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Song Ling took Shen Zhao into the car and left, preparing to go to the hospital.

There were a lot of cars on the road in the evening rush hour, Song Ling drove slowly, and the street lights outside the window flickered in and out.

Shen Zhao was sitting in the co-pilot, she suddenly turned her head to look at the person beside her, and asked softly, "Is Ajin the daughter of Aunt Xiang?"

Song Ling was slightly stunned, looking at the busy traffic in front of the car, and then hummed softly.

Shen Zhao received the answer, retracted her gaze, and did not continue to ask her.

The interior of the carriage returned to silence, only the sound of a horn or two came from outside the window from time to time, and no one spoke again.

"Does she not like me?" Shen Zhao finally couldn't bear it, and turned to Song Ling again.

Red light ahead, the car stopped.

Song Ling looked at her with a slightly startled expression, "Why do you say that?"

Shen Zhao lowered his eyes and said lightly, "I don't know."

She just had an illusion.

Song Ling caught a glimpse of her lonely side face, stretched out her hand to hold her, and her voice softened: "Don't think too much, A Jin has been abroad all year round, and her way of getting along with people will be a little different from ours. Today is her first time. Seeing you, if you said something wrong, don't take it to heart."

She is Song Ling's younger sister, no matter how stupid Shen Zhao is, he would never talk about her in front of Song Ling, she shook her hand and changed the subject with a smile: "No, she is very cute, she should be about my age, right? It just looks so thin, small and exquisite."

Song Ling said softly: "She was injured when she was young, and her heart was not good, so she has always been thin. She is actually several years older than you, but due to physical reasons, she did not go to school for two years, and she officially graduated this year."

She is not in good health... Shen Zhao blinked her eyes, listening to Song Ling's words, she suddenly felt distressed and sympathetic towards A Jin, and she mumbled, "So that's how it is."

"By the way, she said her name is Ajin. Is it just a single name? What kind of Jin?" Shen Zhao asked her.

Song Ling's hand holding the steering wheel paused, the green light ahead turned on, and she stepped on the accelerator to start the car.

Shen Zhao didn't know A Jin's real name, nor did he know that they were not related by blood at all.Song Ling hesitated for a moment, but in the end she still didn't tell her. She hummed tacitly and said, "It's the hibiscus of the hibiscus flower."

"Mujinhua..." Shen Zhaoqing murmured, then smiled, "Song Jin, it sounds very nice."

Hearing Shen Zhao's murmur, Song Ling suddenly flicked her wrist, and the tires of the car calmly drew an S on the road.

A lie is like a rolling snowball, as long as it doesn't stop, it will get bigger and bigger until the day when it can no longer be concealed.

Song Ling remained silent, feeling flustered and apprehensive for a moment.

She has no other choice but to conceal such things.

When the car arrived at the hospital, Shen Zhao and Song Ling stayed in the hospital until eight o'clock in the evening. Shen's father was not in a good condition recently. There were many adverse reactions caused by chemotherapy, and the stomach was one of them. He often vomited whatever he ate. Looking at his complexion, it seemed worse than before the operation.

Stomach is not good, can't eat, and people are getting thinner and thinner.

Meng Yunan was not in the hospital, she had taken a long vacation to go to Nancheng for her honeymoon, so other doctors were monitoring Father Shen's condition for the time being.

Shen Zhao looked at her father who was getting weaker and weaker. She didn't eat a few bites at night, and she was not in a good mood. Sour.

She is distressed.

After leaving the hospital, Song Ling looked at the sad Shen Zhao and knew her worry.

The illness came and went again and again, and it never got better.Although the operation was successful, the recovery after the bone marrow transplantation has always been problematic, and the whole person was tortured so painfully that he couldn't even get out of bed to go for a walk.

At night, a strong wind gradually blew up. As soon as Song Ling and Shen Zhao got off the elevator, the strong wind blew over, with a slight dampness, as if it was going to rain.

Shen Zhao felt uncomfortable, she followed Song Ling, and they walked towards the parking lot together.

Perhaps the weather was bad, the road was empty, and there was no one else but them.

Shen Zhao suddenly stopped, looked at the person a few steps away from him, and shouted: "Song Ling..."

Song Ling stopped and looked back at the person standing under the street lamp. The dim light shrouded her body. She was obviously the person standing under the light, but she felt in a daze that the person in front of her seemed to be about to fall from her in the next second. disappeared beside him.

Maybe it was Xiang Jin's sudden appearance that gave her a sense of crisis.

Song Ling stepped back and walked to her side. She looked at her with lowered eyebrows, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Shen Zhao's eyes were moist, she looked up at her, and asked her with a trembling voice, "Song Ling, will Dad leave me suddenly one day?"

Song Ling looked at her mournful eyes, and her heart trembled fiercely. She frowned, raised her hands to hold her face, and comforted her constantly: "Hey, don't think about it, nothing will happen, nothing will happen. ..."

She was comforting her, but it seemed that she was also comforting herself.

Shen Zhaoqing blinked her eyelashes, tears rolled down from her eye sockets, and a tear stain was drawn on her face, which made people feel distressed. She lowered her eyes, tears dripped from her eyes, she sucked her nose, Said: "I am an orphan, I have no relatives except my father... If, if he leaves me, I don't know what to do? Song Ling, I'm so scared, I'm really scared..."

Song Ling suddenly hugged her and comforted her: "No, you still have me, and I will never leave you."

Shen Zhao was buried in her neck, her jaw wet with moisture, she asked her in a whisper: "Really?"

Song Ling hummed, "Really."

Shen Zhao raised his head to look at her, his vision was blurred by tears, and the light was shattered and scattered in her eyes. She asked her, "Will you never leave for the rest of your life?"

Song Ling fixed her eyes, pursed her lips and was slightly startled for a moment, then agreed to her: "Well, I will never leave for the rest of my life."

Shen Zhao looked at her, she didn't know what was wrong with her, she didn't feel safe.

She was afraid of losing her father, her only relative, and Song Ling.

Just like losing Sier once, powerless and helpless.

Shen Zhao looked up at her and said sobbingly, "But I always feel that you don't belong to me alone."

Song Ling paused, then suddenly grinned, and asked her, "I don't belong to you, so who does it belong to?"

"I don't know..." Shen Zhao swallowed the soreness in his throat, fixed her eyes, and said in a daze.

Song Ling's eyes flickered, she was a little abnormal today, Xiang Jin's appearance, obviously nothing happened, but it really made the relationship between them delicate.

"Azhao, if one day I don't love you anymore, what will you do?"

Shen Zhao's eyes paused slightly, as if he forgot to respond for a while.

She hadn't thought about it, or maybe she didn't want to think about it.

If it was before, she must have felt that Song Ling let her go, she regained her freedom, and she no longer needs to be controlled by others.

She could go back to her Si'er and regain the love she had to give up.

But this is impossible, because Song Ling will not let her go, so she never thinks about it.

But then, everything changed.

She never thought, nor did she dare to think, that she would fall in love with Song Ling, a person who threatened her.

This is a kind of sickness.

She looked at Song Ling and said slowly, "I will leave and never see you again."

Song Ling's heart trembled slightly, she spoke lightly, as if she was talking about a very ordinary thing, but it seemed to stir up a thousand waves in her heart.

She embraced her with both hands, clasped her tightly in her arms, and said fiercely: "There won't be such a day, Ah Zhao, I don't want you to leave me."

Shen Zhao was clasped in her arms, with his chin resting on her shoulder, and was forced to look up at the pitch black sky, without a single star or moon, only boundless darkness.

She rubbed her earlobe, with endless nostalgia, and said in a gentle voice: "So, don't stop loving me, okay?"

Song Ling responded to her: "Okay."

-

Qingyun Bay Villa, a black Audi car stopped at the door.

Xiang Jin sat in the back seat of the car and did not get out of the car for a long time.

The person in the driver's seat was Feng Rou. Song Ling arranged for Ji Mingshu to send Xiang Jin back to Xiang Wanhua's place. Feng Rou took the initiative to ask for Ying, and made a trip for Ji Mingshu to assign the work to her.

Ji Mingshu didn't doubt it, it was just a pick-up job, so he gave her the car keys without even thinking about it.

She worked as a secretary in the Song Group for six years, keeping a low profile, and no one knew her true identity.

"Is it true?" Xiang Jin asked in a cold voice.

Feng Rou hummed: "It's in the drawer in her office. When Shen Zhao disappeared last time, she used it once, and then she didn't use it again."

Xiang Jin didn't care, and casually ordered: "Find a time to tell her if you don't intend to. When the line is almost closed, when you are heartbroken, call Dahei's gang to go over and completely destroy her in the name of Song Ling." .”

She opened the door and was about to get out of the car.

Feng Rou looked at the person in the rearview mirror, her eyes were cold and without any warmth.

She didn't have much contact with her, so as not to arouse the suspicion of Song Ling and Ji Mingshu. Over the years, the number of times they communicated was almost infrequent.

She stayed in the Song family to gain trust based on time, so that it would be convenient when she needed it in the future, so that she would not have any clues about her connections.

Just like now.

That person has money and does things for others.

She didn't have the right to question anything, but she still reminded her in the end: "Her heart is always with you. If you want to take Song Ling back, you can just drive her away. Why do you have to be so desperate?"

Xiang Jin stopped what she was doing, glanced over again, and suddenly chuckled and said, "It takes seven inches to hit a snake, and death to kill, don't you understand the truth? What's more, it's a matter between them. It's over, let her find out by herself, I just pushed. There are no innocent people in this world, she broke in, there is only one dead end, Song Ling should be blamed, who told her to pull people in , the substitute... is extremely ridiculous!"

After she finished speaking, she didn't look at her again, opened the door and got out of the car, leaving Feng Rou alone in the car.

She lowered her eyes lightly, staring at the steering wheel in her hand, and heard a bang in the trunk of the car, and then closed it.

It was a trap from beginning to end, even Song Ling herself was deceived, the person in front of her was more terrifying than she imagined.She was only nine years old at the time, she bet her life and won the game, causing Song Ling to plunge into it, and kept her in the bottom of her heart for more than ten years.

Even Song Ling was played around by her, let alone Shen Zhao.

How vicious it is to kill someone!