Chapter 501 Don't Die
Song Mianmian smiled genuinely.

This is called calculating?She couldn't even understand Bai Lu's brain circuit.So this is the result of her avoidance for such a long time?

She was about to speak, but Xie Yuan had already stepped forward, protecting her behind with a strong posture, looking at Bai Lu with a cold light in his eyes.

"Mrs. Yang, my wife and I respect you as the benefactor's widow, and please don't speak ill of my wife!"

"To me, you are just a benefactor's wife, and you have no other intentions. Please don't make any misleading remarks!"

Xie Yuan spoke loudly and explained the matter clearly in a few words.

Bai Lu's face was pale, she was a little unsteady on her feet, her body was on the verge of falling, and her eyes were distracted.

It seemed to be really hit.

Xie Yuan said this last time, but Bai Lu didn't have such a big reaction, and the only difference between these two times is...

Song Mianmian was here this time.

Xie Yuan's eyes swept over Song Mianmian, with a little worry in his eyes, he felt that Bai Lu seemed to be particularly hostile to Mianmian.

But he couldn't figure it out.

"Come on."

Song Mianmian gave an order, and Yinghong and the others, who were shivering outside the door and didn't know whether to come in, rushed in.

"Help your wife." Song Mianmian said.

"Yes." Yinghong and Yinglu were alone, supporting Bailu and not letting her fall.

"Take care of Madam. If Madam has any problems, you are the only ones to ask." Song Mianmian's voice was stern, and the maids obediently agreed.

Only then did Song Mianmian look at Bai Lu, "It's okay to hate me, just live and hate me. If you just die like this, won't you not see what will happen to me?"

Seeing Bai Lu's reticent appearance, she didn't want to say any more, so she turned around and left.

Xie Yuan was not in a hurry to leave, he waited for Song Mianmian to leave before looking at Bai Lu.

Meeting her expectant gaze, he calmly took out a red envelope from his pocket and put it on the table, "This is Mianmian's lucky money for the child."

After speaking, he also left.

Bai Lu watched their backs disappear by the door, her eyes filled with sadness, Yinghong said in a low voice, "Madam, please eat something..."

Thinking of Song Mianmian's words just now, Bai Lu bitterly picked up the porridge on the tray.

eat, she eats.

She wanted to see if Song Mianmian could let Mr. Xie stay with her all his life.

Leave the Yang family.

Song Mianmian looked at Xie Yuan, "Ah Yuan, Mrs. Yang may be sick."

"En." Xie Yuan nodded without any doubt or inquiry.

Song Mianmian paused, and added: "I'm talking about a real illness, not mocking her."

Xie Yuan paused for a moment, then nodded again, "Good advice, ma'am."

If you think about it carefully, it really should be.

Mrs. Yang's personality is not self-control, and a small stimulus can make her lose her temper.

Song Mianmian continued: "I guess it's because Brother Yang just left, she felt sad, and she changed to a place she didn't know well, that's why it happened."

"I asked Doctor Bai to treat her before, but it's been two months now, and there seems to be no progress. I'm going to talk to Doctor Bai in two days."

Song Mianmian spoke very carefully.

Xie Yuan smiled lightly, "Do you want me to do it together?"

"No." Song Mianmian shook her head, "It's because I think my husband may be busy in the next period of time, so I'll report it first so that he can know what I'm busy with."

Xie Yuan held her hand, "Okay, my husband knows."

Song Mianmian reassured him, "So husband, don't worry, I will watch over Mrs. Yang's side, and I will definitely not let anything happen to her."

"As for you, you can worry about the frontline affairs, but..."

Song Mianmian dragged on the ending, Xie Yuan looked over curiously, waiting for her next words.

Song Mianmian snorted softly, "My husband has to tell me about the front line, I want to know too."

(End of this chapter)

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