Chapter 152 Don't You Have a Long Memory?

This paper is really old, not to mention yellowed, and a little brittle. Just holding it in your hand, you are worried that it will be torn if you are not careful. Fortunately, the old lady has kept it for decades. Still so complete.

This is really an important piece of evidence. With this will, it can prove that this incident was true back then, and she is also qualified to truly be the heir of the second room, bringing her grandma back into the Chen family.

She has stayed in this Jingjiu Street for too long today. Seeing that the sun has already set and the sky is getting late, Song Yihan should be leaving get off work soon.

For such a big matter, she felt that she should go back and discuss it with Song Yihan first.

She shook Lu Fengying's hand, "Grandma, it's getting late, I have to go back now. I want to go back and discuss this matter with Song Yihan. Don't worry, I will come back to pick you up soon..."

Lu Fengying sighed softly and nodded lightly without saying anything.

She treasured the will and put it back under the protection of several layers of kraft paper envelopes. When Xia Hansheng thought she was going to put away the things, she suddenly stuffed the thickly wrapped envelope into Xia Hansheng's hand .

"It's useless for my old lady to keep it. There are many people who want this will covetously. Take it back and find a way..."

She pressed Xia Hansheng's hand, and Xia Hansheng suddenly felt that his hand was heavy, as if he was holding the mission of the entire second room of the Chen family.

She felt a little out of breath as she slowly rolled her wheelchair out of the run-down streets of Jingjiu Street.

Those things that were once all mysteries began to slowly and clearly appear in front of my eyes, and then turned into thick clouds on the horizon, stained with layers of blood by the setting sun.

When she returned home, Song Yihan had indeed returned.He was sitting in the living room, facing the direction of the door, casually flipping through some unknown newspapers.

Song Yihan doesn't seem to have the habit of reading newspapers at night.

So when she entered the door, she couldn't help shivering. The man's expression was unkind, and it was probably another storm.

However, everyone has gone out, and he has already understood everything that should be understood. If he wants to blame, then blame him.

Xia Hansheng looked like a dead pig not afraid of boiling water, and approached him in a wheelchair.

"I..." She thought for a long time, but she didn't know how to speak, so she asked cautiously, "Um... have you eaten yet?"

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you this question?" Song Yihan glanced at her, "A person ran out without saying a word, and it's inconvenient for you to move now, why didn't you just say something and ask Lao Yu to send you out? "

"I..." She didn't expect Song Yihan to say that, and she was tongue-tied for a moment.

She thought he was blaming her for going out secretly and going where she shouldn't be.

Unexpectedly, he was actually worried about her. There was a moment in her heart, as if her heart stopped for a beat.

"The mountain road is not easy to walk, and the alleys are not safe. Could it be that you don't have a long memory of what happened before?"

His voice seemed to be blaming, but it also had such a pampering feeling.

She lowered her head, not knowing what to say for a moment.The explanations I prepared before seem to be useless until now.

She just thought he didn't want her to go to those places.

However, he seemed to know her whereabouts clearly, even when she went to the mountain and then to the alley.

Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from him.

(End of this chapter)

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