The Devil President is a Baddy!

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"In fact, what are you?" Zhu Wenli asked when she saw her speechlessness.

"Nothing, I just want to say that I and him are still in the run-in period with each other, and they will not necessarily be together in the end." Su Yihan thought for a while, and finally did not explain her relationship with Leng Xichen to her.

"What's going on? Why don't you necessarily be together in the end? Xichen is a man of integrity and considers things carefully. The most important thing is that he is still thinking about you. Are you still dissatisfied with him?" Hearing her In terms of words, Zhu Wenli is really puzzled.

Leng Xichen treats her very well, even her people can see clearly. If she is 20 years younger, she wants to compete with her for such a man. She can't figure out what Su Yihan has to worry about.

"No, he is very good, but I am not good enough." Su Yihan shook his head.

If she does n’t know that his true lover is back, maybe she can deceive herself and convince herself that she is the one he likes, but now she already knows the existence of the woman and has returned, she knows that she will come back sooner or later. Leng Xichen.

These words kept holding in her heart, as if a big rock pressed against her heart, making her breathless. "If in the past, you can say that you are not good enough, I can understand, but you are now the sole heir of our Song family. Although it is not as powerful as their cold family, but we are also one of the largest companies in the country. How can you Say you are not good enough? "Thought she thought she was worthy

Not to Leng Xichen, Zhu Wenli persuaded.

"Forget it, let's talk about these things later. I just want you and grandpa to get well soon." Su Yihan stopped this topic when she didn't want to continue talking about her.

Zhu Wenli wanted to persuade her again, but Leng Xichen knocked on the door and walked in at this time.

"Auntie, the transfer procedures have been completed, let's go now." Leng Xichen said, walking in front of the two.

"Good." Zhu Wenli nodded, then asked deliberately, "You are always reassuring, when are you going to hold the wedding?"

Host a wedding?

Why did she talk about this ...

Hearing these words, Su Yihan lowered her head.

"This depends on the meaning." Leng Xichen deliberately threw all the questions to her.

"Mom, what are you talking about? You and grandpa are still not healed. How can I be concerned about personal things?" Su Yihan moved them out to be their own shields.

But she was right in saying this, even though she and Leng Xichen were really a pair, but now her two family members are still lying in bed, she has no intention to care about other issues.

"Of course my biggest wish with your grandfather is to see you happy." Zhu Wenli persuaded again.

"It's not too early. Let's go to Grandpa's side. We haven't passed today. He must be looking forward to us." Suddenly ending this topic, Su Yihan pushed his mother out of the ward.

She deliberately avoided.

Looking at her back leaving quickly, Leng Xichen was really unpredictable. In any case, after Master Song's health is better and he can speak freely, he must openly and honestly clarify things with her.

Several people came to Ren Ai Hospital together, and there was already a separate VIP ward prepared for Zhu Wenli in advance.

By the time they pushed Zhu Wenli into the ward, and then he lay down on the hospital bed, it was already noon.

"Okay, I'm okay now. Go and have lunch. Don't be hungry for me." Zhu Wenli wanted to send the two away before going to Song Shirong's ward.

"No hurry, I'll go eat after you have eaten." Su Yihan lightly rejected her proposal.

"Master, you asked the kitchen to prepare the dishes." Feng Deming knocked on the door and walked in and said to him.

"Get it there and put it away." Leng Xichen pointed her finger at the small table in the rest area next to it.

"Yes." Feng Deming responded and gestured to the servants behind him.

Soon, four dishes and one soup were put on the small table.

"Xichen, you are ..." Zhu Wenli frowned when she saw the dishes.

"I'm worried that the dishes in the hospital will not meet your appetite, so I ordered the people in the kitchen to make a few small dishes." Leng Xichen explained to her.

Since he had tasted a dish in the hospital cafeteria that time, he had a deep fear of the hospital food. So this time when he was around the hospital there, he called to let the kitchen staff rush to make the lunch and bring it directly to here.

He was too thoughtful ... how could she find a chance to start ...

Although Zhu Wenli was very angry, she didn't show it on the surface.

"I didn't think you even considered this, it's really rare!" Her face was also amazed at him with a pretentious look.

"Xichen, thank you!" Su Yihan expressed his sincere gratitude to him.

Just now she was still struggling where to buy lunch for Zhu Wenli. Although she was not disgusted with the food in the cafeteria, Zhu Wenli was used to the taste of the mountain and the sea. Should she not like the food in the cafeteria?

Unexpectedly, Leng Xichen thought and solved it for her in advance. I have to say that he really considered the problem too comprehensively.

There is no need for her to worry about him.

Is it so polite with him?

Leng Xichen glanced at her, and then said: "Let's eat while it's hot. It will be cold later."

It seems that this can only be done now. Zhu Wenli sighed in her heart and pretended to be happy to have lunch with them.

After eating, Su Yihan and Leng Xichen went to Grandpa's ward.

Originally, Zhu Wenli wanted to go, but Su Yihan, on the grounds that her leg was injured and needed more rest, plus she didn't want to let grandpa see it more worried, so she refused her request.

If this continues, when will she be able to win?

Lying alone in the hospital bed, Zhu Wenli thought anxiously.

The more critical issue is that she does not know when the dead old man will restore language function. In case he suddenly can speak one day and shakes all her things out, her good days will not end. ?

Thinking of this, she became more restless.

"Grandpa!" Entering Song Shirong's ward, Su Yihan saw him with his eyes open.

Seeing her, his turbid eyes light up instantly.

"I'm sorry, Grandpa. I have something to do in the morning. I will not come to see you until now." Su Yihan said deliberately and vaguely that he didn't want to worry about his mother's car accident.

This turned out to be the case. Just now he was worried about death. He was really afraid that Zhu Wenli's woman would do something bad to her.

But why didn't the woman come?

Thinking this way, Song Shirong subconsciously glanced behind her.

"Grandpa, are you looking for a mother? She suffered a bit of cold, so I let her rest at home, but it's not very serious, you don't have to worry." Guess he should be looking for someone, Su Yihan added.

Didn't she come to the hospital together? This is great!

Song Shirong opened his mouth and wanted to speak. He had to take this opportunity to tell his granddaughter that she was not Zhu Wenli's daughter, and then grab the woman.

For the past two days, he has been lying in bed and has been thinking about the events of the past. Although he still hasn't figured out some things, some things have become clear. At that time, he was still wondering why Xu Xianya would suddenly disappear, and took the initiative to bring her and Jieer's daughter to Zhu Wenli back to their Song family. Word, saying that she has no ability to raise, so she brought her granddaughter back

, So I didn't ask any more questions. Now that I think about it, Xu Xianya's disappearance is probably planned by Zhu Wenli.

"Grandpa, do you want to say something to me?" Su Yihan asked, looking at him with his mouth open and struggling to talk to her.

"Ah! Ah!" He opened his mouth without giving up, trying to make his words clear, but desperately, he couldn't even pronounce a single sound.

"Grandpa, don't be anxious. The doctor said that your illness will get better soon. You must relax now to recover quickly!" Su Yihan comforted that he was worried that he could not restore language function.

No! I want you to worry about Zhu Wenli's woman! Song Shirong opened his mouth, anxious in his heart, a very simple sentence, but at this moment he could not say anything.

"Mr. Song should be trying to tell you something important." Seeing that he was sweating forehead, Leng Xichen said.

Is it an important thing?

Su Yihan looked at the old man lying on the bed: "Grandpa, what do you want to tell me?"

"Ah! Ah!" Song Shirong said twice, still speechless.

"Grandpa, don't worry, just say slowly." Su Yihan comforted him with a look of anxiety.

"Ah! Ah!" Song Shirong whispered a few more syllables. It's a pity that although he has done his best, he still can't make it clear.

"Xi Chen, what is Grandpa talking about?" He couldn't understand what he wanted to express. Su Yihan had to turn to the man standing behind her for help.

"I don't know too well." Leng Xichen kept staring at his face. From his expression, he speculated that he should be worried about Su Yihan.

But does she have anything to worry about now? Do you know that Song Ziye hasn't caught it yet? Is it possible to threaten Su Yihan's life?

"Are you worried about Song Ziye?" He asked the old man in the bed.

By the way, how is he?

Thinking of the last scene where he saw her, Song Shirong looked at him expectantly.

It really seems right!

Thinking that he just wanted to ask about this, Su Yihan replied first: "Grandpa, now Song Ziye has been caught and is locked in the police station!"

In order to let grandpa feel at ease, she can only tell a lie.

Was caught?

impossible!

Hearing her saying this, Song Shirong did not believe it.

If she wants to be really caught, with her character, she will definitely shake out Zhu Wenli's not being Su Yihan's mother. Seeing that they are still unaware of this matter, he knew she must not have been caught.

If she is still running away, isn't Xiaohan's life more threatened? Thinking of this, he was more nervous than before.