After a secret marriage, the heir to a wealthy family asks to make it public every day

Knowing that Yang Guiyun would not have much time to take care of her mother before Chang Dengpan's high school entrance examination, Song Jinshu would go to accompany her grandmother whenever she had time.

They all felt that the fate between them was quite miraculous. The old lady didn't get along with her daughter, but she loved this non-blood-related granddaughter very much, so much so that Song Jinshu had been thinking about her grandmother all these years and now took her out to live with her in her old age.

In fact, the old lady was reluctant to leave home, but her daughter-in-law was too domineering, and her son was often not at home because he drove a big truck, so she did not serve him at home.

Although she is far away from her hometown now, at least there is someone to take care of her, cook for her, and chat with her every day. She can also see her daughter and granddaughter often. The old lady is content.

When Song Jinshu was having lunch with the old man, her cell phone rang.

Picking up the phone, Song Jinshu said, "Grandma, let me take a call!"

Walking aside, Song Jinshu said, "Lawyer Zhou!"

"Jinshu, Moran's case will go to court the day after tomorrow morning!" Zhou Qin's voice came from the microphone.

Song Jinshu was a little surprised, "So fast!"

"The case is too big and the public opinion is too strong. The sooner the trial is held, the sooner the case will be closed." Zhou Qin said with some regret, "It's not open to the public, so you won't have the chance to watch the trial."

Song Jinshu hummed, "Then can her parents go?"

"No way!" Zhou Qin sighed, "It's better not to go! I can't give you a light sentence!"

Song Jinshu nodded, "I understand! Thank you, Lawyer Zhou!"

"My sister-in-law is so polite to me!" Zhou Qin smiled.

Song Jinshu couldn't laugh, "Things outside the company only cause trouble for Lawyer Zhou."

After hanging up the phone, Song Jinshu returned to the dining table and sat down. "Grandma, I won't be here to have lunch with you tomorrow. I have to go see my best friend's parents."

"Best friend?" The old lady didn't understand this new word.

Song Jinshu explained, "Best friends are very good friends."

"Oh oh, go ahead!"

The next day, Song Jinshu took gifts and went to visit Mulan's parents with Qi Min'er.

But when they knocked on the door, they found that the owner had changed.

Song Jinshu asked: "Excuse me, do you know where the uncle and aunt who used to live here moved to?"

The man pointed downstairs and said, "They sold the house to us and rented our garage."

Song Jinshu and Qi Min'er hurried downstairs and came to the converted garage, but they did not dare to knock on the door.

"I'll do it!" Seeing that she didn't move, Qi Min'er walked up and knocked on the door.

It was Moran's father who opened the door. His expression changed when he saw them and he was about to close the door.

"Uncle!" Qi Min'er stepped forward and held the door. "Jinshu, come in quickly!"

Song Jinshu quickly squeezed in and saw the person lying on the bed, "Auntie!"

She put down what she was holding, walked quickly to the bed, and saw clearly the face of Mo's mother on the bed.

It has been a short time since we last met, but Mo's mother has become very thin and her eyes have lost their luster.

"Auntie!" Song Jinshu squatted beside the bed and looked at Mo's mother, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Mo's mother suddenly smiled, "Jinshu, you're here!"

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Song Jinshu asked, then felt that she shouldn't ask, "I won't ask anymore."

Mo's father's voice rang out behind her, "Your aunt insisted on selling the house to pay off Mo Lan's debts. After paying it off, she realized that this little money was completely useless and couldn't help Mo Lan get a reduced sentence. She got so angry that she couldn't get up, eat, or get out of bed. Gradually, this became the case."

"Uncle, please send Auntie to the hospital!" Song Jinshu stood up and said to Father Mo.

Father Mo was a little embarrassed and whispered: "It will cost a lot of money to stay in the hospital!"

"Jinshu!" Mo's mother suddenly spoke loudly, but her voice sounded very abnormal, "Don't tell him. He hopes that I will die soon so that he can find someone younger."

Qi Min'er and Song Jinshu were both stunned and didn't know how to respond.

After thinking for a while, Song Jinshu advised: "Uncle, let's send Aunt to the hospital for a few days for treatment. It's better to give her some nutrient solution than this!"

Father Mo pondered in silence.

Qi Miner couldn't bear it any longer, "Uncle Mo, you can't do this! Even if you really have an idea, it doesn't necessarily have to happen... divorce is also possible!"

"What are you talking about!" Father Mo became anxious and yelled at Qi Min'er.

Song Jinshu walked over and separated the two of them, "Uncle, I'll pay for Aunt's hospitalization. Can I call 120?"

Seeing that Mr. Mo remained silent, Song Jinshu took out his cell phone and dialed 120, then packed up things for Mr. Mo.

When the ambulance arrived, Mo's mother was lifted into the car, Qi Min'er followed into the ambulance, and Song Jinshu followed in the car.

After arriving at the hospital and going to the emergency room, I was quickly given an admission order and assigned to a ward.

Checking the time, Song Jinshu said to Qi Min'er, "Min'er, go back to work! I'll take a leave in the afternoon, make arrangements for my aunt, find a nurse, and then go back."

"Then I'll come after work."

Song Jinshu called He Yu and asked for the caregiver's contact number.

After asking her about the details, He Yu said, "Jinshu, don't worry about it. I'll find a nurse and ask her to get over there as soon as possible."

Song Jinshu thanked him and sat down in front of Mo's mother's bed. She looked at Mo's mother, and Mo's mother looked at her, and both of them shed tears.

"Jinshu, thank you!" Mo's mother said softly, "I was upset at first, but then he started to have evil thoughts. When I feel better, I will divorce him."

Song Jinshu couldn't say anything, so she could only say, "Auntie, you must listen to the doctor and get better soon."

"Well, thank you, Jinshu!" Mo's mother added, "My salary card is with him now. When I get better, I will report the loss and apply for a new salary card. I can support myself."

Seeing Mo's mother crying, Song Jinshu wiped her tears with a tissue and said, "You should take good care of yourself first, and don't worry about the money."

"Mo Lan is really too greedy to not cherish a good friend like you! You are a good kid!"

When the nurse came to give Mo's mother an IV, the caregiver also arrived. She was a strong middle-aged woman. When she saw Song Jinshu, she said respectfully, "Madam, Assistant He asked me to accompany you."

"What's your last name?" Song Jinshu stood up and asked.

The nurse said: "My last name is Wen!"

"Okay, Sister Wen, the one who needs your care is my aunt. You have to take good care of her. If you need anything, just call me." Song Jinshu asked for the nurse's cell phone number and called her. "This is my cell phone number. Call me if you have any problem."

The nurse nodded, "Okay, ma'am!"

Song Jinshu bent down and said to Mo's mother, "Auntie, you should have a good rest. If you have any problem, let Sister Wen help you. I'm going to work and will come to see you after work."

"Okay!" Perhaps because she felt too insecure, Mo's mother did not say no to letting Song Jinshu come.

Now she can't see her daughter Mulan and can only rely on Song Jinshu.