After I was released from prison, I had a flash marriage with a boss who was in a vegetative state

Erbao hesitated for a moment and called out in a low voice: "Mom..."

Song Mingyi opened her arms and took Er Bao into her arms. She looked at Lu Yimo who was standing aside, hugged him as well, and then responded.

At this moment, the hesitation and uneasiness in Erbao's heart seemed to be soothed by something.

He hugged Song Mingyi harder, and suddenly he understood why his cheap brother liked Song Mingyi so much.

because……

Song Mingyi is really good.

If everyone has the mother they want in their heart.

Then the mother in his heart is like Song Mingyi.

Song Mingyi held the two children, feeling at peace in her heart.

The pain of losing her child that had been biting her all the time was relieved at this moment.

Even though Song Mingyi and Doctor Xie both told him that Lu Shenxing was fine, Lu Yimo still stayed in the villa and refused to leave.

Song Mingyi knew that this was the shadow brought to him by Lu Shenxing's previous accident.

Seeing Lu Yimo like this, Song Mingyi felt very sorry for this child.

So even though he knew he would be exposed, he still couldn't help but add a specially prepared tonic to Lu Shenxing's food to help him regain his health.

With her help, Lu Shenxing quickly became more energetic.

Song Mingyi also followed back to the Lu Group.

Then he met an uninvited guest, Song Yuyao.

She was taken away by the police before, and according to the crime she committed, she would have to be locked up for at least a year.

But now, he was released within less than a month.

"Song Mingyi, are you disappointed to see me?"

"It's hard to talk about it. After all, being beaten to death has always been Xiaoqiang's unique trademark."

Song Yuyao's expression changed and she cursed: "Xiaoqiang, are you calling me a cockroach?"

"You're wrong. I'm not scolding you. I'm praising you for your vitality. Look at how energetic you are now. It doesn't look like you've been in a detention center for more than half a month."

"You!" Song Yuyao suppressed her anger: "Song Mingyi, I'm not here to talk nonsense with you. I have something I need you to help me with. Give me the design you designed for Lu Mingzhu!"

Song Mingyi looked at Song Yuyao with concern and asked, "Are you sick? You must have been burned, right? Otherwise, how could you say such ridiculous things."

"So, you are unwilling to give me the design?"

"Why should I give you the blueprint?"

"Song Mingyi, if you are willing to give me the design and help the Song family overcome the current difficulties, I will convince my father to recognize you again when I go back and let you continue to be the eldest lady of the Song family."

"Then thank you very much, but I don't need it."

"No need? How could you not need it? Song Mingyi, don't think that now that you are Master Yin Si, you can ignore the Song family by achieving some achievements! Let me tell you, a woman who has no roots and is abandoned by her family will always be ignored. Look down on her and it will always leave a mark of shame on her!”

"Are you done? If you're done, please come back. Han Bing will see you off."

Han Bing came over immediately: "Miss Song, please."

"Song Mingyi, are you really so unkind?"

Song Mingyi opened the design drawing and didn't want to look at Song Yuyao again.

"Song Mingyi! You don't care about the Song family. Don't you even care about the relics your mother left behind?"

"Wait a moment."

Han Bing stopped and Song Yuyao adjusted her sleeves and said with a sneer: "I thought you really didn't care anymore!"

Song Mingyi said coldly: "I have never heard that my mother left any relics. Song Yuyao, do you really think that I will believe you if you make up such a lie?"

"If you really didn't believe me, you wouldn't have called your assistant, but asked her to drive me out directly! I still have the same condition. If you want to get the relic, just give me the design and help the Song family overcome obstacles!"

"But...it's not impossible to show you something in order to convince you."

Song Yuyao said, took out her phone, found a photo and handed it to Song Mingyi.

The jewelry box in the photo is very worn, with a lot of paint peeling off the surface and covered with dust.

But Song Mingyi recognized this jewelry box at first sight.

She remembered that her mother would clean this jewelry box every day.

Even when you are seriously ill.

It was as if this jewelry box contained rare treasures, which were more important than her daughter.

When she was thirteen, her mother passed away.

Song Hongshan married Shen Yumei.

Her life took a turn for the worse, and she struggled desperately every day to live a better life. As time went by, she forgot about this jewelry box.

Song Mingyi only glanced at it and then looked away. She sneered and said, "It is true that this jewelry box was left by my mother. But this is just a worn-out jewelry box. You actually want to use this jewelry box to exchange for the one Song and I have." Design drawing? Are you too greedy? This is neither an equal exchange nor a business attitude."

"This is your mother's relic! Why don't you change it?"

"Even if my mother were here, she wouldn't let me do such a loss-making business."

"However, seeing as you have worked so hard to find this jewelry box, I can't let you work in vain. You can put forward a condition, and I will give you a design drawing, or some other condition."

"No, the conditions I just proposed are indispensable!"

"In this case, there is no need to talk. Let Han Bing see the guests off."

"Miss Song, please."

"Just leave! I don't believe you really don't care!"

Song Yuyao turned around and walked out the door.

One step, two steps, she waited for Song Mingyi to call her.

However, she had already left the office, and Song Mingyi didn't even speak.

Song Yuyao couldn't help but turned back and shouted at Song Mingyi: "Song Mingyi, is your heart made of stone? This is your mother's relic, don't you even care!"

How could there be such a person!

In the novels she had read, the heroines often endured various humiliations and unfair conditions for a relic of their mother or a company left behind. How could it not work for Song Mingyi?

When Song Mingyi heard Song Yuyao's words, she knew that she had made the right bet.

In fact, she had seen her mother's jewelry box before out of curiosity.

There were only a few cheap jewelry inside, the kind that you could pick out two pieces at the night market for ten yuan.

This kind of thing has no value to Song Yuyao.

For me, it only has value because it was left by my mother.

"Stop talking nonsense like this and just put forward your conditions."

"I want the design of the dress you designed for Lu Mingzhu, the coming-of-age ceremony." Song Yuyao knew that Lu Mingzhu had always been obsessed with that design. If she could submit the design, Lu Mingzhu would definitely look at her differently. .

With the favor of the eldest lady of the Lu family, her life will be much easier in the future.