After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

The consequences are at your own risk, good consequences are at your own risk!

"I'm sorry, I can't go back now." Song Xi'er said without changing her expression: "Tell him that I had a car accident on the road and it was very serious. I will probably be sent to another hospital by then, so you don't need to bother him."

After speaking, Song Xier hung up the phone without waiting for Yang Ming to speak.

"Little girl..." The driver saw that the green light with a few seconds left had not passed, but stopped the car and turned to Song Xi'er seriously and said: "Don't say these nonsense, bah bah is unlucky."

Song Xi'er raised her head: "I'm sorry, I -"

Before they finished speaking, there was a loud "boom" sound. A white car that had just crossed the road in front of them was hit by a large truck coming diagonally opposite. The white car rolled several times in the air and was hit continuously. Got into several cars nearby.

All of this happened within a few seconds, and the scene was filled with horns and screams, which was too horrible to watch.

Song Xi'er was sitting in the back seat with her cell phone in hand. When she raised her head, she happened to see this scene with her own eyes. She and the driver were so frightened that they stayed in the car.

After Yang Ming hung up Song Xi'er's phone, out of the caution of his assistant, he opened the map and searched for the road conditions near Tongzhou Hospital. Then he casually froze when he saw the traffic conditions at a certain place.

Shang Ji on the side looked up: "What did she say?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cell phone in Yang Ming's hand rang. It was the news feed from the same city: [A major car accident occurred on Yinhai Road, causing heavy casualties on the scene. 】

Yang Ming: "Mr. Shang, Miss Xi'er seems to have had a car accident over there."

Shang Ji's eyes narrowed slightly, and without saying anything, he took his cell phone and called.

But the mechanical female voice that sounded this time said, "The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please call again later."

……

When Song Xi'er arrived at the store, she was still a little out of sorts and her face was very pale.

"Miss Xi'er, why are you back?" the servant asked when he saw her.

Song Xier came to her senses: "Where are my mother and Uncle Shang?"

"The second master and second wife are out."

out?

"Did you say where to go?" Song Xi'er asked.

"I don't know, there seems to be something urgent."

Urgent?

Thinking of Shang Ji's words, Song Xier couldn't help but feel a little worried.

She looked at the time, it was time for dinner, and decided to wait a while before going to Mr. Shang's place.

Seeing that Song Xi'er seemed to be going upstairs, the servant hurriedly asked: "Miss Xi'er, do you need me to help you?"

"No, thank you." Song Xier walked up the stairs and entered the room.

She walked straight to a cabinet, opened the door and took out an old square box from the inside.

Song Xi'er sat back on the bed holding the box and raised her hand to open it. The first thing that caught her eye was a delicate and compact lighter from a certain luxury brand, with a cold silver color.

Under the lighter, there was a black men's windbreaker neatly stacked. The clothes looked like they had not been worn much, but they were not very new.

Song Xi'er didn't move, just stared with lowered eyes for a long, long time.

Finally, she took out her clothes and lighter and put them in her backpack, then went downstairs.

Not long after Mr. Shang finished dinner, the housekeeper took Song Xier and knocked on the study door.

"Enter."

Song Xi'er lowered her head and walked in behind the housekeeper. She quietly looked around and saw the entire wall of bookcases filled with various types of books. Song Xi'er even saw a few books that she couldn't find on the market. Original foreign language books on architecture.

Her eyes lit up and she couldn't help but take a few more glances.

"Here we come." Mr. Shang put down the brush in his hand, walked to the tea table and sat down: "Sit down."

Song Xi'er sat cautiously opposite the old man and called out: "Grandpa."

"You're welcome." Mr. Shang skillfully poured water and made tea. Then he poured a cup for Song Xi'er and said with a kind smile, "Try the new tea that arrived the day before yesterday. It tastes good."

Song Xi'er was a little flattered and quickly held the tea cup with both hands: "Thank you, grandpa."

She took a sip, and after a slight bitterness, there was a sweet and refreshing aftertaste. The taste melted in her mouth, and the aroma was fragrant and long-lasting.

Song Xier curled her lips: "It tastes good."

"Have you drank?" Mr. Shang looked at Song Xi'er and asked.

The old man's eyes were gentle and smiling, but Song Xi'er was so shocked that she almost lost her grip on the teacup in her hand.

She didn't dare to lie and told the truth: "I was lucky enough to drink at my cousin's place."

"Yes." Mr. Shang nodded: "This is indeed what he sent."

Song Xier's fingertips holding the teacup turned white quietly.

Mr. Shang looked kindly like an elder asking a younger one: "I heard that you and that boy from the Xiao family are getting married early next month?"

"...Yes." Song Xier nodded.

Mr. Shang said: "Although I have never met that child, I heard that he is Linlin's cousin, and his character must not be much different."

Song Xier said nothing and waited quietly.

"Marriage is a big event. Although you haven't changed your surname, you are still from my business. In this case, you can't be careless."

After Mr. Shang finished speaking, the butler on the side came over and handed Song Xier a thick booklet.

Song Xier hurriedly put down the teacup and took it.

"The master heard that you girls like romance, so I specially selected several foreign wedding venues." The housekeeper said from the side: "Miss Xi'er can see which one she likes."

A wedding venue abroad?

Song Xier's hand holding the booklet tightened and she raised her head: "Thank you, grandpa, this is too expensive."

"It's not worth a few bucks, just like it."

"But I guess I will let down grandpa's kindness." Song Xi'er hesitated and said, "To be honest, because the wedding day coincides with my cousin's engagement, I feel a little bad, so I plan to cancel it first."

Mr. Shang: "Cancel?"

"Yes." Song Xi'er nodded: "Besides, Xiao Jie and I both prefer traveling to get married. After discussing it together, we decided not to hold a wedding."

Because she was lying, and it was in front of Mr. Shang, Song Xier was extremely nervous, fearing that something would be seen, so she kept her head down when she spoke.

"No wedding?" Mr. Shang frowned.

"Yes." Song Xi'er nodded: "I haven't had time to tell my mother and Uncle Shang about this matter. I'm sorry for causing you trouble, grandpa."

Mr. Shang waved his hand: "I heard that something happened to your mother's side recently. Are you okay?"

Song Xi'er stood up hurriedly after hearing this: "I'm sorry, Grandpa, it's all my fault. It's me who caused trouble for the merchant."

Song Xi'er didn't know that Shang Zhenglin went to Huang's house to beat someone, but Mr. Shang suddenly came to her. The first thing she thought of was that Mrs. Zhou, whom she bit in the hospital, let him go to the police station again. Mr. Shang knew about it.

Looking at Song Xi'er who was hunched over and extremely nervous, Mr. Shang said slowly: "If you cause trouble, apologizing is the most useless solution."

Song Xi'er's expression changed and she clenched her fingers unconsciously: "Grandpa, I -"

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the study room. Before Mr. Shang could say anything, the door was opened from the outside.