Chapter 320, will you come for your birthday

Father Shen changed his words in time, "If you can be cured, what a merit is this!"

"What merit is not meritorious, Grandpa, what are you two whispering about?"

The boy came in, holding a bag in one hand.

"Yo? Axun is here!" The old man Shen's eyes lit up, he looked at Song Yaoya meaningfully, and waved to Shen Xun, "Come here and sit down."

Facing grandpa's enthusiasm, Shen Xun was quite uncomfortable.

He raised his eyebrows and walked over to sit down.

Cong Shan said hello to Song Yaoyao, "Brother, are you there too?"

"Snapped--"

Father Shen blew his beard and stared, slapped him on the forehead.

"What's your big brother?!"

You are so capable, but you turn people into your girlfriend!

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Song Yaoyao didn't sit with the old man for long. After he chose, he would contact her again.

At this point, Mr. Huo was on his lunch break, so Song Yaoya didn't bother.

She went to visit Song Wenchuan first.

After acupuncture.

The man lay quietly on the hospital bed, breathing long. There is a pink scar on his forehead, and his chest rises and falls slightly with his breathing.

If you don't observe carefully, I'm afraid he will already be a corpse.

The instrument linking his body was quiet, without any reaction.

Song Yaoyao held the book and sat quietly beside him.

The windows of the ward are open. Today’s weather is good, and occasionally the temperature will rise.

The sunlight flooded the room, dispelling the smell of disinfectant.

The man's eyes closed tightly, he lost a lot of weight, and his spirits ceased. All that was left to him was sickness and paleness.

"Click—"

The door of the ward was pushed open.

Song Yaoya looked up and saw that the middle-aged man who came into view was much older with naked eyes.

Song Wenchuan used to share company affairs, but now everything falls to him alone.

Fly both at home and abroad, and only have a little breathing time until today, so I plan to come and see Song Wenchuan.

There were a lot of bodyguards guarding outside, and Zhou Manli complained to him in a sharp voice when he returned home, saying that Song Yaoyao, a dead girl, was against her every day. A lot of bodyguards were sent to guard the ward and refused to let her visit.

Regarding this——

Song Rui wasn't angry, but he was relieved.

Zhou Manli undoubtedly loves her son, but her love is sometimes extreme. If she was left alone with Song Wenchuan, she might do something stupid.

With Song Yaoya present, he was relieved a lot.

Very strange, this daughter who has never liked him. He looked at it now, only feeling more and more strange.

His eyes met, then quietly moved away.

Song Yaoya stood up, clipped the bookmark, and stuffed the book into his schoolbag.

Nodded at him slightly, and quietly left Song Rui with his schoolbag on his back.

"You—" He opened his mouth and closed it again.

Song Yaoyao ignored him at all, and walked out of the ward directly to the elevator.

Song Rui hurriedly looked at Song Wenchuan and breathed a sigh of relief. Song Yaoya took good care of him. This has never been of his concern, and she is like a transparent daughter at home. It was the one who came most frequently after Song Wenchuan's accident.

On the other hand, the older brother was long and short, and Song Jingwan, who pestered Song Wenchuan every day, refused to come over anyway.

"Fairy—"

Song Rui was panting, and finally caught up with Song Yaoya before she got into the car.

"what's up?"

Huo Jiu squinted and entered a state of alert, standing in front of Song Yaoyao.

Song Rui awkwardly rubbed his hands and said, "The day after tomorrow is your birthday with Jingwan. Mom and Dad are going to hold a birthday party for you at home, and invite your classmates and business friends from Dad to celebrate. You, will you come?"

(End of this chapter)