Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 342 Song Ranqin's Roar! (2)
The man was very handsome, but he was a bit frivolous, and his figure was so good that Jin Ziqi immediately thought of the male model on the cover of a fashion magazine. At this moment, he was walking over to hug Bai Sangsang and whisper in a flirtatious whisper.

But Bai Sangsang just avoided his demanding kiss stiffly, staring at Jin Ziqi closely with a pair of eyes, as if wanting to poke a hole in Jin Ziqi, the corners of his eyes were stretched too wide and there were quite a lot of bloodshot eyes.

"What are you looking at? I'm so engrossed in watching it. I'll take a look too."

The male model put his arms around Bai Sangsang playfully, not shying away from the relationship between the two, and then followed Bai Sangsang's complicated gaze to Jin Ziqi's direction, but Bai Sangsang quickly took his hand.

"There's nothing to see, it's getting late, let's go!"

The male model didn't insist any longer, followed Bai Sangsang's wishes, opened the car door for her, and carefully protected her to sit in. Jin Ziqi couldn't hear what they were talking about, but from his expression, it was nothing more than sweet talk.

However, at this moment, Bai Sangsang seemed to have lost that flirting mood, she kept pursing her lips with a sullen face, her face was always pale, and occasionally, she would cast a look or two at Jin Ziqi outside.

Even at such a distance, Jin Ziqi could sense Bai Sangsang's restlessness.

The male model coaxed Bai Sangsang for a while, and seeing that Bai Sangsang didn't cooperate, he didn't bother him any more. He closed the car door tactfully, walked around the front of the car and sat in the driver's seat, but when he closed the door, he glanced at Jin Ziqi inadvertently.

Then, the Cadillac drove out at high speed as if fleeing for life, and soon disappeared into the traffic.

"What are you looking at?" Song Qiyan's voice appeared behind him, which also brought Jin Ziqi back to his senses.

She turned her head to glance at the supper in his hand, then looked at the direction in which the Cadillac was leaving, shook her head, paused before saying: "I just saw Bai Sangsang, she was making out with a man here. "

"Oh?" Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows, and said meaningfully, "Isn't it Su Hengfeng?"

Looking at him, he didn't seem surprised, he seemed to have expected Bai Sangsang to do such a thing.

"No." She answered succinctly.

Song Qiyan nodded, stopped talking, took her hand and walked to the hospital.

Walking into the hospital lobby, it seems to be in a chill.

Han Minzheng had already been waiting by the elevator with a serious expression on his face. Naturally, it was Song Zhiren's order.

He took a few steps forward, greeted Jin Ziqi politely, and then turned to Song Qiyan to explain the matter.

The elevator came, and a group of three walked in. Jin Ziqi was isolated behind the two big men, and he didn't feel unhappy. He just turned around and looked at his own reflection on the elevator wall, his face seemed to be a little rounder.

Song Qiyan and Han Minzheng didn't say anything, but when two men with outstanding talents stood together, sometimes a nod or a look could make the other understand.

Such was the exchange between Song Qiyan and Han Minzheng.

Sometimes only a few words pop up, but it also saves a lot of guiding words. Maybe this is the conversation between smart people. The words that seem to have no substantive content imply mystery.

Jin Ziqi was a little dizzy when he heard it, so he simply turned his attention away and stared at his stomach in a daze.

It was almost midnight, and the dim lights floated in the gloomy corridor, making it difficult to show warmth.

Steady and sharp footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

Song Qiyan didn't walk fast, he held Jin Ziqi's hand, and considering that she was pregnant, he deliberately narrowed the span of each step, while Han Minzheng led the way without looking back.

For some reason, when he stepped into the hospital again, Jin Ziqi felt a chilling emotion.

When they got out of the elevator, the lights along the way were left behind one by one, thinking that this was the last one, and when they turned a corner, there was a continuous dimness. The road seemed to have no end.

"Did something happen to the Song family?" Jin Ziqi still couldn't hold back and asked in a low voice.

He looked down at her, with a hint of a smile on his lips, "A change of dynasty is inevitable, and my father naturally knows it, and now I just have to admit this fact."

Jin Ziqi was startled, and stared at Song Qiyan in amazement, the phone call just now——

It seems that Song Zhiren didn't intend to hand over the Song family to Song Qiyan, so he changed his mind so soon?
"When did you make the decision?" She was really surprised, and then smiled: "In my impression, Mr. Song never seems to do such a hasty and irrational thing."

Song Qiyan curled his lips, blinked narrowly at her, embraced her neck, approached her and whispered, "Because something hasty and irrational happened to him, forcing him to let go."

Jin Ziqi looked at him in confusion as he smiled and said nothing, but Han Minzheng in front stopped, stopped in front of a VIP ward, and then looked back at the two whispering.

Han Minzheng kindly explained for Song Qiyan: "Just now the dean came over to check on the chairman himself, and he said... If the chairman doesn't stop working, there will only be half a year."

Jin Ziqi's eyes widened a little, unable to speak.

Although I couldn't agree with some things that some people did, and even hated and hated them, but when I really heard the news of death, I still couldn't help being shocked in my heart.

Thinking of this, Jin Ziqi couldn't help but clenched Song Qiyan's hand, and looked up at him.

There were no waves on his face, it was quiet, as if he had heard a bad joke.

He thanked Han Minzheng: "Thank you for your hard work." Then, he took Jin Ziqi and pushed open the door of the ward.

Han Minzheng didn't come in, but dutifully closed the door and stood guard at the door after they entered, with his hands behind his back, gracefully like a deep-rooted winter night snow tree.

Song Zhiren has a specific VIP ward in this hospital, and the internal structure is no different from that of a hotel suite.

Rather than saying that he is recuperating here, it is more like recuperating on vacation.

When they walked in, Song Zhiren's ward was already full of people, but it was so quiet that one couldn't breathe.Everyone either bowed their heads in silence, or stood in front of the window to watch the scenery.Some sat on the bedside and whispered to Song Zhiren, apparently trying to comfort the patient.

Jin Ziqi scanned the surroundings, only to find that there was something abnormal in the ward at the moment.

First of all, although Song Zhiren was lying on the hospital bed with a sick face on his face, he seemed to be in high spirits, sleeping with his eyes closed, as if he was preparing his emotions for what would happen next.

It was also his attitude that made the other people in the ward a little restless, secretly speculating about the holy will.

Secondly, there were three people sitting around Song Zhiren, and one of them was an unfamiliar face.

(End of this chapter)