To My Dear Mr. Huo

Su Qingsang briefly explained the situation. After she finished speaking, she looked at Wei Lenan.

He stayed there and didn't seem to react too much. Just confirmed it again: Is the child really gone?

Yes. It's really gone. Su Qingsang felt a little uncomfortable thinking about the pool of blood just now.

Okay. Weilenan was impatient to listen any longer: I'll go and help her pay for her hospitalization.

It's not a matter of hospital bills. Su Qingsang was very angry at Wei Lenan's attitude: Li Rongrong lost a lot of blood. Although she is out of danger after rescue, she still needs to pay attention to-

Does that have anything to do with me? Wei Lenan said nothing at all: You mean I should hire a nurse? Okay. I see.

Su Qingsang stopped talking. She took a small step back and looked at Weilenan sideways. She still had the same face. She had been in contact with him before.

But she never knew that Wei Lenan had such a side. At this moment, she was suddenly very fortunate that she had ruined the marriage at that time.

Qingsang. Don't you know who I like? Do you think I'll be with a woman I don't like?

If you don't like it, why would you let her get pregnant.

She designed it for me. Weilenan said confidently, and seeing Su Qingsang obviously still wanted to teach him a lesson, he became impatient: Okay. I'll ask someone to take care of her. These things don't matter. Excuse me.

Su Qingsang no longer wanted to deal with this matter. She could see that Wei Lenan didn't want this child at all.

Even if Li Rongrong was born, I'm afraid he won't be responsible.

Wei Lenan gave birth to the hospital bill, called another nurse and left.

Su Qingsang looked at Li Rongrong, who was still alone in the hospital bed, and called a nurse before leaving get off work to ask her to watch more.

It's been a really tiring day. Just when Su Qingsang walked to the parking lot after get off work, her cell phone rang.

Qingsang, look at Weibo.

Shi Mengwan's voice on the other end of the phone sounded eager.

What's wrong? What happened?

You're famous again, but this time—

Before Shi Mengwan could finish her words, Su Qingsang saw Huo Jinyao's car parked not far in front of her.

His car stopped in a hurry, obviously rushing over to find her.

Huo Jinyao? She called Huo Jinyao and said softly to Shi Mengwan on the other end of the phone, Mengwan, I'll call you back, I'll talk about it later.

No. I—

Huo Jinyao had already come over, Su Qingsang's fingertips snapped, and she hung up the phone.

Wife. Huo Jinyao's expression was a little anxious: Are you off work? Hurry up and get in the car.

What's wrong? Su Qingsang looked puzzled. Before she could ask clearly, Huo Jinyao had brought her to the side of the car and opened the door to let her in.

Huo Jinyao—

Su Qingsang called him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that there seemed to be a group of people rushing towards him behind him.

She was startled, and before she could react, Huo Jinyao quickly got into the car and started the car.

Those at the back had already started walking into the hospital.

Su Qingsang didn't know why, and turned to look at Huo Jinyao: What's wrong? What happened?

You're on the hot search again.

The simple six words made Su Qingsang take out the phone. Open Weibo. A newly released Weibo from a local popular hit the headlines in the afternoon.

Three shifts. .