Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 911
The secret room was very quiet, and Song Jing's words were like thunder, giving Lin Jingqing a blow to the head.

Lin Jingqing's face instantly turned pale, and the last glimmer of hope in her eyes was completely shattered, leaving only deep despair.

Song Jing knew everything, the old man said everything!

Lin Jingqing froze in place for a long time, speechless in response to Song Jing's question.

In the stalemate, Zhan Mochen was a little embarrassed.

Although we are all good brothers, the meaning of Song Jing's words is too profound.

This is a family matter of the Song family, and he is not suitable to stay here.

And he already knew what he should know. As for whether what Lin Jingqing said was true or false, he still needed to verify it, and he couldn't listen to Lin Jingqing's words.

Zhan Mochen patted Song Jing's shoulder wordlessly, turned and left.

Only mother and son were left in the secret room, silently facing each other.

Song Jing was still staring coldly at Lin Jingqing, her eyes that were very similar to Song Ye's were flashing with cold color, stubbornly wanting an answer.

With all kinds of regrets welling up in her heart, Lin Jingqing finally lowered her head, covered her face and sat back on the chair, crying bitterly.

"I'm sorry, Xiaojing, it's mom who's sorry for you... Over the years, there's never been a moment when mom didn't regret what happened back then... I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for your dad, I live with guilt every moment... I want to go back to the Song family Look at you, but I have no shame in coming back, no shame in seeing you..."

Lin Jingqing's cries echoed in the secret room, bit by bit breaking the stubbornness in Song Jing's eyes.

Song Jing took two steps back, feeling sad in his heart.

Before coming, he was still lucky, thinking that grandpa might be talking nonsense, or that maybe things were not like that.

But now, Lin Jingqing's reaction said everything.

His longing for his mother in the past 30 years and his previous defense of Lin Jingqing have all turned into a joke.

He finally gave up completely.

Song Jing didn't want to ask any more questions, didn't want to look at Lin Jingqing again, turned around and left.

When Lin Jingqing heard his footsteps, she suddenly raised her head and rushed toward him, hugging his legs tightly.

"Xiao Jing, mom knows she's wrong, I really know she's wrong... Please take me with you for the sake of our mother and son's love, otherwise the old man will definitely kill me!"

Lin Jingqing's hair was disheveled, she hugged Song Jing's legs and begged, her face covered with tears, looking particularly miserable.

Song Jing just looked down at her, broke away from her, and strode out.

"Xiaojing, Xiaojing!"

The door of the secret room was closed behind him, cutting off Lin Jingqing's shrill screams.

Zhan Mochen stood in the yard waiting for Song Jing. He vaguely heard it, but he didn't ask a word. He just returned to the Zen room with Song Jing silently and said goodbye to Mr. Song.

"I've finished what I wanted to ask. Thank you, old man. I'll go back first."

"Okay, come and have tea with grandpa when you have time."

The bodyguard had told Mr. Song everything that happened in the secret room. Mr. Song was not in good spirits, so he forced a smile and asked the old housekeeper to send Zhan Mochen out on his behalf.

After Zhan Mochen left with the old housekeeper, only the grandfather and grandson were left in the Zen room.

Mr. Song glanced at Song Jing: "What are you going to do now?"

Song Jing lowered his head and said nothing, and Mr. Song could not clearly see the look in his eyes.

After a while, I heard him ask in a deep voice: "Is it okay to let her die alone in the guest house and pay for her father's sins throughout her life?"

Will you end up alone in the guest house?
In other words, we still have to save her life!

Mr. Song sighed silently, a little disappointed.

But then he thought about it, if Song Jing was so ruthless that he even wanted to kill his biological mother, he might even be worried.After much thought, Mr. Song finally nodded and agreed: "Forget it, just do as you say. From now on, you will act like she has never been like this before."

"Yes." Song Jing responded in a low voice. There was no emotion in his voice. He was as silent and restrained as ever.

Mr. Song wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know where to start.

Finally, he waved his hand and rushed Song Jing to find Bai Shao: "Did you quarrel with Xiao Shao this morning? You should give in to her more in the future. She is a good woman. You should cherish it. Go back and coax her quickly. Don't let her feel sad. Wronged."

"Ah."

Song Jing responded calmly, turned around and left the meditation room.

The old housekeeper sent Zhan Mochen back and looked at Song Jing's lonely back, feeling a little distressed.

The young master was originally cold-tempered and didn't like to talk. After such a torment, he felt even colder.

Fortunately, the young master now has his young wife by his side. She will definitely be able to relieve the pain in the young master's heart.

……

hospital.

When Gu Shiyuan woke up, the first thing he saw was the sunset covering half of the sky.

The rays of sunlight illuminated the whole room brightly through the window. Gu Shiyuan was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was still alive.

When Gu Wan stabbed him with the knife, he could feel that his entire chest had been penetrated. He was really lucky to be alive now.

But as he woke up, the pain quickly spread throughout his body from his back and heart and lungs. Gu Shiyuan frowned and coughed a few times uncontrollably.

"Uncle Gu, are you awake?" came a pleasant female voice from the side.

Gu Shiyuan turned his head with difficulty, and what came into view was a delicate and bright face. An Yan was looking at him with concern.

Gu Shiyuan was stunned, all the memories of last night came back to him, and he said in surprise: "Xiaoyan, why are you here?"

"Uncle Gu, don't say anything yet. I'll call the doctor."

An Yan was surprised and worried when she heard Gu Shiyuan's hoarse voice, and walked out quickly while talking.

The doctor quickly came over to examine Gu Shiyuan and told An Yan: "The patient's current condition is very stable, but he will have to wait twelve hours before he can eat. Before that, he can only drink water. You can get some warm water. Give him a drink, preferably no more than 100 ml at a time, and call me anytime if anything happens."

"Okay, thank you doctor."

After An Yan heard what the doctor said, she finally felt relieved and thanked the doctor profusely.

After sending the doctor away, she quickly poured a glass of warm water and brought it to Gu Shiyuan's bedside.

An Yan held the cup in one hand and a small spoon in the other hand to scoop out warm water from the cup and bring it to Gu Shiyuan's lips.

Gu Shiyuan was a little embarrassed and declined in a hoarse voice: "Just help me find a caregiver, why can I trouble you to do these things..."

"Uncle Gu, in order to save me, you suffered such serious injuries and were in a coma for a day and a night. It's my duty to take care of you."

An Yan carefully fed Gu Shiyuan warm water and thanked Gu Shiyuan again: "Uncle Gu, thank you for saving me."

The warm water slowly entered Gu Shiyuan's throat, and the burning sensation in Gu Shiyuan's throat was relieved, and the pain in the wound immediately eased a lot.

He shook his head slowly, feeling very ashamed: "No need to thank me, this is what I should do."

should?

An Yan was slightly startled.

Gu Shiyuan was stabbed for her. How could this be said to be appropriate?

(End of this chapter)