The president's pet daughter

Wang family.

Leaning on crutches, Song Jianguo stepped into the gate of the Wang family together with Shen Qiyu.

The wedding date of Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao is approaching, and it is time for their trip to end.

I don't know if it's because Shen Qiyu took good care of him by his side, Song Jianguo's legs and feet seem to be a little more agile than before, and his walking speed with a cane is also easier than before.

They originally planned to go back to the Song family, but when they heard the news that Song Mei had woken up on the way, they changed their minds temporarily.

In Song Jianguo's heart, Song Mei's condition was always on his mind.

Although Song Mei was not very sensible in the past, and the stupid things she did were enough to make people angry, but in all fairness, Song Mei has always respected him as a big brother.

What's more, since their father passed away, Song Jianguo has been very conniving towards his youngest sister.

"I've already asked someone to find an expert in this area. I'll give Song Mei a good look at it when the time comes. I hope she can get well soon."

Shen Qiyu followed Song Jianguo and said in a low voice.

Song Jianguo heard Shen Qiyu's words, a smile overflowed his lips.

"It's hard for you to think about her so much."

Shen Qiyu and Song Mei did not get along back then, and he also saw it.

Now that Song Mei was unconsciously lying on the bed, Song Jianguo felt that Shen Qiyu would be fine if he didn't make trouble, but he didn't expect Shen Qiyu to be so concerned about Song Mei's affairs.

"I'm not thinking about her, I just hope you can be happy."

Shen Qiyu's cheeks were slightly red, and she was obviously embarrassed when she said these words.

Although Song Jianguo didn't say anything during this time, Shen Qiyu could still see his depression.

After all, his younger brother and younger sister are both in prison now, and there is only one younger sister who is still lying on the bed. Whoever it is, I feel uncomfortable.

Song Jianguo felt Shen Qiyu's heart, and he couldn't help holding her hand.

"Ayu, it's good to have you."

Song Jianguo said in a low voice.

They have been wasted for more than ten years, and now that they are together again, there are new changes in both their mood and thoughts.

Just as Shen Qiyu wanted to say that Song Jianguo was disgusting, she saw Wang Hanlin hurried downstairs to greet them.

"Hello, uncle, aunt."

Wang Hanlin's face was a bit haggard, it looked like he didn't sleep well.

"Didn't your mother wake up? Judging by your expression, it seems that there is something wrong again."

Song Jianguo's sharp eyes fell on Wang Hanlin, as if he wanted to see through him.

Wang Hanlin was stunned for a moment, not daring to look at Song Jianguo.

His uncle was always extraordinarily sharp.

"I have woken up, but my mother is still a little not sober. Uncle and aunt should go upstairs first."

Wang Hanlin coughed lightly, and turned his body to make way for Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu.

Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu looked at each other, knowing very well that Song Mei had been lying on the bed for so long, and if there were any sequelae, it was inevitable, so they went upstairs without thinking too much.

Wang Hanlin watched the backs of Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu going upstairs, and gave a secret signal to the man who was in ambush.

As long as Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu entered this door, there was no reason to go out.

Song Jianguo came to Song Mei's room, opened the door, and saw Song Mei lying on the bed.

"Song Mei, we're here to see you."

Shen Qiyu thought Song Mei was closing her eyes and resting her mind, so she couldn't help but get closer.

Unexpectedly, what was waiting was not Song Mei's response, but the sound of the door closing behind them.

Shen Qiyu stopped in her tracks and looked at the tightly closed door.

"Uncle, aunt, I wronged you and stayed in the same room with my mother for a few days. Don't worry, as long as you cooperate with us obediently, we won't do anything to you."

Wang Hanlin's voice sounded from the other side of the door, and it sounded a little trembling. I don't know if it was because he was too excited to succeed, or because he was afraid.

"I've also detained the Song family, please stay here for the next few days, uncle and aunt."

Wang Hanlin's voice regained his composure, which made Song Jianguo's expression darken.

"What do you want to do?"

He glanced at Song Mei who was unresponsive on the bed, and realized that this was a game.

This is a game where you are invited to enter the urn.

"Is this what your father meant?"

Song Jianguo's mind was spinning rapidly. To be honest, although Wang Hanlin had courage, he didn't have the courage.

After much deliberation, only Wang Qifu can do this.

After all, from the very beginning, Song Jianguo could vaguely glimpse Wang Qifu's ambitions.

Just for the happiness of Song Mei's family, he didn't say much these years.

Wang Hanlin outside the door was silent for a long time, and in the end he just dropped a word of care and left.

"What are they trying to do? No, I have to contact Mingzhe."

Shen Qiyu also reacted, and took out her mobile phone to contact Song Mingzhe.

Unexpectedly, there was no signal at all in the phone.

"They seem to be fully prepared."

Song Jianguo glanced at the surrounding furnishings and came to a conclusion.

Song Mei's room was not small, and a bed was specially set up for the two of them. It seemed that they were going to eat and sleep with Song Mei these days.

Song Jianguo felt that things were not that simple. The Wang family and his son tried every means to keep them. It seemed that they were here for them, but they were actually for Song Mingzhe.

These days, he also heard some rumors that Song Mingzhe was targeting the Wang family.

But he knew that Song Mingzhe had always done things properly, and recently he planned to let go of his power one by one, so he didn't ask Song Mingzhe.

After all, when a child grows up, he always has his own ideas, and he can't always interfere.

Shen Qiyu pondered the meaning of Wang Hanlin's words just now, it didn't seem like he wanted to embarrass them, and his heart settled down slightly.

"It's just pity for Song Mei. She is still a target before she wakes up."

Shen Qiyu looked at Song Mei, feeling a little sad.

The Wang family hurriedly took Song Mei back, making them think that Song Mei's condition had improved, but they didn't expect it to be just a cover.

A pretense to trick them into the game.

When Song Jianguo thought about what the Wang family and his son had done, his gaze was a little cold.

The Wang family is really deceiving people too much.

Shen Qiyu saw that the air conditioner in the room was a bit cold, afraid that Song Mei who was lying on the bed would catch a cold, so she subconsciously walked up to her and tucked her in the blanket.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, he was grasped vaguely by a hand.

No matter how bold Shen Qiyu was, she couldn't help being taken aback, but unexpectedly, Song Mei who was lying on the bed opened her eyes with tears still in the corners of her eyes.

"Wang Qifu is a bastard."

Probably because she hadn't spoken for a long time, Song Mei's voice was hoarse and deep, like a ghost returning from hell.

Her eyes were full of hatred.