Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

The doctor shook his head and told them the cruel truth - "we've tried our best. Please forgive me."

These words, like a mountain, hit everyone's heart hard.

Tang Xin's expression cracked on her face. She didn't even have the strength to stand. As soon as her legs were soft, she was about to fall down. Fortunately, Fu Jinnian helped her behind her.

The grief on tezhu's face can no longer be covered up. The man has tears. At this time, he is already full of tears - "president Song worked overtime today, and the driver sent him back."

"The car ran into a runaway truck on the road, two drivers died on the spot, and President song was also sent to rescue, but..."

"..." Mrs. song also collapsed on Mr. Song, too sad to shed tears.

It's like five thunderbolts smashing at the family.

Xiaobao and qian'er are crying in Tang Xin's arms. Xiaonuomi doesn't know what death is. She just looks at her family crying, and she starts to cry too. In the corridor, there is only crying.

The doctor shook his head and left.

Tang Xin only feels that the sky has fallen down. It's clear that they are only getting married, and that their happy life will begin from now on.

She also thought that after the production of the play, she planned to go behind the scenes, leaving more time for her family. She never thought that song Qinbei didn't even give her this opportunity.

When the bed was pushed out, Tang Xin looked at the man covered with white cloth. She looked at him blankly. She didn't have the courage to open it and look at him for the last time.

No one to see, no one wants to see, it seems that only in this way can we deceive ourselves.

Tang Xin watched as the bed was pushed farther and farther away. She finally couldn't help crying.

She thought that she seemed to understand the mood and hysteria of brother Yi's wife some time ago, but now, he didn't even think about it for himself.

Mrs. song, who is always elegant and intellectual, can't maintain her sense at this time. After hearing Tang Xin's cry, she also falls into the arms of Mr. Song.

Both women are in the same mood. They dare not even think about how to deal with the future.

"How can it be like this, how can it be like this..." Mrs. song murmured. She looked at Tang Xin and wanted to say nothing.

At the same time, the outside world also knows the news - Song's president died in a car accident tonight.

As we all know, song Qinbei is the only successor of the Song family. He has cultivated the Song family, and the general group will be his.

But now that song Qinbei is dead, it proves that if these two giants have no owners, it means that a house has no pillars and is on the verge of collapse.

Song's employees got up all night to write their resignations, and the stock fell to the bottom.

What happened outside? Tang Xin didn't know. She looked at several children who were finally coaxed to sleep. She sat in front of the window, staring out of the window, with no idea or clue.

Sheng Liancheng came back by private plane overnight and landed directly on the roof of the hospital.

As soon as he came back, he found Tang Xin and put her in his arms: "baby daughter, dad is late."

Leaning on his father's generous chest, smelling the familiar and reassuring taste, Tang Xin could no longer control his emotions and suffered silently.

Tears soon soaked Sheng Liancheng's clothes.

"It's OK. It's OK. Dad's here. It's OK." Is it really OK? No one knows how many difficulties and obstacles are waiting for them in the future.