Dragon and Phoenix Addicted: The President is addicted to pets

The second grandson was in the operating room, and Song Shuying was a little distracted from exercising. After drinking the medicine, she couldn't wait to go to the operating room.

Just after the operation was over, the medical staff came out pushing the hospital bed, and Song Shuying asked them to send her directly to her ward.

Song Qizhang on the hospital bed was pale, as if he was asleep, and his white hair was almost integrated with the pillow.

Qin Yue was a little shocked, and didn't recover from it for a while.

The doctor said: "Continuing to sleep, not eating or drinking, smoking and drinking, the stomach and lungs have suffered some damage, but the young man has good recovery ability and will not leave the root cause of the disease. Let him rest well."

Only then did Song Shuying feel relieved, and told others not to go in and disturb Song Qizhang.

Everyone was sitting in the living room, and before Song Qizhang woke up, they waited for Jiang Yucheng and Song Yuanhuai to come back.

After several people learned about Song Qizhang's situation, they tacitly chose to remain silent.

In fact, after the second couple were taken away, they hardly mentioned the names of these two people in public, as if they had never appeared, and also in order not to make the old lady sad.

At this time, Song Qizhang's existence made people feel a little silent.

He didn't know what happened back then, but he witnessed the process of his parents being taken away with his own eyes. The shock and pain were beyond his ability to bear.

Surprisingly, Song Qizhang returned to normal after waking up. He should eat and drink, and began to communicate with everyone, and stayed with the old lady more.

Just don't mention anything about your parents.

Soon, under the conditioning of Dr. Qi, all the indicators of his body were within the normal range.

At the same time, the old lady's body also recovered seven to eighty-eight and was ready to be discharged from the hospital.

It was a great event for the old lady to be discharged from the hospital. The two grandsons helped to pack things. Qin Yue was busy going through the discharge procedures, and Zuo Xinxin was in charge of communicating with Dr. Qi about the follow-up treatment plan.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Song Yuanhuai's car arrived downstairs at the hospital on time, Song Nanzhi and his brothers walked in front with big bags and small bags, Zuo Xinxin and Qin Yue supported the old lady, and walked slowly behind.

"Where's Jiang Yucheng?" Zuo Xinxin asked.

Song Yuanhuai paused: "Didn't he tell you that he returned to City C in the morning?"

"?" Leave without saying goodbye?

When did she let this guy get used to it and leave without saying a word?

Song Shuying comforted: "Maybe there is something wrong with the company. Recently, he helped the boss manage the company, and he didn't care about that."

She is really satisfied with this grandson-in-law.

Zuo Xinxin snorted: "Grandma, don't speak for the old man."

Song Shuying couldn't help but find it funny seeing her rarely showing a bit of her daughter's shyness.

She also liked this granddaughter more and more.

When the group returned to the Song family's old house, before they stepped into the hall, they heard two crisp laughter.

Zuo Xinxin's eyes widened immediately, and she couldn't help speeding up her pace. Others heard it and walked in.

President Jiang Da, who was supposed to be in City C, was sitting steadily in the living room at this time, holding a little princess carved in pink and jade in his arms, and leaning on a cold young master beside him.

The moment she heard the sound of footsteps, Xiao Ai opened her watery eyes instantly: "Mommy~"

The little guy jumped down and flew towards Zuo Xinxin, who immediately caught him with a full arms: "Oh, are you getting fat again?"

"No, hehehe——" Xiao Ai twisted her body and hung on Zuo Xinxin's body, "Hug, Mommy!"

Seeing the two cute little guys, Song Shuying was a little stunned for a moment.

Xiao Ai looks like Jiang Yucheng, has exquisite facial features, and smiles like a little sun, which can warm people's hearts.

Xiao Cheng looks like Zuo Xinxin, but the charm between his brows is exactly the same as Jiang Yucheng's. The little guy looks so cool, making people want to pinch his face.

Jiang Yucheng got up and walked over with long legs: "Xiao Cheng Xiaoai, this is your grandma."

The two little guys said in unison: "Hi, grandma."

"Hey, hello..." Song Shuying looked a little excited, she knelt down and hugged her two soft bodies, her eyes were red.

As soon as she saw these two children, she thought of her lost eldest grandson and Song Xiao, if they were still there, it would be great.

Immediately afterwards, Zuo Xinxin introduced other people to Xiaocheng Xiaoai. The two little devils usually play and play, but they are very cute at this time.

When he arrived at Song Qizhang's place, after calling his second uncle, Song Qizhang's expression was a little subtle.

Xiao Ai suddenly said: "Mommy, why is Second Uncle's hair white?"

As soon as these words came out, the originally harmonious anger froze a bit.

I saw Song Qizhang touching Xiao Ai's head: "Because this is a popular style this year."

The little guy suddenly realized: "Oh - so the second uncle is the spirited guy that Aunt Xuan often talks about..."

"..." What did Lu Xuan teach you again?

In order to welcome the old lady to be discharged from the hospital, the kitchen specially prepared a big meal, and everyone sat down at random, Xiao Cheng and Xiao Ai naturally squeezed in between Daddy and Mommy.

Song Qizhang was at a loss as he stood beside him, and then was pulled to sit beside him by Song Nanzhi, he was a little stunned.

"Look, I won't be full, let's eat."

Only then did Song Qizhang realize that he had been staring at it for a long time, and when he came back to his senses, he picked up the chopsticks hastily.

The air was filled with the smell of food, and everyone twitched their index fingers, eating with gusto.

There were two plates of crayfish, garlic and spicy in front of Xiaocheng and Xiaoai. Jiang Yucheng probably ordered the kitchen in advance.

At this time, the two little guys were self-sufficient, their mouths were full of oil, and the napkins on their chests were also stained a lot, so Zuo Xinxin had to replace them with new ones.

While eating, Zuo Xinxin found that Xiao Ai's peeled shrimps were not eaten, but were neatly placed on the plate.

At this moment, Xiao Ai finished peeling the food in her hand, and put the plate in front of Song Shuying: "Grandma eats garlic, not spicy."

The latter was stunned for a moment, and was immediately moved: "Thank you Xiaoai, grandma can eat one, and you can eat the rest yourself, okay?"

Xiao Ai blinked and blinked: "But Xiao Ai peeled it for grandma. Xiao Ai doesn't like garlic, and my brother is peeling spicy one for Xiao Ai."

Little *Emotionless Shrimp Peeling Machine* Cheng: ...

Looking at the little guy's pink and tender face, Song Shuying still accepted it. Although the shrimp was a bit cold, what was eaten was warm love.

Next, Xiao Ai fully demonstrated her warm and hospitable side, and shared all kinds of delicious food with everyone. People who didn't know thought she was the little master of the family.

Song Qizhang was also given a delicious chicken wing.

Tears almost welled up in my eyes.

Swallowing back his tears silently, Song Qizhang finished eating the chicken wings and said his next plan in front of everyone.

As soon as the words came out, everyone fell silent.

"Study abroad?"

Song Shuying was a little surprised. This grandson had always been held in the palm of his hand and he was used to growing up. Of course, she was worried about going abroad to study alone.

"No, I have to send someone to take care of you if you want to go. How can you let grandma feel at ease if you go so far alone?"

Song Qizhang smiled indifferently: "People must be independent. If you don't let me out, how can I grow up?"

His face was rosy, but his whole body seemed to have settled down, and the previous playfulness and playfulness no longer existed.

He didn't dye his white hair either, and even took care of it like his father.

Song Shuying knew that he had made up her mind, and said: "Okay, grandma respects your decision, but if you have anything to do outside, remember to call grandma."

The old lady is still reluctant to part with this grandson, but she also knows that the old house is a sad place for Song Qizhang, she might as well study abroad, change places, and start over.

Zuo Xinxin, who was sitting on the side, was also a little surprised by Song Qizhang's decision, but actually thinking about it, maybe this is the best choice.

Unexpectedly, Song Qizhang had already made a plan: "I've already bought a plane ticket, and I'm leaving tomorrow."

Now he does seem to be a different person.

Song Shuying nodded: "Tomorrow, Nanzhi and Xinxin will come see them off with me."

The two people who were named agreed without thinking.

"No need." Song Qizhang said, "I can do it by myself."

That being said, the rice in the bowl was almost turned into a paste by him.

Qin Yue suddenly said: "Nanzhi is the eldest brother, so it's only natural to take care of him."

"You don't need to be hypocritical!" Song Qizhang suddenly raised his voice, his grievances turned into accusations, "I know you don't like me, hate me, and exclude me, so I'm leaving alone, can't it be fine if I leave?"

He looked at everyone at the table, but when his eyes fell on Xiao Cheng Xiaoai, there was a momentary pause.

When everyone was silent, Xiao Ai said in a milky voice: "No one hates the second uncle, the second uncle is so handsome, Xiao Ai likes it very much!"

Facing the innocent eyes of the little guy, the anger in Song Qizhang's eyes suddenly began to subside.

After a while, he lowered his head and said in a depressed tone, "I'm sorry..."

Everyone was stunned, but before they could respond, they saw him standing up: "I'm sorry, aunt, I'm sorry, second sister, I'm sorry, grandma..."

Every time he said sorry, he bowed, his white hair shook, and his face was almost buried in the bowl.

After bowing, he held back his tears and said, "I know my parents have done a lot of wrong things, and I don't expect your forgiveness. As a son, the only thing I can do is to apologize to you, whether I forgive you or not. Please also accept it."

As he spoke, he bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, everyone."

After the words fell, a tear fell into the bowl. Song Qizhang tried his best to restrain it, but his shoulders still couldn't stop shaking.

He is stubborn and unforgiving, but he can also distinguish between good and evil, right and wrong.

After learning about everything his parents had done, Song Qizhang felt that the sky was falling.

The parents he was so proud of turned out to be the devil who stepped on the dead body of his relatives. He was shocked, terrified, and more frightened.

Compared with these things, he was more afraid of losing his parents, so he used Song Shuying's love to win opportunities for his parents.

However, who would have thought that what he did would actually fuel their conspiracy!
Unbelievable, disappointment, despair, pain, countless emotions swept over him like a tide, completely breaking down his psychological defense.

In those three days, he thought a lot, thought about turning himself in, thinking about leaving his hometown, and thinking about ending it all.

But in the end, he chose to atone for his parents.

"So, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."

Language is so weak sometimes, he said sorry over and over again, but hated his powerlessness.

Seeing him like this, Song Shuying couldn't help but her eyes were red, Qin Yue was already weeping on Song Yuanhuai's shoulder, and Song Nanzhi's expression was also very complicated.

Zuo Xinxin clenched the corners of her lips, and the tip of her nose felt a little sore.