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

Chapter 565 Song Tingyue is still alive
"Grandpa, grandpa..." Meng Yinyin turned over excitedly and hugged Mr. Meng: "Grandpa, it's really you, am I dreaming?"

She must be dreaming, it must be a dream, grandpa came to see her in the dream.

She secretly pinched herself.

it hurts!

It's clearly a dream, why does it hurt?
Isn't it a dream?
Meng Yinyin cried with tears all over her face: "It's great, Grandpa, you're not dead..."

"I'm not dead now, and I'll be mad at you sooner or later!" Mr. Meng knocked Meng Yinyin on the head unceremoniously: "If you go on a hunger strike next time, I will never care about you."

"Grandpa?" Meng Yinyin raised her face and looked at old man Meng in surprise.

Hunger strike?

What hunger strike?
When did she go on a hunger strike?

Meng Yinyin grew up so big, she only went on a hunger strike once. That time, in order to force her grandfather to go to Song's house to divorce her, she didn't eat for two days and fainted from hunger.

When she woke up, Grandpa looked at her so angry and anxious.

Mr. Meng pointed to the porridge on the bedside table: "Eat the porridge."

"Yes, Grandpa."

Meng Yinyin obediently picked up the porridge and ate it in big mouthfuls.

It's her favorite porridge with preserved egg and lean meat. It's delicious.

Mr. Meng sighed: "I know you don't want to marry into the Song family, but this is a marriage that your parents arranged for you before they died, and I can't make the decision. In fact, there is nothing wrong with the Song family. Grandpa is old and can't accompany you For the rest of your life, if you marry, grandpa will rest assured."

These words sounded too familiar, and Meng Yinyin looked at old man Meng in a daze.

She was a little confused, was this a dream?

I pinched myself again, but it still hurt.

Meng Yinyin recalled Song Tingyue's departure, and her chest was still in a piercing pain.

"Grandpa, what's the date today?" She asked shyly.

"February NO.20, you won't be at home on vacation, you don't even know the date of the month?"

Meng Yinyin saw her mobile phone on the bedside table and quickly picked it up.

It's really February NO.20.

Even the mobile phone in my hand is an old mobile phone from last year.

Meng Yinyin was a little confused.

Is it a dream now, or is the unforgettable experience she and Song Tingyue experienced a dream?
Recalling all the things with Song Tingyue, it was vague, unreal like a dream.

If she can't figure it out, she doesn't want to.

She is not sure about other things, but one thing is certain, that is, Song Tingyue is still alive.

She is going to find Song Tingyue!
Meng Yinyin put down the bowl and urged: "Grandpa, you go out first, I have to change clothes and go out."

"What are you doing going out?" Mr. Meng frowned.

"I'm going to find Song Tingyue."

Meng Yinyin felt her blood boiling.

Mr. Meng became unhappy: "Don't go to Tingyue to divorce, if you dare to ask Tingyue to divorce, I will sever ties with you, and I will not recognize you as a granddaughter."

"Grandpa, I'm not looking for Song Tingyue to divorce, I'm looking for him to marry."

Meng Yinyin opened the closet, looked for clothes, and said impatiently, "I've made up my mind. I want to marry him and be his wife."

Mr. Meng was stunned. He didn't know why Meng Yinyin was stimulated and why he suddenly changed his mind.

Before, she was crying and clamoring for refusing to marry Song Tingyue.

Is it possible to figure it out after a hunger strike?

It's good if you figure it out, Mr. Meng can finally stop worrying.

Meng Yinyin changed her clothes and drove out the car.

She was so excited that there was only one sentence in her mind: "Song Tingyue is still alive, Song Tingyue is still alive, Song Tingyue is still alive..."

(There will definitely be readers who don't understand why Xia Xia wrote this way. Xia Xia has written more than a dozen novels, and all kinds of stalks have been written badly. She always wants to write something different from the previous books, so this Xia Xia After repeated thinking, Xia decided to write like this, Xia Xia himself thinks it looks pretty, I hope you can continue to support Xia Xia, love you all!)

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