Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

In the evening, when the cage was delivered, Song Qing was arranging books in the study, and hurried downstairs when he heard the doorbell.

The cage was bought ready-made and did not need to be assembled. The master mover asked him where to put it, and he pointed to the garden behind the house.

Song Qing spread out the soft cushions and yelled "Dabai" several times, but she didn't respond.

Song Qing walked towards the living room suspiciously, shouting all the way, when she just arrived at the living room, there was the sound of something falling to the ground upstairs.

broken!He left the study door open when he came out, and Song Qing rushed upstairs in three steps.

The study room, which was imprinted in the eyes, lived up to expectations, and Song Qing sighed and grabbed the murderer who was still raging, hurried back to the garden, and locked Dabai in.

"You..." Song Qing was so angry that she wanted to scold the dog, but as soon as Dabai entered the cage, she lay down in the corner aggrieved and looked at Song Qing pitifully. Will pretend to be pitiful."

He wasn't reading Dabai anymore, and turned back to his study to tidy up.

He helped up the chair that had been knocked down, and the desk was also unsightly. The dog's paws swept the recording pen to the ground. Song Qing felt that it was not safe to put it in the study, so she took it back to the bedroom.

He opened the bedside table and was about to throw the recording pen in, but there was an identical recording pen lying in the bedside table.

How come there are two?Song Qing's hand that was put in stopped.

He pressed the two recording pens in turn, and the content was the same.

So... Shen Yu Guan didn't enter his room, but someone gave Shen Yu Guan another one, and it was his name.

Song Qing felt dizzy for a while. He picked up his phone and dialed the number he hadn't contacted for almost a month.

The phone beeped for a while, and Mrs. Song finally picked it up. Song Qing didn't even feel polite, and said bluntly, "Did you send another recorder to Shen Yuguan?"

"Shen Yuguan is so calm, why did you come to see you today?" Mrs. Song answered the wrong question.

Song Qing asked sharply, "I agree, why do you still do this!"

"Just in case," Mrs. Song said casually, "Who knows if you care about Lian Yan's mother and daughter?"

Song Qing growled into the phone, "I don't care, I won't let you threaten me!"

Mrs. Song clicked her tongue and said with a smile, "That's not sure. Besides, you are not willing to threaten Shen Yuguan, I helped you take this step, shouldn't you thank me?"

Thank you, Mrs. Song has the nerve to say such a thing.

Song Qing was so angry that she couldn't even hold her phone, "I don't need it!"

Mrs. Song didn't care about Song Qing's anger at all, she said, "Since you have the time to call me, it seems that Shen Yuguan agreed."

"Okay, quite capable."

Song Qing said, "How many of these things have you prepared?"

"Don't worry, it's just these two." Mrs. Song turned around and said coldly, "Next Wednesday is your father's birthday. Many famous nobles, politicians and businessmen will come. I hope you will come too."

Song Qing laughed mockingly, she didn't want them to go, but Shen Yuguan.

"Shenyu Temple has fallen out with me, I can't do it."

"Then this is your business, don't let me down." After Madam Song finished speaking, she hung up without hesitation.

Immediately, he received a message on WeChat, which was a video from Mrs. Song.

Song Qing clicked on the video, it was Lian Yan and her sister.

Lian Yan was much thinner than in the photo, with a skin on her skeleton, looking tired, she crouched and hugged the little girl, pointed at the camera, and said softly to the little girl, "Ninny, have a few words with brother. "

That face, which is very similar to Song Qing, put on a bright smile innocently, and called obediently, "Brother, my name is Lian Fu, and my nickname is Nannan. I have seen pictures of my brother. He is so pretty. I like you so much, brother, can you come and see my daughter when you are free?"

Lian Fu said a few words before being carried down, only Lian Yan was left in the camera, with a wry smile, "Sorry, I have caused you trouble again."

"Are you... how are you doing? I'm really sorry for you, I'm sorry..."

At the end of the video, Lian Yan cried and said sorry with guilt.

After a long time, Song Qing put down her phone, fell into the bed in a dejected manner, and stared at the pure white ceiling in bewilderment.

The blood relationship is really wonderful, Lian Yan didn't raise him for a day, yet he couldn't bear to shed Lian Yan's tears.

He suddenly thought, how nice it was for Lian Yan to take him away, if he hadn't lived in the Song family, would he be happier now.

Early the next morning, Song Qing took Dabai to the pet hospital to get vaccinated. Dabai was like a typical nester, jumping around at home, but he was very honest at the pet hospital.

The pet doctor who vaccinated him couldn't help but praise him for being good.

Song Qing smiled and said, "It's a lot of trouble at home."

The pet doctor is a young beta, elegant and handsome, with a warm smile, even Dabai couldn't help but wag his tail and rub against him.

Song Qing scolded, "You perverted dog, don't mess around."

"Hahaha it's okay." The veterinarian rubbed the dog's head, took out his phone and said to Song Qing, "Would you like to add my WeChat account, so you can contact me directly if you have anything to do with the dog in the future."

"Okay." Song Qing scanned his QR code, "Doctor, what's your name?"

"Xu Che, more than two people, completely thorough." Xu Che agreed to the request and replied.

Song Qing nodded and changed the note to Dr. Xu.

Just after changing the notes, a phone call came in.

Xu Che teased Dabai, and when Song Qing finished answering the phone, she looked flustered and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

Song Qing took a taxi anxiously, and the place was the provincial hospital. He looked at Xu Che pleadingly, "Doctor Xu, something happened to my family, can I ask you to check Dabai for me? I'll pick him up when I'm ready."

Xu Che repeatedly agreed, and comforted him, "Okay, don't worry, it will be fine."

Before he finished speaking, Song Qing rushed out.

When Song Qing arrived at the Provincial Hospital, his hands and feet felt weak. He quickly asked which floor the medical ward of the guiding desk was on, and hurriedly got on the elevator.

When he found the ward, there were a lot of people around him, Shen's father, Shen's mother and other relatives. Mr. Shen was lying on the hospital bed, with a white gauze around his head, bloodshot faintly oozing from his forehead, but he was still full of energy. Cursing people, only the voice leaked a little sickness, "Why are there so many people here? Am I dead? Go away!"

Seeing this scene, Song Qing's beating heart finally calmed down. He received a call from the housekeeper, saying that the old man had fallen, and when he was sent to the hospital, he almost fell down.

The old man glanced at Song Qing, and immediately stopped talking, changed his face, and waved at Song Qing kindly, "Why is granddaughter-in-law here? Come here, come here."

There were too many people standing in front of the hospital bed, and Song Qing couldn't squeeze through, so she stood at the end of the bed and asked concerned, "Grandpa, are you okay?"

"Alright!" The old man replied, pushing away the person in front of the hospital bed with his empty hands, and said impatiently, "Go and do whatever you want, don't surround me, it's in the way."

Seeing that the old man was really fine, everyone retreated out one after another, not wanting to be scolded by the old man again.

After the crowd dispersed, Song Qing noticed Shen Yuguan.

Shen Yuguan sat quietly on the sofa, peeling apples for the old man, and his hair, which was neatly combed on weekdays, was completely wet with sweat, falling down on his forehead and covering his eyes.

When he looked over, Shen Yuguan just raised his head, and there was no extra emotion in his eyes. In the next second, he staggered his eyes and continued to complete the great task in hand.

"Come and sit here." The old man pointed to the chair in front of the hospital bed.

Song Qing sat down obediently, with her back to Shen Yuguan.

The old man sized up Song Qing, and angrily scolded Shen Yuguan, "Stinky boy, are you bullying granddaughter-in-law again! Why has granddaughter-in-law lost so much weight?"

The old man made a lot of noise, Song Qing was afraid that he would open his wound again, so he said quickly, "No, it's because I have lost my appetite recently."

Shen Yuguan peeled the apple, cut it into pieces, and put it on the bed cabinet. He put it on Song Qing's shoulder, and said calmly, "I don't dare."

He turned around and pulled out a chair, sat next to Song Qing, pressed against Song Qing's ear, and said softly, "Really? Wife."