Just like looking for good news in cold light

Chapter 581 Her Life Experience 1
Suddenly, a big palm held her little hand tightly.

She raised her head and looked at Lu Jinhan beside her.

Immediately, she was embraced by Lu Jinhan, and he patted her back lightly with his big palm, saying, "Don't take it to heart, they say what they say, just ignore it."

"Ah."

She nodded and hugged the man's strong waist back.

After her mother passed away, she had no place in the Song family, and she had no affection for her relatives in the Song family like strangers.

What they say has nothing to do with her.

She only does what she thinks is right.

After the funeral, Song Yinyin walked out of the funeral hall, and was greeted by an extremely cold air. Even though she was wearing a thick down jacket, she couldn't help shivering.

Lu Jinhan stretched out his big palm, held her, and took advantage of the trend to move in.

Song Yinyin sniffed, looked up at him, and said, "Thank you for today."

He couldn't help taking care of everything for her, and he stayed by her side every step of the way, comforting her at any time, making her heart warm and stable.

Even in such a depressing atmosphere, she can get through it peacefully and firmly.

"Fool, we are husband and wife."

He only replied lightly.

Song Yinyin's heart warmed up, she couldn't help sniffling, and hugged Lu Jinhan back.

At the end, she looked up at him again and asked, "Can you accompany me to another place?"

As if he had guessed what she was thinking a long time ago, the corners of Lu Jinhan's mouth slightly folded, and he asked, "Go to the hospital to see Song Huaizhong?"

"Yeah." Song Yinyin nodded.

He put her little hand in his pocket: "Let's go."

Lu Jinhan drove and took Song Yinyin to the hospital where Song Huaizhong was staying.

It wasn't long before Song Huaizhong was transferred from the emergency room to the exclusive ward, and he was still awake.

There were tubes inserted all over his body, his eyes were closed, and he was sleeping quietly on the hospital bed, his face was bloodless.

Song Yinyin stood by the bed in a daze, looked at Song Huaizhong's face, and was surprised to find that his temples had grown white.

And his face has become much thinner and haggard, and he obviously looks at least ten years older than before...

For a long time, in Song Yinyin's mind, he was high-spirited and full of energy, and he was full of energy even when speaking.

But in just one month, he has aged so much?
She hated Song Huaizhong before, but now, she felt that Song Huaizhong was a bit pitiful.

Song Yinyin squeezed her lips tightly, pulled the corners of her mouth, and said softly, "Dad..."

Song Huaizhong's eyelids moved, and he slowly opened his eyes. At first, he seemed to be out of focus, but soon after he spotted Song Yinyin, he opened his mouth with some difficulty.

But he couldn't speak, his voice was so hoarse, he could only open his mouth, panting, and finally had to give up speaking.

He looked at Song Yinyin anxiously, trying to reach out to grab her, but he didn't even have the strength to grab her.

Seeing roughly what he wanted to do, Song Yinyin spoke very slowly, "Don't worry, I've already arranged Song Anqi's funeral, and I chose the best cemetery in the funeral home for her."

After a pause, she raised her eyelids to look at Song Huaizhong again, and said, "You have just had an operation, please let your condolences pass, and only if you take good care of yourself can you take good care of Aunt Lan in the future."

Taking one last look at Song Huaizhong, Song Yinyin took a deep breath and turned to leave.

However, Hao wrist was suddenly grasped by something cold.

Song Yinyin looked down and saw that it was Song Huaizhong's haggard hands, tightly grasping her wrist.

(End of this chapter)