Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 411 She Wants To Be With Song Tingyue

"Ting Yue didn't open his eyes, look at me..."

Meng Yinyin was out of breath from crying.

In her eager anticipation, Song Tingyue slowly opened his eyes.

At first, he could only see a pitch-black mass, but slowly, his vision became clear, and he finally saw Meng Yinyin's face clearly.

She cried with tears all over her face, and his heart was throbbing.

"Yinyin...don't...cry...I'm fine..."

His voice was weak, and his big cold hands feebly brushed across Meng Yinyin's face, wiping away the tears from her face.

Seeing Song Tingyue woke up, Meng Yinyin was overjoyed, grabbed his hand, and wiped away the tears on his face.

"How are you feeling, does your head still hurt?"

"Well, I have a headache." Song Tingyue asked weakly, "How are you? Is there anything wrong?"

"I'm fine, thank you for coming to save me, thank you."

Meng Yinyin wanted to spend more time with Song Tingyue, but Su Ziqing forcibly pulled her away.

"Yinyin, you said you would leave when he wakes up, we should go."

"mom……"

Meng Yinyin turned her head and looked at Song Tingyue reluctantly.

He had just woken up and hadn't recovered yet. She left like this. He would definitely feel very uncomfortable.

"I'll come to see you tomorrow, you have a good rest."

"Yinyin, don't go..."

Song Tingyue supported the bed with his hands, and sat up with difficulty.

Due to the excessive blood loss, his body could not bear it at all.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, he wobbled and couldn't stand still.

The assistant hurriedly supported Song Tingyue: "Young Master Ting, you should lie down and rest quickly. Don't worry Madam. Madam said that she will come to see you tomorrow. Madam watched over you all night last night. Let Madam go back and rest!"

Hearing what the assistant said, Song Tingyue lay down slowly, and waved to Meng Yinyin at the door: "Go back!"

Meng Yinyin stood at the door and looked at him reluctantly for a long time before leaving with Su Ziqing reluctantly.

After entering the elevator, Su Ziqing said angrily, "Yinyin, are you planning to forgive the Song family just like that?"

"Mom, don't worry. I didn't say to forgive them. Song Tingyue was injured because he saved me. I just want to thank him!"

Meng Yinyin lowered her head and rubbed her red and swollen eyes, not daring to look at Su Ziqing.

"Thank him for telling about the child?"

"Mom, sooner or later they will know."

Su Ziqing sighed angrily: "We agreed not to tell them, this child is named Meng after you, why are you... oh..."

Although Leng Muran didn't agree with Meng Yinyin telling the story of the child, but he should have said it, and blaming Meng Yinyin was useless.

He smoothed things over: "Mom, don't blame Yinyin. The situation was critical yesterday. Fortunately, Song Tingyue saved Yinyin. You don't want to see Yinyin get hurt, right? We should thank Song Tingyue!"

What Leng Moran said made sense, Su Ziqing stopped talking.

Meng Yinyin gave Leng Muran a grateful look, and Leng Muran smiled at her.

Back at Meng's house, Meng Yinyin went to take a shower and went to sleep after eating.

The butler went to take care of the driver's funeral. The house was deserted, and there was no one to cook.

Su Ziqing cooks for Meng Yinyin herself.

After dinner, Meng Yinyin went back to her room to take a shower.

When she came out of the shower, she saw Su Ziqing sitting beside her bed, looking at her solemnly.

"Mom, what's wrong?"

The strange look in her eyes made her feel hairy.

Su Ziqing asked: "Yinyin, tell mom honestly, do you still want to be with Song Tingyue?"

(End of this chapter)