Nightclub, your daughter-in-law has lost her vest again

Song Chengzhi opened the door and greeted all the people in the ward.

Ye Yunqiu looked at Jin Yuran's indifferent face on the bed, and pursed her lips. Since she forgot, then start again, as a normal person.

After a few seconds of silence, Jin Yuran said quietly, "Let's talk."

"Xiaoxue told me everything about us, thank you for taking care of me during this time, I..."

"Just thank you?" Ye Yunqiu sat lazily on the same sofa, with a hint of cynicism.

Jin Yuran choked for a moment, "Not only thank you, but also a thank you fee."

"Heh." Ye Yunqiu seemed to be amused, and opened his hands to look at Jin Yuran: "Do you think I seem to be short of money?"

Jin Yuran froze for a moment, "Then what do you want?"

"I'm a businessman." Ye Yunqiu had a smile on his lips, and a deep smile in his eyes, "I don't do business that loses money."

Jin Yuran endured it for a long time before resisting the urge to beat someone up, "The decision is yours, how can you lose money?"

"Then what kind of interests do you think can make a businessman abandon his wife and son?"

Hearing "abandoning his wife and son" Jin Yuran raised his eyebrows slightly, is it so serious? "Mr. Ye, I don't know what happened before, and I am not interested. I am very grateful for your care of me before, but I still have important things to do. I can only thank you. If you need anything Where I am, I will try my best to help you."

"Important thing?" Ye Yunqiu pondered slightly, "You can do whatever you want, and the status of my wife will bring you a lot of convenience. As for the thanks I want, I haven't thought about it yet. Tell you."

Jin Yuran hesitated, "I don't think you need to be your wife..."

Ye Yunqiu raised his hand, looked at the door and said nothing.

"Ranran, you're awake." Jin Zhiqiang led some Jin family members into the ward, looking worried about Jin Yuran, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Jin Yuran shook her head, did not speak, and told her instinctively that the Jin family's visit here was not just a visit.

"I heard that Ran Ran has lost her memory. We want to take her back to the Jin family. After all, she has lived in the Jin family the longest, and it will also help her recovery."

Just as Jin Yuran was about to speak, she heard Ye Yunqiu's cold voice, "Of course my wife will follow me back to Ye's house when she's sick. Thinking about the previous life in Jin's house, it might be even more difficult."

"What is the nightclub talking about? I just heard that Ran Ran is going back to the Song family. Thinking that Ran Ran has never lived in the Song family, it would be better to come to the Jin family to recover faster."

"Mr. Song misses his granddaughter, so it's understandable to take Ran Ran home for two days. Is there any problem?"

"Of course there is no problem. If Ran Ran wants to go back to the Jin family, we are very welcome."

Ye Yunqiu curled his lips, "That's not necessary."

"..."

Song Chengzhi passed Jin Zhiqiang and walked to Jin Yuran, "Ranran, let's go home."

Jin Yuran nodded and left, and Wen Mengxue returned to Song's house after packing up.

The night scene official leaned closer to Ye Yunqiu's ear and whispered, "Brother, is this how you let my sister-in-law go?"

Ye Yunqiu raised his eyebrows, "What else?"

"What if she doesn't come back?"

Ye Yunqiu stared at the door meaningfully, and curled his lips, "She will come back."

"Miss, are you really not going back to Ye's house?" Seeing that Jin Yuran was silent all the way, Wen Mengxue couldn't help asking.

Jin Yuran sighed slowly, "It's true that you can't live in Grandpa's house forever." The identity of Ye Yunqiu's wife can at least protect herself, and the Jin family will not dare to do anything because of this identity, but it is considered a disguised admission With his identity, he will return to Ye's house sooner or later.

It seems that I have to figure out a way sooner.

"Ran Ran, don't worry, if the Jin family comes to ask for someone, I'll beat them out." Song Chengzhi patted the back of Jin Yu Ran's hand reassuringly.

Jin Yuran smiled, "Thank you, grandpa, I want to visit my mother first."

Song Chengzhi was stunned for a few seconds and nodded. For a moment, the atmosphere in the car became serious. Song Wanqing's death had always been a taboo of the Song family, and few people mentioned it.

When we came to the cemetery, it was raining lightly, and the whole cemetery looked smoky and dreamlike, but it also had a desolate scene, solemn, solemn but desolate.

Jin Yuran went alone with an umbrella. Song Chengzhi couldn't accept his daughter's death, so he didn't follow.

Every time Jin Yuran took a step, her heart felt more heavy. The raindrops fell on the umbrella, making Jin Yuran a little breathless. The moment she saw Song Wanqing's tombstone, Jin Yuran's nose was sour and her tears couldn't hold back. After waking up from a coma, facing a strange husband, and facing the fact that she was sold by the Jin family, she did not shed a single tear, but she couldn't cry when she saw the bright smile in the photo.

"Mom, I'm sorry I haven't seen you for so long." Jin Yuran squatted in front of the tombstone, leaning her forehead against Song Wanqing's photo, sobbing.

When facing her relatives, no one is strong. From the moment her mother passed away, she knew that she had no relatives, no capital to act like a baby, and no one would stand behind her forever to support her. She forced herself to be strong, but she still wanted to be a little princess loved by her mother.

A gust of cold wind blew by, bringing the rainwater to slap Jin Yuran's face. The sudden cold made Jin Yuran wake up suddenly. She slowly opened her eyes, and reached out to caress the black and white photo in front of her, as if she was treating some kind of treasure. The reddish pure amber eyes were bottomless, and her face was cold, "Mom, I will never let go of those culprits who took away my happiness. I will send them to hell."

Jin Yuran got up to leave, her face no longer had the coldness just now, she held up her umbrella and walked slowly, drop by drop of rain fell on her feet like flowers.

"Grandpa, I want to work." Jin Yuran shook Song Chengzhi's arm after getting into the car, coquettishly.

"Why do you suddenly want to work?"

"I always have to learn to make money by myself, and I can't always think about relying on men."

Song Chengzhi looked at Jin Yuran's reddened eyes, and knew that she must have cried just now, and then thought about his unlucky daughter, and sighed slightly, "Okay, you go to the Song Group to practice with your uncle."

"Thank you, Grandpa, you are so kind." Jin Yuran leaned on Song Chengzhi's shoulder coquettishly, with a smile in her eyes.

Back at Song's house, Wen Mengxue hurriedly helped Jin Yuran pack the things, but she still couldn't help but want to persuade her.

Seeing Wen Mengxue's hesitant expression, Jin Yuran couldn't help but smile, "Xiaoxue, just say what you want to say."

Wen Mengxue blinked in embarrassment, organized her words, and typed her words. She couldn't be like last time, "Miss, Ye always treats you very well and likes you very much. During your illness , He runs around the hospital company every day, his body is exhausted, just to take care of you personally, but now you are well, but he is sick."

"he is sick?"