The president's pet daughter

Song Mingzhe was stunned for a moment, apparently he did not expect Ling Zhaozhao to appear here.

"How did you come?"

Song Mingzhe held Ling Zhaozhao's waist vaguely, trying to make her stand more easily.

"Secretary Rong told me in advance, so I found this place."

Ling Zhaozhao observed Song Mingzhe's expression, his eyebrows were curved, and his arms were around his neck.

Song Mingzhe nodded, and unconsciously touched Ling Zhaozhao's head.

His ecstasy fell into Ling Zhaozhao's eyes, and Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help pursing his lips.

Song Mingzhe didn't stay inside for a long time, and Ling Zhaozhao didn't know what he talked about with the people inside, but her intuition told her that Song Mingzhe was not feeling well at the moment.

"You should come in directly without waiting outside."

Song Mingzhe's voice was a little low, with a feeling of lack of interest.

Although Song Mingzhe didn't have much expression on his face, Ling Zhaozhao could still sense his unhappiness.

"I didn't wait long, it's okay, what's the matter with you?"

Ling Zhaozhao looked into Song Mingzhe's eyes and asked with concern.

Rong Yuan was just outside the door when she came, and told her about the situation inside.

She knew who was locked in this room.

It was the driver of Song Jianguo's car accident that year, and the person Song Mingzhe had been searching for for a long time.

Song Mingzhe lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on his face.

"nothing."

Song Mingzhe exhaled lightly, but hugged Ling Zhaozhao tightly in the next second.

"My dad got on that bus because of me..."

The reason why he worked so hard to find the truth back then was to punish those who harmed Song Jianguo, and to reduce the guilt in his heart.

If it weren't for him, Song Dahai and Wang Qifu would not have had the opportunity to take advantage of it, nor would they have had the opportunity to tamper with the car.

Fortunately, Xu Gen made the right bet and cut off the wire of the bomb. What if it can't be cut?

When Song Mingzhe thought of this possibility, cold sweat broke out behind him unavoidably.

He didn't dare to think about the consequences, and he didn't want to think about it.

Holding Ling Zhaozhao in his arms, he couldn't help being a little dazed when he heard Song Mingzhe's words.

No wonder Song Mingzhe was extraordinarily concerned about this matter, and even put on a stance that he would do whatever it takes.

At first, she just thought that Song Mingzhe was protecting her weaknesses, so she pursued this matter to the end, not letting go of any clues, but now it seems that Song Mingzhe is atoning for her sins.

He carefully explored the truth of the whole matter, silently carrying everything down.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at this moment.

She felt sorry for him.

Song Mingzhe held Ling Zhaozhao in his arms, sniffing her fragrance greedily, and his memory seemed to return to the beginning in an instant.

The scene that made him worry in countless midnight dreams.

At that time, he didn't quite understand why Song Jianguo and Shen Qiyu divorced, so for a long time, he faced Song Jianguo with a confrontational attitude.

After all, Song Jianguo was too indifferent in front of him, it seemed that no matter what he did, Song Jianguo would not be moved.

So young and frivolous, he had the idea of ​​running away from home for the first time.

He just left a note saying that he was going abroad to find Shen Qiyu, and he put it in a conspicuous place.

Song Jianguo was very tolerant to him financially, so it was not difficult for him to buy a plane ticket.

But Song Mingzhe never thought about really looking for Shen Qiyu, because although Shen Qiyu was abroad back then, he had little contact with the outside world, even the Shen family did not know the exact whereabouts of Shen Qiyu.

Song Mingzhe was still young at that time, and he just wanted to use this method to see if Song Jianguo cared about him.

Facts have proved that Song Jianguo still cares about him.

After seeing the note, Song Jianguo hurriedly arranged for the driver to go to the airport, preparing to stop his naive son.

At that time, Song Mingzhe was hiding in a corner, calmly watching Song Jianguo's anxious expression.

At that time, he didn't know what was wrong, just seeing Song Jianguo's panic was not enough, and he even wanted to watch Song Jianguo arrive at the airport with his own eyes.

If he could have come out in time, Song Jianguo would not have to use a cane for the rest of his life.

Song Mingzhe didn't know how to describe his feelings after hearing about Song Jianguo's accident.

But he only knew that when he saw the bloody Song Jianguo, there were only two words of regret left in his mind.

At a young age, he has learned to hide his emotions, but he can't really soothe his heart.

So in those few days, Song Dahai and Wang Qifu's arrangements made him unable to intervene at all.

Fortunately, someone from the Shen family came later, and Shen Zhihe took care of things for him, so that he had a chance to breathe.

Later, it was the news that Song Jianguo woke up and was transferred from the intensive care unit.

He originally thought that Song Jianguo would scold him when he saw him, but he didn't expect that Song Jianguo would just glance at him indifferently, and his tone was as indifferent as ever.

It's like nothing happened.

"You'll be fine."

At that time, Song Mingzhe would rather Song Jianguo scolded himself rather than say such an insignificant sentence.

If it weren't for his willfulness, Song Jianguo wouldn't be lying on the hospital bed.

It was the first time Song Mingzhe had seen such a fragile Song Jianguo.

Since then, Song Mingzhe has never acted recklessly again.

He became a good boy in everyone's eyes, a good boy, but no one knew that he almost killed Song Jianguo.

Now, the matter has come to light, and he has found comfort in his heart.

When Song Mingzhe said this matter, his voice was low and gentle, as if he was talking about other people's affairs, but Ling Zhaozhao still noticed that his back was trembling slightly.

This matter has been pressing on his heart for many years, and it has become his nightmare.

"It's okay, I'm here, and I will face it with you."

Ling Zhaozhao didn't know how to comfort Song Mingzhe, so he could only clumsily express his feelings.

It was hard for her to imagine how Song Mingzhe faced all this.

When Song Mingzhe heard Ling Zhaozhao's words, he hugged her with complicated emotions.

He rested his chin on Ling Zhaozhao's neck, and was afraid that she would be too tight and uncomfortable by him, so the sound of hoarse breathing echoed in Ling Zhaozhao's ears.

Ling Zhaozhao knew that he had endured it for too long.

Although his relationship with Song Jianguo is not good, Ling Zhaozhao understands that Song Mingzhe still respects Song Jianguo very much.

No matter how bad the relationship between father and son is, they still have each other in their hearts.

Ling Zhaozhao understands and understands.

"If you're too busy, I can help."

Ling Zhaozhao patted him on the back distressedly, his voice muffled.

Although her strength is not as strong as Song Mingzhe, she also wants to share something for him.

When Ling Yan walked in and saw this scene, he couldn't help but feel his heart twitch.