The billionaire dad is the president

It wasn't until Song Jiajia was carried into the car that Gu Sumo clenched his fists in vain, took a few breaths, and said under his breath, "Lin Mo, no matter what method you use, everything you saw today, let everyone who sees it be regarded as It didn't happen!"

"...Yes, master."

As soon as Lin Mo finished speaking, Gu Sumo immediately raised the corners of his lips and lost consciousness.

When Song Jiajia woke up, Zha Zha was sleeping beside her, and Song Jin was sitting on the edge of the bed.

A man was sitting on the sofa opposite the bed, looking at her quietly with a pair of dark eyes that could not see the bottom.

She started up in vain, waking up Zha Zha, and Song Jin was also startled.

"Jia Jia, are you awake? Is there any discomfort?"

Song Jiajia shook her head, except for her lack of strength, everything was fine.Zha Zha leaned over and hugged her neck, and said softly: "Mum, you have been asleep for three days, I thought you would never wake up again, woo..."

She put her arms around his small body and comforted him softly: "Good boy, Mommy is just too tired." She patted his back and looked at Mu Cheng on the sofa: "Where's Gu Sumo?"

She had a faint feeling in her heart that this man definitely had a close relationship with Gu Sumo.

When Mu Cheng stood up, Song Jiajia realized that this man was over 1.8 meters tall, and his height was no less than that of Gu Sumo or Song Jin.He looked down at her with a smile in his eyes, but more, it was an emotion that Song Jiajia couldn't figure out.

He said indifferently: "Your name is Song Jiajia, right? I like your son very much. For the sake of scum, if Gu Sumo dares to bully you in the future, you can come to City A to find me, and I will support you."

He stretched out his hands to pinch Zha Zha's little face, and smiled in vain: "Little Prince, goodbye, remember to go to Uncle's house to play in the future."

"Uncle!" Zha Zha rushed up to him: "Are you going? But Daddy hasn't woken up yet, why don't you take a look at him?"

"No..."

When Song Jiajia heard this, she was startled in vain: "What? Gu Sumo hasn't woken up yet?"

Zha Zha sniffed, then stuck out his tongue: "Oh no, I said I showed my mouth!"

Holding Zha Zha in one hand, Mu Cheng said to Song Jiajia, "He's next door, do you want to go and see?"

As soon as the words fell, Song Jiajia had rushed out the door.

While Mu Cheng was teasing the slag, making the little thing giggle, he said seemingly unintentionally: "Song Jin, Gu Sumo's people, you better stop thinking about it."

Song Jin smiled lightly, without any emotion: "Unless she really gets married, I won't give up."

After saying this, he strode out of the ward.

When he came outside Gu Sumo's ward, he saw Song Jiajia carefully approaching Gu Sumo's side, and slowly covered his chest with his hands. This place felt empty and painful.

In her big eyes at this moment is the warmth he has longed for for many years.

He didn't want to admit that at this moment, he lost.

Song Jiajia's eyes have never been with him since just now.She didn't even fall on him out of the corner of her eye, she just ignored him like that.

She doesn't care what mood she is in, right?

Because all she cares about now is the unconscious Gu Sumo.

However, that doesn't mean he will back down.

Thinking back to the moment when he saw Gu Sumo being carried out of the car three days ago, even he was shocked!

At that time, Gu Sumo's whole face was flushed like fire, which was obviously a sign of high fever.But what frightened him was not his abnormal body temperature, but the abnormal wound on his wrist...

He saw with his own eyes that Song Jiajia was holding his hand tightly, just like Song Jiajia was holding his hand tightly back then.The me back then gave Song Jiajia hope and comfort.

But what Gu Sumo gave her was life, a pain she couldn't bear.What if she knew the truth?Will he hate what Gu Sumo gave, or will he repay it with everything he has?

Song Jin is not sure.

Song Jiajia has always been uncertain in his life.

It's like he wanted to continue the relationship he had more than ten years ago with full confidence, but found that in her world, he had already become a thing of the past.

Looking at Gu Sumo's pale handsome face, Song Jiajia didn't understand why Gu Sumo, who looked so much healthier than her, hadn't woken up yet.

Her hand gently touched his forehead bit by bit, from eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips... Her slightly pale fingers lingered on his bloodless lips for a long time.

She still vaguely remembers the feeling of rubbing against her own lips when this lip was dry. It was the imprint of chrome in the deepest part of her heart in the dark.

"Gu Sumo..." Thousands of words came to his lips, but he found that everything he said seemed empty and powerless.She reached into the quilt and held his hand tightly, as if only in this way could she tell him that she was by his side.

After a while, footsteps came from outside the door, waking Song Jiajia who was in deep thought.

She subconsciously wanted to escape, looking around, she hurriedly hid behind the curtain.

In the next moment, the housekeeper walked in with Lin Mo behind.

Seeing them, for some reason, Song Jiajia couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, and was about to step out when Lin Mo suddenly asked, "Uncle Guan, does the young master really like the young lady?"

The housekeeper sighed: "You like it, otherwise you wouldn't pay so much."

Neither of them noticed, just beside them, Song Jiajia held her breath and concentrated, her heart pounding.

Gu Sumo likes her?

Yes, he did.

He said he liked it.

For a moment, Song Jiajia was in a complicated mood, and forgot to go out. She just leaned against the wall and stared blankly at the curtains.

The butler bent down and tucked the quilt for Gu Sumo, and smiled: "Young Master, I watched him grow up. He has been more ruthless than ordinary people since he was a child. I didn't expect that now he knows how to love, and he has given so much."

Lin Mo frowned tightly, with a look of incomprehension: "I really don't understand how that woman drank the young master's blood. Most people can't drink it."

"Human, the potential is unlimited." The butler threw out such a sentence, and then lifted the quilt on the other side to check the injury on Gu Sumo's hand: "Well, it seems that the young master is going to rest for a while. Hey, I don't know What was his mood when he cut his hands and bled him? Not only was he cruel to others, but he was also cruel to himself."

Lin Mo also took a look, put the quilt back on both sides, and said: "The young master wants us to hide the fact that he drank her blood from the young lady, but Song Jin also saw it that day, Uncle Guan, really Can you hide it?"

"If you can't hide it, you want to...Young Madam?!!"

The butler stood up from the stool in shock, and Lin Mo's body collapsed straight. The two looked at each other, and they both saw annoyance and shock in each other's eyes!

When did she come to the ward? !

Seeing her ashen face, the housekeeper immediately went up to meet her: "Young Madam..."