Chapter 44 Check his son!

Huo Junyao's long and narrow eyes revealed puzzlement, why did she come up to ask his son?
He didn't change his face and replied casually: "Go back first, why?"

The operation lasted for six hours, and it was already one o'clock at night. Xiao Shi originally planned to persevere, but after all, he was too young to survive.

Huo Junyao sent someone to take him home first.

gone?

Su Nanqing lost interest immediately, she looked back, and turned into that lazy look again: "It's okay, why don't you leave?"

Huo Junyao slowly stood up straight and looked at her intently.The tear mole was a little more charming under the light, and the voice was low and seductive: "Wait for you."

"..."

It was late at night, and the moonlight fell on the quiet corridor through the window. The man stood up straight and got a little closer to her, making the atmosphere a little ambiguous.

At this moment, Su Nanqing even had an illusion that the man was teasing her.

She shook her head slightly to get rid of the distracting thoughts in her head, and smiled softly: "It's understandable for family members to worry about the patient. Don't worry, Mrs. Tai will be fine."

She took out her mobile phone and looked at WeChat: "Anjia's car to pick me up has arrived, let's go first."

The girl turned around neatly, her legs seemed too lazy to lift her legs while walking, her walking posture was definitely not elegant, even a little lazy, but her footsteps were not slow, and her back was actually intriguing.

Huo Junyao was a step late and followed.

There is no doubt about the use of people, he believes in the operation she performed.

Moreover, he was waiting here to personally send people to Anjia.

But I didn't expect that just after turning the corner, I saw the girl holding her mobile phone and making a call, her voice was slightly lower: "Help me check Huo Junyao."

Huo Junyao: ?

He stopped in his footsteps, and his face, which had always been cold and tough, was really a little more puzzled at this moment.

After being immersed in the shopping mall for so many years, it can be said that he can almost see everyone's mind, but this woman is shrouded in a magical veil, vague and hazy, so that he can't see through.

For example, this woman's temperament has changed too much, right?He was cold to him last night and just now, but turned his head to check his information?

He didn't chase after him, and Su Nanqing didn't notice the people behind him. After turning a corner again, he said the second sentence: "I want all the information about his son."

Solo on the opposite side of the phone was full of question marks: "Why do you check his son? Oh, I see, you want to be his stepmother, right? Ha~ I said Huo Junyao is a first-class beautiful man, if you see it, you take it Can't you stop? Say, isn't he particularly handsome?"

Su Nanqing's eyes flickered.

Handsome?

On the sofa last night, he was obviously drugged, but he looked very greedy.

She replied lightly: "It's okay."

Solo whistled: "Tsk, I've known you for so many years, it's rare to be told that it's okay by you, I think you have a show! You plan to..."

Su Nanqing interrupted him: "I hope that when I wake up, the information will be in my mailbox."

solo: "...Okay."

After hanging up the phone, she got into the car that Anjia had come to pick up. She had no intention of admiring the night in Kyoto, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

"Miss Su, Miss Su?"

When Su Nanqing opened her eyes in a daze, she found that she had arrived at Anjia, the car was parked in the yard, a three-story villa was brightly lit, and it was obvious that the people inside had not slept.

Su Nanqing yawned, glanced at the time when he got off the car, and found that it was two in the morning.

The decoration of Anjia is simple European style. As soon as you enter, a small and fresh breath blows your face.

There were four people sitting on the sofa, and an old man who was nearly 80 years old was sitting in the middle. The years had left vicissitudes on her face, her eyes were staring blankly at the front, and she was muttering: "Are you here? How can I hear it?" Did you hear the sound of the car?"

Wu Muqing, who was sitting on the left, smiled gently: "Here it is!"

Mrs. An suddenly stood up excitedly, she stretched out her hand and touched it, "Qingqing? Is it Qingqing? Does it look like your mother?"

The little girl sitting on her right was in her early 20s, she looked somewhat similar to Wu Muqing, her big double eyelids were a little graceful, she supported Mrs. An's arm and said, "Grandma, sister and aunt It’s just carved out of the same mold, it’s so similar~”

Wu Muqing laughed: "It's as if you've met your aunt."

When the eldest Miss An ran away from home, Wu Muqing hadn't married yet, and the photos she saw most after that.

An Shishan stuck out her tongue: "Although I haven't seen it before, my blood is connected to my heart. As soon as I see Sister Nan Qing, I feel cordial!"

"Cut~ Flatterer." The boy sitting across from the three should be going to college, and his handsome face was full of recklessness.

An Shishan ignored him, stepped forward briskly, pulled Su Nanqing to the front of the old lady, and put her hand in the old lady's.

Su Nanqing was actually a little confused.

She grew up in the Su family. She was ridiculed because of her obesity. She was weak and didn't go out very much. She was always in the bedroom.

Originally, she went downstairs to eat three meals a day, but Song Wenli simply had someone bring her meals upstairs, so she didn't even have to go out to eat.

When she was a child, she was lonely and envied the happy appearance of the family of three. Seeing Su Anying sticking to Su Hongrui and acting like a spoiled child, she also looked forward to family affection.

But every time Su Hongrui looked at her with disgusted eyes, Su Nanqing gradually lost her desire.

She put her attention elsewhere, such as hacking, such as medicine, such as martial arts...etc.

Therefore, she is rarely so intimate with people.

But the imagined disgust didn't come. The old man's hands were a little soft because of the loose skin, but the dry heat in the palms seemed to penetrate her disguise of alienation.

"Qingqing..."

Mrs. An's hands were shaking with excitement, "You have suffered all these years!"

"..."

When Su Nanqing didn't know what to do, Wu Muqing said, "Mom, Qingqing is back. It's two o'clock late at night. I think it's better to go to bed first, and you can talk about it tomorrow."

"Okay, okay..." Mrs. An wiped her tears, "Qingqing, you're tired too, go to sleep first."

Wu Muqing asked An Shishan to escort the old lady back to the house, while Su Nanqing followed her upstairs: "These years, the eldest sister's room has been reserved, Qingqing, you should stay in your mother's room when you come back, Xiaoguo is already asleep. "

"it is good."

"By the way, Qingqing, I didn't tell anyone that Mr. Huo asked you to go to the hospital to operate on his grandmother, for fear that they would be worried."

Su Nanqing just didn't want to reveal her identity, she just wanted to stay here quietly for a few days, and wait for Mrs. Huo to return to Yangcheng to find her son after she wakes up.

She nodded.

Because she was too tired, she didn't take a good look at the room and went straight to sleep.

The next day, as soon as I woke up, I saw Wu Muqing rushing around outside the door, "Qingqing, something happened in the hospital!"

(End of this chapter)

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