Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 753 Come to Support My Wife 2
"Now, immediately, immediately, disappear from my sight!" An Xiaxia said in a word, "Otherwise, I will let you stay in prison for the rest of your life!"

When did Song Qingwan see An Xiaxia like this, her legs couldn't help but soften, and she almost knelt down in front of An Xiaxia.

Assistant Nan beckoned, and the bodyguards immediately carried Song Qingwan away, and threw him out of the hospital.

An Xiaxia sat back on the chair, the fire just now seemed to exhaust all her strength, her eyes were red like a rabbit, Sheng Yize patted her head lovingly: "Don't be afraid, I'm by your side .”

Regardless of birth, old age, sickness or death, I am always there.

"Cough cough." Assistant Nan coughed and said to An Xiaxia, "Miss, the lawyer team has arrived. Do you have any orders?"

An Xiaxia shook her head wearily.

After several long hours, the door of the operating room opened, and the doctor came out and shook his head.

Tears welled up in her eyes, An Xiaxia put her hand in her mouth and bit it, afraid that she would cry out.

"Go see him off." Sheng Yize asked An Xiaxia's opinion softly, An Xiaxia nodded, and the two entered the ward together.

Mr. Song narrowed his eyes and saw the two people coming in. He twitched the corners of his mouth and wanted to speak, but he didn't have any strength left.

According to Yu Cheng's tradition, Sheng Yize pulled An Xiaxia to kneel in front of the bed, and kowtowed to Mr. Song.

"I will take good care of her." Sheng Yize promised in a deep voice.

Mr. Song seemed to twitch the corner of his lower lip, and slowly closed his eyes.

The numbers on the instrument converged into a straight line in an instant.

An Xiaxia couldn't hold back anymore, and cried "Wow".

The person closest to her blood relationship in this world is gone.
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The funeral was organized by Sheng Yize, and it was so large that half of Yu Cheng's business community attended.

An Xiaxia was wearing a black dress and a small white flower on her hair. She stayed by Sheng Yize's side, watching the people coming and going without any emotion on her face.

An unexpected guest arrives suddenly.

It was winter in Yu Cheng, and it was still snowing today. Chu Zhiyun didn't seem to feel the cold, she was still wearing a slim cheongsam, with an unruly hair bun, noble and elegant but still lingering.

Seeing her come to offer condolences, there was a small amount of restlessness at the scene.

Chu Zhiyun twisted her waist, put a stick of incense on Mr. Song, and walked to An Xiaxia's side.

The eyes of the audience immediately shot over.

"What are you doing here?" An Xiaxia was speechless for a while.

Chu Zhiyun took off her sunglasses, her red|lips raised: "Perhaps...you should call me, Mom."

An Xiaxia's face darkened, and she wanted to be thrown out.

Unexpectedly, Chu Zhiyun seemed to have expected it, and said unhurriedly: "Before your father died, he signed a marriage agreement with me, that is to say, we are now—a legally married couple, and I am His widow."

...So it was Xiaosan who got her right?
An Xiaxia smiled: "Congratulations, I finally got rid of the title of mistress and reached the achievement of widow!"

Chu Zhiyun's complexion changed, and she said in a low voice: "Don't forget, in the order of inheritance, the wife is prior to the children. Even if you make a will, you don't want to monopolize the property of the Song family!"

Heh... It really is much higher rank than Song Qingwan.

An Xiaxia sighed in her heart, and Sheng Yize called the bodyguards expressionlessly: "Queen Chu Ying, I won't see you off."

"Hmph!" Chu Zhiyun snorted coldly and left quickly.

"It seems that you are in trouble." Song Shi appeared from nowhere, smiling like a lightly picked fox.

(End of this chapter)