Reborn with his cute dad to pick up trash at sea

"Where are you taking Didi?"

Xiao Mingxuan's voice was terrified and sharp.

Song Siyuan was like an enraged beast at this moment. He pounced on Xiao Ya's urn and hugged it.

"Don't be afraid, Didi. I will protect you and won't let anyone bully you."

When Liu Jing saw this scene, she curled her lips coldly.

"Song Siyuan, are you sure you want to dirty my reincarnation path?"

The corners of Song Siyuan's mouth trembled. He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't speak. He just hugged the urn tighter. He didn't look like a business elite at all.

"Pull him away!"

Liu Jing instructed the bodyguard.

The bodyguards were afraid of damaging the urn and tried to get it for a long time.

At this time, the door of a room near the deck of the cruise ship opened and a man who looked like an assistant came out.

He walked to Song Siyuan with an expressionless face and chopped him on the neck. Song Siyuan fainted immediately. He was muttering something before he fainted, but no one paid attention.

"Ms. Liu, Mr. Song said that the ship is ready and the time is almost up. Don't delay Miss Xiao's business."

After saying that, he glanced at Song Siyuan who had fainted on the ground, "Don't bother with the strangers, lest you offend Miss Xiao."

Liu Jing nodded.

Everyone was very curious about the assistant who suddenly came out. When they heard him say "Mr. Song", they thought he was Song Qiao, the head of the Song Group. After all, Xiao Di was also the daughter-in-law of the Song family who had not yet married into the family.

But the assistant also said that Song Siyuan was an outsider, which is intriguing. Without Mr. Song's order, could an assistant call the young master of the Song family an outsider?

But there wasn't much time to think about it.

"No! No!"

"Give Didi back to me, give it back to me!"

"My dear Didi, where are you taking her?"

Xiao Mingxuan chased after Liu Jing and the others.

Liu Jing took the urn handed to her by the bodyguard without turning her head, and gently stroked the photo on it.

"Senior, I will send you off for the last time. May you be well in the afterlife."

Xiao Mingxuan chased after them and said, "Give Didi back. I want to take her back and put her with her mother."

At this time, another bodyguard came over holding a box wrapped in black cloth, and Liu Jing had already arrived at the side of the ship.

She said coldly to Xiao Mingxuan: "Senior sister left a separate will. If she unfortunately passes away, aunt's ashes will be scattered in the sea with her, so that mother and daughter will be together and never separate again!"

Xiao Mingxuan looked at the two urns put together in horror. The photos on them were so similar, but he knew that one of them was of his deceased wife!

"No!"

His eyes went dark as he recalled how his late wife had held his hand and asked him to take good care of their daughter when she passed away. Then he looked at his daughter who was smiling brightly beside him. He could no longer hold back and spit out a mouthful of blood, then fainted.

Liu Jing sneered. She couldn’t stand this.

"Junior, I'll take care of things here, you do yours, don't delay the auspicious time."

When Song Siyuan was shameless, Tong Zhiwen wanted to do something, but was suppressed by Tong Rong. There was nothing he could do because the Tong family did not want to make enemies with the Song family.

Now that Xiao Mingxuan has fallen, he took over and could do something for his senior sister, which made him feel better.

Liu Jing said coldly: "Thank you, Senior."

On the last leg of the journey, she didn’t want anything to go wrong or ruin everything.

Tong Zhiwen was a little embarrassed: "Of course I should."

Compared to what Liu Jing did, his work was nothing. After saying that, he quickly asked the doctor on board to give him first aid and contact an ambulance to go to the hospital.

I can't die, otherwise my bad reputation will be washed away.

Xiao Ya looked at Song Siyuan lying on the ground with a gloomy look in her eyes and gritted her teeth.

After Liu Jing's commotion today, everyone had some suspicions, but there was no factual evidence. If she went forward to take care of Song Siyuan now, it would be glaring evidence. No, there is still a long way to go. Brother Siyuan, take care of yourself!

Thinking of this, she caught up with Xiao Mingxuan. Now that she was staying here, she might as well coax Xiao Mingxuan.

A wheelchair drove out from the back door, and sitting in the wheelchair was an extremely handsome man. At this moment, his eyes were slightly red, and his expression was lonely and sad.

Perhaps he hadn't had a good rest for a long time, his face looked a little pale and thin, except for the cinnabar mole under the left corner of his eye, which was bright and vivid.

"Mr. Song, can you still hold on?"

The assistant Wu Hongji asked in a low voice. He was very worried. Since receiving the news, the man in front of him had hardly slept an eye and was on the verge of collapse.

If the others were still there, someone would recognize that the man being called Mr. Song was actually Song Jingchen, the eldest son of the Song Group.

At that time, the eldest boy of the Song family was only sixteen years old. He was extremely talented and showed amazing talent in the business world. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. When everyone was envious of him, an accident happened. A car accident ended a bright star and took away Song Jingchen's legs. From then on, Song Jingchen lived abroad and never returned to China.

Now, no one knows when he will come back.

"nothing."

Song Jingchen stared at Song Siyuan on the ground with cold eyes and said only one word.

Wu Hongji said no more and pushed the wheelchair to the top deck, where the view was wider, making it easier for Mr. Song to see him off for the last time.

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