Substitute for the little ancestor

Qin Hailan's face was ashen.

She looked at Si Chenmo, tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes like broken threads.

Si Chenmo lightly glanced over the cold oxygen mask, and then his eyes stopped on her face.

The smiles in his eyes were full of bleakness: "Qin Hailan, Qin Hailan, when you have the intention to kill, you should have thought that you will have such a day."

Qin Hailan is dead.

It was the judgment made when the nurse came to round the room at two o'clock in the afternoon.

The medical equipment is all normal, and the patient was asphyxiated due to cardiac arrest.

As for why the sudden cardiac arrest occurred, the answer given by the hospital was that the location of the wound was too dangerous, which triggered inflammation inside the heart.

There was another uproar in the news.

The reporter reported in the video: "The follow-up to the car accident on the Xx Bridge Road yesterday has caused two deaths, and one of them passed away after rescue efforts failed."

The people in the video chattered endlessly.

At the end of the video is an exhortation: "I also hope that the general public will strictly abide by the law and order regardless of riding in the future. Life should not be a trifling matter. Our precious life is only once."

Ruan Tong was holding a computer at home.

The news in the past two days has been ups and downs.

During the meal, Ruan Tong said twice: "I read the news that Si Aotian's mother passed away."

Si Chen hummed, still holding dishes for Ruan Tong.

"Okay, the food in my bowl is about to overflow!"

She moved the bowl aside.

"Is there a funeral going to be held in these two days?"

Si Chenmo still hummed.

Because it is very clear about the festival between Si Aotian and Si Chenmo.

The phrase 'Are you still going? ' did not ask the exit.

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Si Chenmo's mood, Ruan Tong went to wash up after eating.

The light in the study was still on when he came out.

Ruan Tong knocked on the door: "It's time to take a bath, it's getting late and I'm going to bed."

The door opens from the inside.

He fell head-on into Si Chenmo's arms.

The man deepened his hug and raised Ruan Tong's head with one hand.

The two looked at each other, Si Chenmo smiled and said, "I can think that this is another invitation from Madam?"

Ruan Tong pursed his lips and smiled, and lightly pinched his waist with his hand: "Don't be rude, go take a shower."

Ruan Tong was drying his hair in the room, because he was going to lie on the bed soon, Ruan Tong didn't like wet hair.

She played for a long time until Si Chenmo entered the room.

"Phew, it's finally blown dry."

There was a mirror in front of him, and Ruan Tong laughed out loud: "Wow! It's blown up."

Si Chenmo patted her head with his palm from behind and laughed: "Why are you so frizzy?"

Ruan Tong was shy, turned around and hugged him, sending a scent to his face.

"Don't laugh at me."

The woman's voice was soft, tickling Si Chenmo's heart.

The whole person was carried by Si Chen Mo Hengkong, as if he was holding a precious object, he gently put Ruan Tong on the bed.

"By the way, that Xiang Lingfeng, has he ever had a relationship with the Si family before?"

Si Chenmo was slightly taken aback.

He held Ruan Tong's finger and kissed lightly: "There have been a few business cooperations, but not many, and they are to win contacts from the family."

Ruan Tong nodded.

Sensing the woman's small thoughts, he asked her: "What's the matter, he came to you?"

Ruan Tong quickly shook his head in denial: "No."

Si Chenmo stared into her eyes, trying to see through her.

"Not lying?"

The man looked at her questioningly, and brushed the broken hair sticking to his cheeks behind his ears.

Ruan Tong said affirmatively, "Don't lie."

She wrapped her arms around her boss Chen Mo's neck, and looked at him straight in the eyes: "I'm not the same kind of person, how can I, an ordinary student, have any contact with him."

Si Chenmo didn't like to hear these words.

He slightly sealed Ruan Tong's lips: "Then what kind of person am I? With me."

He wanted Ruan Tong's approval, that little heart would always feel insecure.

Ruan Tong raised his eyes and smiled slightly: "Of course you are mine."

Si Chenmo couldn't bear this kind of temptation.

He hugged Ruan Tong and lay down.

The night was long, and there was less movement on the bed.

Ruan Tong's breathing gradually calmed down.

The even sound of deep sleep sounded in the silent room, accompanied by the cool breeze coming in through the cracks in the windows.

Si Chenmo pulled the quilt to cover Ruan Tong completely.

Ruan Tong's fingers moved slightly as he dreamed of a good place.

Her brain was immersed in a warm place in her dreams.

There are full of flowers and plants, and her favorite swing.

A very harmonious place, but no other figures can be seen.

She gently rocked the swing, then sat on it and swayed again.

The sun is very warm and even the wind that hits the face is warm.

I laughed unconsciously.

Suddenly a balloon above the head burst.

Feathers instantly scattered on her face and shoulders.

For a time, there were gifts everywhere, clustered together, big and small.

Ruan Tong showed joy on his face, and inexplicably looked forward to it in his heart.

She was waiting for Si Chenmo, but she waited and waited, and she still didn't show up after waiting for a long time.

A male voice sounded beside him, listening carefully, it was both familiar and strange.

The voice said, "You might consider staying here, and I'll give you whatever you want."

Ruan Tong refused without thinking, but the gifts fell from the sky one after another.

When she woke up, Aunt Chen was standing beside the bed.

"Madam, you are finally awake."

His head was a little drowsy, Ruan Tong rubbed his sleepy eyes.

She opened her eyelids and asked Aunt Chen, "What time is it?"

"It's already afternoon, ma'am, and you haven't had breakfast or lunch yet."

It turned out that I slept for so long.

If Aunt Chen hadn't come into the house to change the sheets, I don't know how long this dream would last.

What a strange dream.

Ruan Tong shook his head.

At the same time, Xiang Lingfeng was temporarily recalled by his family.

Xiang Tianqing is very anxious about his marriage, wishing to get married this year.

In the huge villa, Xiang Tianqing and Xiang Lingfeng sat on two sofas respectively.

Xiang Lingfeng picked up a newspaper on the table and flipped through it casually.

With a casual look, he looked angrily at Tianqing.

"Xiaofeng! Did you listen carefully to what Grandpa said?"

Xiang Tianqing tapped on the ground while leaning on crutches.

"Tell me, Grandpa, I'm listening."

Xiang Lingfeng's voice was lazy.

Xiang Tianqing raised his crutch and hit Ling Feng's calf.

"What are you doing, Grandpa?"

Xiang Lingfeng covered his calf and lowered his brows.

"What am I doing? I'll tell you the business. What am I doing?"

Xiang Lingfeng murmured dissatisfiedly: "Just say what you want to hit me for."

"How are you getting along, girl from the Bai family?"

Mentioning Bai Junyao, Xiang Lingfeng felt disgusted, he closed the newspaper and put it back on the table: "Don't mention her to me, Grandpa, we are really not suitable."

Speaking of getting up.

"What are you going to do?"

"Feed the fish for you."

Standing in front of the fish pond with a carefree attitude, he joked from time to time: "This fish must be delicious in soup."

That's the old man's lifeblood, Xiang Lingfeng knows it.

But he is in a bad mood now, he just said it on purpose.