Song Yuye thought it was someone who repaired the water pipes, so she called for repairs in the morning, and it was estimated that someone should be here by now.

"Mrs. Zheng?" She opened the door, a little surprised, the person outside the door turned out to be Zheng Yanlang's mother, Shen Mingqing.

Shen Mingqing entered the room and looked at the furnishings in the room, sat down on the sofa gracefully, looked at the open cans of wine on the tea table, and frowned slightly.Song Yuye poured her a cup of scented tea and stood aside cautiously.

After taking a sip of tea, Shen Mingqing finally said, "I heard from Yan Lang that you are going to settle in America?"

Song Yuye nodded anxiously.There was a trace of sadness on Shen Mingqing's fair face.

"Miss Song, can I ask you to tell Yan Lang not to go to the United States?" My son was sent abroad at the age of 16, and he didn't see him many times a year. He finally looked forward to returning to China and inheriting the family business. He had to go back because of a woman. .Shen Mingqing feels that life has no expectations.

Song Yuye pursed her lips, not knowing how to answer, Zheng Yanlang was full of expectations to start a new life with her, and he would definitely not be able to accept a sudden pour of cold water.

Shen Mingqing forced a smile, "Miss Song, I have never objected to your falling in love with my son, but please understand the heart of a mother. What's wrong with a mother who wants to keep her child by her side?"

There was mist in Shen Mingqing's eyes. At first she thought that her son was just looking for a woman to fall in love with on a whim, and when he got tired of playing, he broke up.But now that this woman is going to abduct her son, she can't sit still anymore.

"Mrs. Zheng, I understand your feelings. I can't decide this matter." She lowered her head and said in a low voice.

"Yan Lang's father left very early. Yan Lang left the country at the age of 16. I have been alone for so many years. Ms. Song just treat me as if I beg you, take pity on me, please help me to keep Yan Lang. " Shen Mingqing tried the tears from the corners of his eyes, she is a lady with a gentle temperament, her husband left early, and her son was not around, so she has been trembling in the Zheng family for so many years, like walking on thin ice.

Song Yuye felt a little guilty. She hooked her finger and abducted her son who had been raised so hard.If it was her child, she would be sad too.

"Let me try." She compromised.

She handed the tissue box in front of Shen Mingqing, this mother and son are really enough, one loves to cry, the other loves to play childish temper, it seems that they haven't grown up.

Thinking about how to speak to Zheng Yanlang, and then receiving a call from Zhou Shiren, his complexion changed suddenly.

Zheng's old house.

Zheng Yanlang didn't plan to come back at first, but his mother said that he hadn't gone back to eat with grandpa for a long time.Braised duck with three treasures in a pot, rice with safflower shark's fin, peony fish slices, Dengying beef...a large table was full, and he tasted like chewing wax.He wanted to eat pork rib soup and shredded potatoes cooked by Song Yuye. Although the taste was mediocre, it was better than all delicacies from mountains and seas.

Zheng Zetian asked him why he left.He responded flatly, saying that he didn't want to inherit the family business and didn't like staying in the company, and he had already booked a plane ticket back to the United States.

Zheng Zetian asked and answered each sentence, without much communication.Zheng Yanlang has been introverted since he was a child, and he doesn't like to express his emotions very much. If he has emotions, he will not vent them out but only keep them in his heart.

After dinner, Zheng Zetian wanted to chat with his grandson, but he just lowered his head and said nothing.Zheng Zetian sighed, and waved him to go back to the room first.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Zheng Yanlang get into the car, start the car and leave, Zheng Zetian covered his chest and let out a long sigh.

"Old Shen, what do you think is the matter with this child? He has been like this since he was a child, and it is rare to see him smile." Zheng Chengtian has nothing to do with this grandson. His son passed away early, and all his heart and soul were poured into this grandson.

"Young master seems to be running around about his girlfriend recently." The old housekeeper called Lao Shen said with his head down.

Zheng Chengtian frowned, and asked a little angrily: "Has Yan Lang not cut off with that woman yet?"

"The young master seems to really like her." The old butler said cautiously.

Zheng Yanlang has been protected by him since he was a child, and he is about to graduate with a master's degree, and he has never held a girl's hand.He originally wanted to arrange a blind date with a girl of the same family background after he officially took over the company, but unexpectedly, the plan was disrupted by such a woman.

"With me in that woman's life, don't even think about entering the door of Zheng's family." In Zheng Zetian's eyes, his grandson is the real dragon emperor, and there are few girls in this world who can match his grandson, let alone Song Yuye. He has no father and no mother, and is four years older than his grandson.

The old housekeeper repeatedly echoed, and then sighed: "The young master is determined to go abroad with that woman and settle down. As long as the beauty doesn't want the country, isn't that the way?"

There was a gleam of light in Zheng Chengtian's black pupils, and he said with a smile: "Old Shen, do you have a solution?"

The old housekeeper smiled and said humbly: "What can I do? I don't understand young people's affairs, but I went back to visit relatives a few days ago and heard something. I am a nephew of my own family. The young man fell in love with a divorced woman with children, of course the family would not agree, my nephew eloped with that divorced woman and went out of town, and guess what happened?"

"What's the matter?" Zheng Zetian became interested.

"In less than three months, my nephew will come back, dump the divorced woman with children, and come back obediently and marry a girl arranged by the family." The old butler's face was full of smiles, wrinkles A chrysanthemum blooms on the face.

Zheng Chengtian is thoughtful, and things are always reversed. Maybe this trick can be tried. Young people are trying to be fresh, and Zheng Yanlang is just at the age of youth, and breaking up forcibly will also hurt the harmony of their grandparents.It's better to put this Song Yuye by his side, after a long time and get tired of it, that's the way it is.And while Yan Lang still has enthusiasm for that woman, let her ask her to keep her grandson and obediently take over as the general manager.

"Arrange it for me, I want to see that woman." Zheng Zetian made up his mind.

"Okay, sir." The old butler bent down and went down to make arrangements.

People's Hospital Intensive Care Unit.

Song Yuye looked through the glass at the grandmother wearing an oxygen mask in the ward. Her body shriveled a lot, like a rotten piece of wood.I had a major operation a year ago, and I don't know if grandma can survive this time.

The doctor came out of the intensive care unit, Song Yuye went up to meet him, the doctor took off his mask, Song Yuye was slightly startled, Qi Yitian?
"Are you a family member of the patient?" Qi Yitian had some impressions of her.

Song Yuye nodded and asked about grandma's condition.

Qi Yitian brought her into the office and gave her two options, conservative treatment, and her life expectancy could last for about three months.The second type, heart transplantation, can prolong life by three to five years if it succeeds, but if it fails, you may be unable to get off the operating table.

She couldn't make a decision by herself, Zhou Shiren sat there with her head in her hands and said nothing.

"Speak up, Zhou Shiren, you are the only man in this family, what do you think?" She took a deep breath and looked at Zhou Shiren.

Zhou Shiren hooked his lips, and said in a muffled voice, "You've always been the one making up the mind at home, so you can do whatever you say, and I'll listen to you." Was it useful?When will it be his turn to call the shots.

She covered her face and paced back and forth.

Zhou Shiren glanced at her irritably, and said impatiently: "Can you stop shaking, I'm dizzy."

She glanced at him, pursed her lips to look like Qi Yitian, and said with determination: "The second plan."

Qi Yitian nodded, "I will help you find a suitable heart source as soon as possible. The cost of the whole operation is about 50 to [-]."

"Money is not a problem. I will find a way to get it together as soon as possible. Please find a suitable heart source as soon as possible, please." Her face was a little haggard, and her eyes were bloodshot. It could be seen that she didn't have a good rest at night.

I still have 30 to [-] yuan in working capital, and if I sell my bags and jewelry, I can almost make up for the surgery fee.

The floor of the living room is filled with all kinds of brand-name bags, and there are some luxury items such as necklaces and bracelets in large and small jewelry boxes on the coffee table.These are all things she has built. The second-hand stores are too dark, and the recycling price of bags bought for more than 3 yuan is only willing to give [-] yuan. She also picked a lot of problems.

She didn't carry these bags a few times. According to the price offered by the second-hand store, it was not enough for the operation fee.Those jewellery, the recycling price is lower, when buying, the shopping guide brags how good-looking 18K is, and if you are not satisfied, you can exchange it, and the selling price is less than one-tenth of the original price.

Take pictures of the bags one by one and post them on the Internet, so the price may be higher.

"Are you trying to change seasons and throw away all these?" Zheng Yanlang opened the door and came in, put on slippers, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned his neckline.

Song Yuye smiled wryly, took the bag in his hand, and asked him to take pictures for himself, "These are all for sale, I don't recite them anyway, and now I'm unemployed and don't need to see clients."

Zheng Yanlang's complexion changed, he threw down the phone, and his tone was slightly displeased: "If you don't like it, just throw it away. My Zheng Yanlang's woman has been reduced to selling bags and jewelry. It is rumored that people think our Zheng family is bankrupt. Nah!"

"Grandma's surgery fee is not enough, so I can always make up some money after selling it." She said calmly, putting her head on the bracelet on her wrist and continuing to take pictures.

He reached out to stop her, hugged her on his lap, pinched her chin, and said with a smile, "I can afford grandma's surgery fee. You can keep these bags and jewelry if you like them, and throw them away if you don't like them. We buy new ones."

She was in a bad mood, got up from him, and said lightly: "You don't need to come out, I can figure out a way myself."

"Why do you always treat me like this?" His eyes darkened, a little annoyed.

"I just don't want to be a burden to you. I'm older than you. I'm under a lot of pressure when I'm with you. You play childish at every turn. I feel guilty when I take your money. I feel like I'm cheating." Child." She pushed back the hair on her forehead irritably.

"Why do you always treat me like a child? I'm 24 years old. I'm a grown man. Many men my age have had second children." His mood also changed.

She was silent for a few seconds, snorted lightly, and said suddenly: "Zheng Yanlang, I don't want to go to America."

"Why? Didn't we agree?" His sharp eyes narrowed a lot, he looked at her in surprise, and suddenly thought of something, he knelt down and said, "I know, because grandma is right, we can take her to the United States , The level of medical treatment there is also very advanced.”

She shook her head, raised her head with a calm face, looked at him and said, "Do you know why I think you are immature, like a child? You only think of yourself when you do everything. You are really selfish and never think about it." Someone else. Let's break up."

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