shock!The cold and disabled boss stood up and kissed me

Chapter 221

Song Qingli slapped him crisply.

"Have you agreed twice? Haven't taken any measures yet, I'm in the rising period of my career, and you want me to give birth to you again."

"Oh, my wife, I was wrong." Gu Zechuan knew how to coax her best: "In order for my wife to make a good career, I decided to go to the hospital for a ligation right now."

Although, is 'ligature' too serious?
Song Qingli was still angry, but she also knew that this matter could not follow him.

So he slapped him again: "Go home!"

"okay."

When the two got down to the underground parking lot, Uncle Jin, who was sitting in the driver's seat, had already woken up once, and immediately sat upright when he heard the door opening: "Second Young Master, madam, are you going home?"

"Return." Gu Zechuan's soft and crisp voice sounded, the ending was still rising, and it was clear that he was very happy.

Uncle Jin also relaxed his tense mood. When he looked up at the rearview mirror, he found that Er Shao's cheeks were red: "Second Young Master, did you eat mango? Why did you turn red? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"Uh... there's no need to go, my wife will cook two eggs and apply it when I get home."

Song Qingli sat on one side with her arms folded, her waist was still sore, and she was in no mood to pay attention to their conversation.

Gu Zechuan had indeed taken care of the film review, and Director Wu happily called Song Qingli back to express his gratitude.

It's just that misfortunes never come singly. After solving the film review problem, Song Qingli encountered a difficult problem.

That is, Song Zhiya's father, Song Liren, has blood cancer and needs her to donate blood.

Song Qingli's first reaction when she knew this was retribution.

Back then, her mother wanted Song Zhiya to have a blood transfusion, but she avoided it on purpose, and her family kept getting away with it. This caused Song Qingli's mother to lose too much blood and die.

She has been brooding about this matter for many years, and she still can't let it go.

Now that Song Liren has suffered retribution and needs someone to donate blood, do you think of her at this time?

Hmph, a joke.

However, this matter did not know why it got to the media, and a large number of people immediately wrote articles saying: Song Qingli has no sympathy, and just watched his uncle die like this.

Song Qingli asked Gu Zechuan before: "Where did you lock her up?"

The 'she' in the words is naturally Song Zhiya.

As soon as Gu Zechuan mentioned this person's name, his complexion became uneasy. Thinking of all the things she had done, he wished he could directly strangle her to death.

"Don't worry, I'm just going to have a few words with her."

"Honey, there's nothing to talk about with that kind of person." Gu Zechuan insisted.

"I have to go, I have to let her know what a stupid thing she did."

An iron door 'squeaked' opened, and the room was dark, with a stench of dampness.

This is a small house a few kilometers away from Gu Wan. In fact, it is close to the mountain area, and there are no people living there. There are a few wild monkeys on the mountain.

As soon as the door was opened, Song Qingli stood in the light and looked down at the person chained in the corner.

Looking at her appearance, she couldn't tell who it was, and the clothes on her body hadn't been worn for a long time, and the stench spread from inside to outside the door.

Song Qingli couldn't smell nausea recently, although she didn't go for a checkup, she thought she was pregnant.

Because the little days did not come.

"Eat, good-hearted people give me some food, I'm starving to death, I've eaten up all the dead rats and cockroaches in this house." After seeing the door open, Song Zhiya, who was covered in filth, went like a trapped animal Forward.

"Give me something to eat if you are kind."

She seemed to be unconscious, and she didn't know Song Qingli anymore.

The woman sneered: "Song Zhiya, are you pretending to be stupid? Don't I even know you?"

Hearing Song Qingli's voice, Song Zhiya, who was bound by the iron chain, was obviously shocked. Her shaking pupils shimmered, as if she felt that all this was incredible.

She couldn't hear a few words in a low voice.

"Impossible, impossible, you are dead, you are dead!"

"Can't be alive. You died in the lake. You must have died in the lake."

"impossible!!!!"

Song Qingli wanted to step in, but Gu Zechuan grabbed his arm, and the man shook his head to signal her not to go in.

She had no choice but to stand at the door and talk to Song Zhiya.

"Your father has blood cancer and needs a blood transfusion. It's a coincidence that he got sick when your family was bankrupt."

Although Song Zhiya is ruthless, she will never forget the few remaining relatives in the world.

Her mother had been imprisoned for her, and her father, who had been missing for so many years, knew he was bankrupt.

Even if her father wasn't bankrupt, he wouldn't take the risk to save her.

Only now he has blood cancer.

"Hahahahaha...Okay, it's very good, blood cancer, it's good to die, and you don't have to suffer if you die." Song Zhiya was already close to a state of madness. Although she was smiling, her eyes were full of tears.

Tears streamed down her parched cheeks.

Like a brook flowing over barren dry land.

"Kill me, you kill me!"

"Song Qingli, don't you hate me to death? Why didn't you kill me?!!!"

There were some tears in Song Qingli's eyes, she gritted her teeth: "I just let you live, to let you know how stupid your escape was."

"Do you think I'll save your father? I won't."

"Even if my father came to beg me, I would not save your father." Song Qingli knew that Song Qifang had promised her mother to take good care of her brother.

Over the years, he had many chances to bring down Song Liren's company, but he didn't do that. He was always giving him a chance, because he always felt that this man and his wife were brothers and sisters.

This kind of flesh-and-blood relationship can't be killed emotionally no matter what.

Song Qingli turned around and left.

Gu Zechuan locked the iron gate.

Not far away, I heard a loud 'bang bang bang' in the room. It was Song Zhiya's head hitting the wall.

It was obvious that she no longer wanted to live.

Just as Song Qingli expected, Song Qifang called her out at night.

In the vast night, Song Qifang lit a cigarette, he smoked half, the wind blew half, the man looked up at the twinkling stars in the sky.

"It's been a long time since I watched the moon quietly."

"Dad, just say what you want to say."

"I have nothing to say, Qingli. I know that you have been hating me all these years. I don't want to influence your choice. You can do whatever you want, and no one will force you to do what you don't want to do."

Song Qingli looked sideways at his father's old silhouette: "Dad, thank you."

"Silly boy, thank you for what."

The ferment of public opinion didn't last long before being suppressed by Gu Zechuan, but this time it was a permanent injury, because Song Qingli was a cold and heartless person in everyone's heart.

However, they don't know anything, and they like to criticize others from a moral point of view.

Song Qingli didn't say anything, but Gu Zechuan couldn't help it.

[My wife is more than a month pregnant, why should I sacrifice my child's life to save others? 】

(End of this chapter)