Husband, don't play by the rules

Seeing the family's harmonious and warm appearance, Gu Xiaoxi felt even more sad in his heart.

She quietly packed the things at home and the meals to be prepared for the next morning outside.

Early the next morning, the two children had just been sent away.

Another message came from the upper room of the Song family, asking Gu Xiaoxi to come over.

Upon hearing this, Song Yihe looked at her suspiciously and said, "What are you telling me to do again, don't go."

Even Song Yihe knew the Song family's attitude towards Gu Xiaoxi now, he was the clearest.

Now all the people in the Song family are nothing more than bullying him and now he is incapable.

There was a cold smile on the corner of his mouth.

Gu Xiaoxi still said very low-key: "Let's go and have a look."

Song Yihe said sharply: "You are disobedient, don't blame me if you get angry, you don't have to be afraid of them, besides, I will never blame you for anything, being angry is your personal matter, and he can't say anything?"

Song Yihe said dissatisfied with Gu Xiaoxi.

Of course Gu Xiaoxi knew that Song Yihe was angry because she was angry at the Song family, but he couldn't be angry with his mother either.

It was really Gu Xiaoxi who made the noise and he just pretended not to hear it.

Gu Xiaoxi said to Song Yihe graciously: "Thank you husband for your concern, I won't be offended by your words of encouragement."

Gu Xiaoxi still went. Since the recent incident, the Song family and Gu Xiaoxi have been in a state of cold war, and they haven't done much. As the saying goes, they meet more and talk less.

As soon as I stepped in today, the atmosphere felt weird again, like an old dream revisited.

Before she could get over it, a slap was slapped at her again, and she, who had already prepared for her, quickly squatted down, but the person who slapped her immediately sat down on the ground, Shouted: "Oh!"

Mrs. Song stood there stroking her waist and yelled, "It's wrong, it's wrong, I'm hitting my old lady, hit me."

Mrs. Wu has gained power, and she will grab Gu Xiaoxi's hair when she comes over.

Gu Xiaoxi jumped up and slapped Mrs. Wu back when she came up, gathering all her anger here.

The "pop" sound was loud.

The woman's crying and screaming made the hall of the Song family chaotic again.

Immediately afterwards, Gu Xiaoxi took another step forward and slapped that woman surnamed Wu on the face again.

This palm made the hall suddenly quiet.

The woman stopped barking, covered her face and stood there dumbfounded like a wooden chicken.

"This slap teaches you to be a good person. Whether it's the young lady of the Song family you are marrying, or the real wife, it has nothing to do with me. But, you shouldn't be behind my conspiracy."

Gu Xiaoxi's hand was still trembling slightly, and that hand was slightly numb, her face was pale, and she glared at the woman surnamed Wu with round eyes: "I don't want to mess with you, and you have to have a bottom line in everything you do. Limit, don't push people too much."

She picked up the publication from the ground, smiled coldly, tore it vigorously, and fell to the side.

"This is all expected. It's not that I didn't see it yesterday. Why can't I tolerate it for a moment? My man is dying of illness. I'll go to the hospital to see about his kidney replacement and call Su What happened to Special Assistant?"

She turned around, looked at the old man, and at Mrs. Song who was still clutching her waist.

"I can see the Song family's ruthlessness. Today, whether my family's Yihe recovers from illness or not, he will have nothing to do with the Song family and will not inherit any part of your family's business. Don't worry, I've done it."

Young Mistress Wu covered her face and looked at Mrs. Song aggrievedly, "Mom, I'm taking this out on your behalf."

She turned to the old man of the Song family and said, "Grandpa..."

Grandma Wu was beaten because she asked for it. She doesn't hit those who are close or far away, and only hits those who don't have long eyes. This is Wu Feng.

The grievance on her face aroused Gu Xiaoxi's anger again. She raised her hands, but Mrs. Song shook her hands and said fiercely: "She is my family's authentic young mistress, how could it be your turn to do this?" Beat her."

Gu Xiaoxi still looked at her with glaring eyes. She really wanted to treat an old man like this, but it was too much.

She suspected that this was Song Yihe's mother.

If only I could hear a deep and cold voice from the door: "You are bullying me for being sick, are you? I wish I could die soon. My Song Yihe family of four has nothing to do with you. The Song family's wealth is It's all yours. Well, I'm announcing that my family of four has nothing to do with your Song family."

Immediately after Song Yihe finished speaking, there was a burst of panting.

He helped to the door.

Everyone in the room was afraid to speak, and this terminally ill man still had his powerful deterrent effect.

Gu Xiaoxi turned around and looked at Song Yihe in surprise.

She hurried over to help him up, but no one asked him at the hospital bed for a long time.

Gu Xiaoxi is the only one who has been busy recently, and the others have long been indifferent.

He shook Gu Xiaoxi's hand and said, "Go, pick up the child, let's go."

Seeing his angry look, Gu Xiaoxi felt very distressed, and hurriedly said: "You go back to rest first, let's go now, I will call the child."

Old Mr. Song sat in the teacher's chair and didn't say a word. He still didn't understand the current situation, so he didn't say anything for a while, and this person had a deep prejudice against Gu Xiaoxi.

When Songhe appeared, he became anxious and poked his crutch: "Who would dare?"

Song Yihe turned around, his face was livid with anger, and he said: "Grandpa..."

It fell down all of a sudden.

Gu Xiaoxi hugged her and fell into Gu Xiaoxi's weak arms.

The old man threw away the cane in his hand, strode forward, and shouted anxiously: "Yihe, grandpa is doing it for you!"

Mrs. Song was also anxious at this time: "Son..."

**
Gu Xiaoxi called Zhang Yangqing in the corridor, and Zhang Yangqing came over in a hurry.

"The creek."

Beads of sweat hung on the anxious, slightly chubby face, and he pulled Gu Xiaoxi's hand when he came over: "Xiaoxi, what's the matter? Do you really want to do that?"

Gu Xiaoxi nodded: "Well, it's true. Remember that if I have anything to do, I will leave the rest to you."

Zhang Yangqing felt sad when he heard that, he hugged Gu Xiaoxi, and said to her: "Don't worry, you'll be fine, everything will be fine, and your body is also great."

**
Everything was done without Song Yihe's knowledge, if he knew, he would flatly refuse.

When Gu Xiaoxi woke up, Song Yihe was still in a coma.

The two of them were in an intensive care unit, and several doctors and nurses were staring at them. The only thing in the room was the sound of various instruments.

After Gu Xiaoxi woke up, she felt that she couldn't move her body.

She opened her mouth slightly to take a deep breath, feeling that the oxygen mask was lacking in oxygen.

Seeing Song Yihe's peaceful appearance, she closed her heavy eyes again, feeling really relieved in her heart, she fell asleep in a daze.

That beautiful face made the nurse look at her quietly for a long time, like a sleeping doll.

The long eyelashes are slightly curved upward one by one, casting a faint shadow on the face, but it makes people look that her heart is very peaceful.

The peaceful beauty looks so touching.

Song Yihe let out a soft "Oh", and the nurses immediately knew that he was starting to wake up.

Someone came over and looked at the gauges, and everything looked normal.

In the corridor, Song Yihe's two older brothers, his parents, and his grandfather were all sitting quietly, and no one spoke.

Songfeng stared at the movement inside the glass window, and when Song Yihe fell asleep, he said: "It seems to be awake."

Everyone stood up, and Grandpa even stood up trembling slightly. This incident had a big impact on him.

When Song Yihe fainted and went to the hospital to explain the situation to the doctors, he also had a feeling that the sky was falling. At that time, he really wanted God to save him.

When Assistant Su Te came over to explain the situation, he seemed to see hope in his heart, and at the same time he was full of gratitude to Gu Xiaoxi.

He has understood what he has done for many days, why doesn't he know?

I can't be more clear about what I do.

At this moment, there was a cry of "嘤嘤" in the corridor.

The Song family turned around and saw a bright and beautiful middle-aged woman coming, followed by several bodyguards.

When she came she said nothing: she just looked through the glass.

"Xiaoxi, my daughter, you are so kind. If you don't listen to your mother, you will even risk your own life."

She was talking to herself there, her arrogance seemed to be innate, she should be above the top, and everyone else should be alone.

The Song family heard her nagging, and Mrs. Song asked, "Excuse me, what is your relationship with Gu Xiaoxi?"

Ms. Huang frowned and said, "What does it matter, that's my daughter."

"Oh." Mrs. Song understood, this is Gu Xiaoxi's biological mother, Huang Wanqiu.

He is imposing, one can tell at a glance that he is not an ordinary person, and his dignity cannot be pretended.

She quickly said: "Ms. Huang, please sit down, the children are fine, very good."

Huang Wanqiu squinted at them, and replied indifferently: "That's good, just don't wrong my daughter."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and said to the people behind her, "Call the doctor."

The doctor knew that today's dry man was unusual, so he had to be more careful than usual.

The doctor came over and took the folder in his hand and began to introduce the situation to Ms. Huang.

Ms. Huang finally nodded and said, "Thank you doctor, then I'm relieved. I'm leaving. You guys are busy first. I'll come back when I have time."

She glanced at Mrs. Song and said, "I'm leaving, please take care of me. If you need help, just ask me."

If there is anything the Song family can help with, it's just a polite sentence.

After waking up, Song Yihe was so weak that he didn't care about anything, he closed his eyes and became dazed again.

When he woke up again, Gu Xiaoxi just sobered up a lot.