Cold President: Ex-wife is hard to chase

Chapter 342 The Children Are Complete (5)
Her memory is very good, although Song Yi only took out a cigarette case in front of her once or twice, she already clearly remembered that it was not this brand.

Song Yi was secretly startled, but his face remained calm, he picked up the cigarette butt, and squinted at Ye Chen, "Sister-in-law, smoking is actually similar to people's hobbies, how can I always like the same thing."

Seeing that Ye Chen was still skeptical, he simply put his medical knowledge to use, "Sister-in-law, just like you, do you have different tastes before pregnancy and after pregnancy?"

Although Ye Chen still didn't quite believe it, he didn't have any other plausible explanations. In fact, apart from Song Yi, only Zhou Weike had been to this house recently.

Zhou Wei doesn't smoke, so the biggest possibility is the man named Song Yi in front of him.

Before Ye Chen could answer him, he had already turned around and walked towards the door. When Ye Chen understood, the door had already been closed.

Subconsciously looking at the trash can, Song Yi actually took the cigarette butt away.

Ruan Xinjie murmured, "Chenchen, who is he? What a strange man!"

Indeed, in Ruan Xinjie's view, Song Yi's attitude of protecting Ye Chen wholeheartedly, but not getting too close to her really made her feel strange.

Song Yi took Ye Chen's door behind him with his backhand, but didn't go to the opposite door. After thinking about it for a while, he walked down the stairs.

The car that had just parked in the garage for a short time was quickly driven out by him. Through the half-opened car window, the security guard saw him in a hurry and didn't say anything. The remote control in his hand helped him open the railing.

The place Song Yi went to was not anywhere else, but the place where he felt the most pain from outsiders. In fact, his hospital seemed to be bankrupt, bought by others, and changed its name. In fact, he is still the boss behind the scenes .

The rich people like to go to private hospitals so much. On the one hand, they think that their doctors are hired with a lot of money, and their medical skills are better than public hospitals; most of the reason is because they think that the service attitude of private hospitals is better.

No, just as Song Yi's tall and straight figure entered the outpatient hall, the doctor's lady with a big red banner slanted across her chest greeted her with a smile, "Hi sir, may I ask you..."

Before he finished speaking, he raised his head and glanced at the resolute face of the man in front of him. All the words were stuck in his throat. In the end, he only stammered on one word, "Song...Song..."

Until Song Yi disappeared at the other end of the elevator, he was still standing there stammering. It is conceivable that a not-so-good-looking man like Song Yi can be so obsessed with a little girl, not to mention Ling Mo who is a bit enchanting.

In the United States, in a small town with beautiful scenery.

A young girl is sitting in a wheelchair basking in the sun, with a drawing board on her lap, and she is drawing on it with a sketch pen in one hand.

A middle-aged woman walked over from a villa not far away. When she reached the girl, she handed over the medicine and the water glass in her hand, "Miss, it's time to take the medicine."

The girl obediently took the medicine.

The middle-aged woman was standing beside her, and she couldn't help smiling when she saw the outline of a human being sketched on the drawing board.

The girl put the pill in her mouth, swallowed it with water, and asked the middle-aged woman, "Aunt Zhang, why are you laughing?"

"I'm laughing. If the lady didn't put Mr. Ling on the tip of her heart, how could she draw such a resemblance?"

The girl handed her the water glass, looking half angry, but with a happy smile on her face, "Aunt Zhang, if you keep talking nonsense, I will ignore you."

Aunt Zhang didn't know what she said again, causing the girl in the wheelchair to turn red all over her face, but her brows and eyes were full of yearning for future happiness.

At this time, the butler hurried over, "Miss, there is a gentleman looking for you outside."

The girl immediately turned cold, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked the human figure on the drawing paper, as if she was really feeling the jade-like skin.

The housekeeper waited by the side for a long time before she said two words coldly through the gaps between her teeth, "I don't see you."

"But..." the housekeeper hesitated, "The gentleman said that his name is He Yilang, and he said that after you hear his name, you will definitely meet him."

"He Yilang?" While repeating the name, Ziwei also quickly searched for the memory of this person in her mind.

A few seconds later, it really reminded her, if she remembered correctly, that man named He Yilang was Ling Mo's most powerful right-hand man, why did he suddenly come to find her?

Could it be that Ling Mo asked him to come?Impossible, I just talked with Ling Mo on the phone, but he didn't mention it at all.

She couldn't help frowning.

The butler looked at her expression and asked again, "Miss, do you want to see me?"

Ziwei looked up at the housekeeper, "Well, you go and lead him here."

After receiving the order, the butler turned and walked towards the gate of the villa.

He Yilang's guess was right, with his words, the housekeeper quickly came to open the door for him.

Through this, he was even more sure that the woman named Ziwei in the villa was important to Ling Mo.

The scenery in front of him was very beautiful, with the gentle breeze blowing on the man's face, with the fragrance of flowers and the greenness of grass, in a trance, that young and shy face floated before his eyes again.

It's a pity...he won't be able to see it again in this life. During these days, he has been trying to find a way to go to the bottom of the cliff. Unfortunately, the cliff is so deep that an ordinary person like him can visit it at will.

His You Jun died just like that, for a man who didn't love her at all. Thinking of the things that gave him nightmares every day, he gritted his teeth. Is You Jun really worth it?
The housekeeper who was leading the way saw that he suddenly stopped moving forward, and turned to look at him curiously, "Mr. He, Miss is waiting."

He Yilang responded lightly, and walked forward with the housekeeper.

After walking through the small garden, he arrived at the main building of the villa. To his surprise, the housekeeper didn't take him into the villa, but walked directly to the garden on the other side.

Although He Yilang had doubts reborn in his heart, he didn't ask aloud. Since You Jun's death, He Yilang, who used to joke around from time to time and often spoke out of tune, has become as dull and taciturn as he is now.

(End of this chapter)