Hey, I'm Leaving Again

Mo Qianxing gently covered song Ran's sleeping body with the fallen blanket and looked at her soft side face after she fell asleep.

What on earth did she dream of, so she could call out his name so gently.

Mo Qian thought too much and didn't notice the face on the car that slowly became fierce.

Lin Yurou looked at the tenderness of Mo Qian's face and pinched the leather seat with her fingers. After a while, she pinched a hole.

As if she had suddenly made a decision, her face suddenly relaxed.

When song ran woke up, it was dark and a fireplace was burning in the living room.

Eleven lay quietly at her feet, and the sound of Mrs. Wang cooking came from the kitchen.

"Miss Song, you're awake! Come on, dinner is ready," Song ran tugged at the corners of her mouth and smiled reluctantly.

If you have money to cure your mother's illness, it's good to live with Wang's mother on the eleventh day. Song ran thought to herself that the busy figure of Wang MA in the kitchen had given her a trace of warmth.

"Yo, mistress's life is very moist." before the meal was eaten, Lin Yurou twisted her body in.

Song ran pretends not to hear and continues to pick up the rice in the bowl.

"You should have received the invitation. It's also because you have the face to stay here. If I were you, I would have jumped into the Huangpu River."

Song ran still ignored her and asked Wang Ma to pour a glass of water.

"Are you deaf? What kind of person are you now and dare to take this attitude?" Lin Yurou is very dissatisfied with song Ran's blind attitude, and angrily wants to slap song ran again.

Before he got there, eleven, who had been sitting quietly, suddenly rushed up and bit. Lin Yurou screamed with fear, but no one came forward to stop him.

"Wang Ma! Wang Ma"

"Miss Lin, wait, I'll find the housekeeper."

Watching Wang Ma run away, Lin Yurou suddenly collapsed. She is wearing a long black skirt today. Now the skirt has been torn to pieces by eleven.

"Eleven," Song Ran is afraid that Lin Yurou will hurt the dog. She calls eleven to protect her behind her.

At the moment, Miss Lin, who is usually beautiful, is scared to lie down by a dog. Song ran suddenly comes forward and slaps her in the face with all her strength.

"This is for you," said Song ran, and went upstairs without looking back.

"Song ran, stop."

Lin Yurou suddenly gets up and holds song Ran's wrist tightly.

Song Ran is about to break free, but Lin Yurou suddenly releases herself and falls down in the direction of the stairs

"Rain is soft!" Mo Qian's anxious voice came from behind.

Song ran looks at the fallen Lin Yurou. She is silent. She suddenly thinks that she was right to slap Lin Yurou just now! Otherwise, I'm really sorry for Lin Yurou's hard performance now!

Then she watched Mo Qianxing holding Lin Yurou in front of her and hurriedly asked the driver to drive to the hospital.

Then song ran received orders from him.

Let her go to the hospital to take care of Lin Yurou and make a good atonement.

What's her crime?

Song ran sneered. The driver opened the door and motioned her to get on the bus. Don't keep Mr. Mo waiting.

Song ran sat on the bus without expression. After half an hour, the car stopped slowly at the door of the hospital.

When the door opens, you can see a high-rise building with full style and a private hospital that only aristocrats can enter.

Song ran enters the hall under the surveillance of four bodyguards. As the eldest miss of the Song family, she has seen a lot in the world before.

But it is the first time that this hospital has been built in an antique style. From the outside, it is a modern and prosperous building.

Inside, there are retro decorations, the handrails are carved from pear blossom wood, and the lamps in the corridor are paper lanterns drawn in traditional Chinese painting.

Even the floor is made of Tangmu, with light sandalwood fragrance around it. The corridor is deep and tortuous. At a glance, I don't know where it ends

The designer of this building must have a lot of tricks. Chengfu just lives for Lin Yurou. It's a pity. Song Ran is thinking.

The people beside her opened the door for her. The first thing they saw was Lin Yurou, and then Mo Qian, who sat by the bed and said nothing.

"Are you the little bitch who pushed us down the stairs?" there was a sharp voice in the ward, which was very harsh.

Song ran looked at her. She was a fat woman with a round face.

Wearing a cheongsam with red flowers on a white background, the flesh on her waist vibrated with the frequency of her speech, with a string of three-layer necklaces around her neck, and ten fingers were full of rings.

Gold, silver, emerald, full of jewels.

"Mom, don't blame her. She didn't mean it," said Lin Yurou, who was very wronged.

"Not on purpose? Your legs are broken! If on purpose, don't you... Look, I won't kill this little bitch!" the woman said, pushing song ran, and her raised palm was about to fall.

"All right, stop it!" another voice inserted.

His voice was not angry. Song ran Xun was an old man with gold rimmed glasses and gray hair. When he spoke, he didn't look at anyone. His voice was clearly small, but it was enough for everyone present to hear.

The woman's hand stopped in mid air.

Lin Yurou began to sob softly, pouted and said, "Mom and Dad, I'm really okay."

Mo Qianxing, who had been silent, suddenly got up and walked to the old man.

"Uncle Lin, people are already here. If she can't take good care of Yurou, I won't let her go easily," he said, glancing at Song ran.

The old man got up slowly with a crutch. "Yurou, I've seen it. There's no big problem. I don't have time to pay attention to these broken things. Pay attention to your discretion," and then walked out of the door.

The woman on one side hurriedly followed song ran out. When she came to song ran, she didn't forget to point at her forehead and swear.

"Song ran, what are you doing there? Why don't you come and serve Miss Ben?" as soon as the door was closed, Lin Yurou, who was originally clever and lovely, immediately became toothy and clawy.

Song ran doesn't say a word and stares at Mo Qianxing.

Mo Qian's eyes flickered, but he still opened his mouth, "come here."

Sure enough, you shouldn't have hopes for him.

Song ran walks to Lin Yurou's bed and smiles, "I didn't expect Miss Lin to have such good acting skills. It's really a talent not to get involved in the performing arts circle."

"What are you talking about? You are jealous that Qian Xing and I are going to get married. You pushed me downstairs. Your mind is vicious. I was soft hearted if I didn't send you to jail!"

"Oh? Really, I wish Miss Lin would send me to jail," said Song ran, smiling more and more brightly, but there was no smile in her eyes.

Song Ran is very beautiful. When she doesn't laugh, she is cool and gentle. When she smiles, she is bright and publicity, which is very attractive.

Lin Yurou was stunned at the way she smiled.

For a moment, he was speechless. When he reacted, he pulled Mo Qianxing's sleeve, pinched his throat and whined: "Qianxing, look at her. She has no intention of repentance. I said that she should cut off her hand and let her have a long memory. You have to say that she should take care of me to make amends!"

Mo Qian took away Lin Yurou's hand and took a step back before he said, "you're hurt. You should rest and don't make trouble."

Then he went to song Ran's side, leaned over to his ear and said "call if you have something", then picked up the phone and walked out of the door.

When Lin Yurou saw that Mo Qianxing was so close to song ran, she hated her teeth.

When Mo Qian Xing came out of the door, Lin Yurou immediately put down the "injured" leg, picked up the pear in the fruit tray on the table and ordered song ran, "go and wash me a grape."

Song ran put a hook in the corner of her mouth and said sarcastically, "why, don't you even bother to pretend in front of me?"

Lin Yurou snorted coldly, "anyway, Qian Xing only believes in me. What can I do? You are just a dispensable plaything."

Song ran suddenly feels flustered. Yes, Mo Qianxing has never asked her the truth. Lin Yurou says what it is.

Just let them go.