After the rebirth, the boss is slapping the face every day

Chapter 1751 I want to turn over a new leaf, can you forgive me?
"A car accident?" Song Lin murmured suspiciously, trying to recall, vaguely, it seemed that there was such a thing, but her head was not so clear, it might be related to the concussion.

Leng Yaosen patted the back of her hand to comfort her, "Okay, it's fine, don't think about it, let's rest at ease."

The nurse on the side smiled and comforted, "The patient wakes up and observes for a few more hours. If he has no symptoms, he can be discharged."

"Okay, thank you." Leng Yaosen thanked.

"You're welcome." The nurse left the ward.

Leng Yichen stood in front of the window, crossed his arms around his chest and looked at Song Lin who had woken up. He remained silent, but his heart was relieved, his worried expression was gone, and the rest was still indifferent.

Mu Ruo'an was standing by the door, leaning against the door frame, not intending to go in, nor to participate in this matter.

This Song Lin is also lucky, she was fine when the front of the car hit like that.

It's true that good people don't live long, and bad people live for thousands of years.

Song Lin really stopped thinking about it, looked up and looked around, and then saw Leng Yichen standing in front of the window, breathing slightly stagnant, she was surprised and happy, Yichen came to see her?

Although he was indifferent to her, as soon as something happened to her, he immediately came to see her. In fact, he was not as he appeared on the surface, and he really didn't care about the relationship between mother and child at all.

"Yichen." She called him in a low voice.

Leng Yichen frowned slightly, his eyes were cold, he lowered his hands on his chest, put them in his trouser pockets, and walked towards the door, "Since you're fine, I'm leaving."

"Yichen." Song Lin called him hastily.

Leng Yichen stopped, but did not look back at her, but stood quietly, waiting for her to speak.

After going through life and death, Song Lin saw it more clearly. She let go of all her dignity and face, and begged in a low voice, "Yichen, I'm sorry, I know I did a lot of wrong things before, but now I want to change my past. can you forgive me?"

Leng Yichen was in a complicated mood, in front of him was Mu Ruo'an, at this moment, Mu Ruo'an was also looking at him, quietly, with calm eyes, neither noisy nor noisy, quietly waiting for his answer.

One side is the mother, the other side is the wife, no matter how he chooses, it will hurt one side.

The hands in the trouser pockets slowly curled up, clenched into fists, too tight, and the neatly trimmed nails dug deeply into the palms.

If he had to choose, he would choose his wife.

His mother has done so many wrong things and hurt Ruo'an so deeply, how can all this be settled, he finally got together with Ruo'an, he didn't want to lose her.

He hardened his heart and answered cruelly, "No."

Leng Yaosen frowned, but turned his head away and said nothing.

Song Lin's heart trembled, as if someone had stabbed her heart severely, and she couldn't breathe in pain. Sure enough, he still wouldn't forgive herself.

She smiled bitterly, desolate and sad.

This is her own fault, no one else to blame.

His gaze inadvertently passed over the door, and he happened to catch the figure standing against the door frame, it was Mu Ruo'an.

A vague and familiar moment played in my mind, like a movie, weaving into a memory.

His heart throbbed, as if being cut by a knife, with a dull pain.

Joan, her daughter.

Is she here to see me?

As soon as this idea came up, she was denied it.

No, it's impossible, she hurt Ruo'an so deeply, she must hate herself, how could she come to see her, at most, to see if she is dead?

(End of this chapter)