Song Ling hung up the phone and got on the plane.

He arrived at the villa at 1:40 pm and Yatong was waiting for him at the door.

As soon as she saw him coming, she immediately rushed forward anxiously, "Brother Ling, you are finally here?"

Song Ling asked directly: "Where is my aunt?"

"Lying in the bedroom."

Song Ling and Yatong went to Song Li's bedroom and indeed saw Song Li lying on the bed with a pale face.

"Xiao Ling, why are you here?"

Seeing Song Ling coming, she struggled to sit up, but was held down by Ya Tong. "Auntie, don't move. Just lie down peacefully."

When Song Ling arrived, he said without a doubt: "I'll take you to the hospital!"

Song Li still wanted to refuse,

"Xiao Ling, don't worry. I'm fine. Xiao Tong is really a good kid. I said there's no problem, so why did I call you?"

She didn't say anything, but her voice was weak and she didn't sound okay at all.

Song Ling frowned and said again in a deep voice: "Go to the hospital!"

His words were scary, so Song Li had no choice but to listen to him.

Song Ling personally drove his aunt to the hospital for a physical examination.

After some tests, the doctor said Song Li had some hypoglycemia before she fainted.

Song Li looked at Song Ling, feeling a bit amused and helpless. "Got it? I told you it was nothing, you're just making a fuss. I just have low blood sugar and need to go home and rest."

As a doctor, Song Ling naturally understood the dangers of low blood pressure. He didn't need the doctor to explain much and directly took the test results to send his aunt home.

On the way, Song Li was still mumbling, meaning that Xiao Tong and Song Ling were too nervous.

Although it was a whisper, the meaning of happiness was obvious between the lines.

Yatong cleverly held Song Li's arm, leaned on her shoulder, and said softly,

"Okay, Aunt, stop it. For you, my brother Zero and I are willing to go through so much trouble. You've treated us like your own children since we were young, so we should be nervous about you."

Song Li's eyes moved slightly, and she hugged Ya Tong and said with emotion, "Yes, my Xiao Ling and Xiao Tong have grown up. My Xiao Tong is very sweet, and auntie is very happy."

The three of them chatted casually along the way and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

At the same time, Yatong's phone rang. When she saw it was Ning Anyi, her small face was suddenly filled with a shy smile. She spoke on the phone with warm eyes and chatted briefly for a few words. Then she hung up with the excuse that it was inconvenient.

When Yatong answered the phone, Song Ling noticed her facial expression and the tenderness in her eyes from the rearview mirror, so he casually asked, "Boyfriend?"

Yatong was shy again, lowering her head, her little face almost buried in Song Li's arms.

Song Li looked at her and couldn't help laughing.

Yes, our little Tong girl is in love again. You should have met Mr. Ning, right? "

Song Ling thought for two seconds, and then it came to him. He was a little surprised at first, but after thinking about it carefully, it was not surprising, so he just said: "Very good! Get along well!"

Ya Tong nodded gently, she couldn't help but joke. "Brother Ling, you are my brother. When I get married, will you prepare a generous dowry for me?"

dowry?

Song Ling thought that he should not be good at dowry, but the little woman in the family should be good at it, and said: "That's natural. When you get married, I will ask your sister-in-law to prepare a generous dowry for you!"

The smile on Yatong's face froze for a moment. Under Song Li's inspection, she smiled again: "Okay, then I'll thank my sister-in-law first."

Back at the villa, Song Ling helped Song Li to her bedroom upstairs.

Yatong followed like a well-behaved daughter, helping Song Li take off her shoes and tucked in the quilt for her.

Song Ling originally planned to send his aunt home and go home immediately.

He wanted to go home early and didn't inform the little woman at home. He was a little excited and wanted to go home early to see the little woman's face.

When he turned around, Song Li grabbed him and said weakly, "Xiao Ling, talk to your aunt. A lot of things have happened recently, and you were very busy with work. We haven't been able to sit together and chat for a long time."

She used to live in Jiangcheng and seldom returned to Sucheng. Occasionally, she would ask Song Ling to chat with her.

It was actually Song Li who was talking, and he just listened quietly.

At this moment, seeing his weak aunt, he couldn't refuse.

He sat down on the sofa and chatted with Song Li.

Yatong took the initiative to go downstairs to help Song Ling pour water, and also poured a glass of water for her aunt.

Then he retreated obediently and added when he reached the door, "Brother Ling, you can eat here. Try the food I cooked and then go back after you finish eating. When An Yi comes to see me, I will introduce you to him."

Song Ling nodded, "Okay."

Afterwards, Song Li started talking, and her topic was Yatong, saying how innocent and distressing Yatong was.

Fortunately, she has found her own happiness now. I hope Ning Anyi can cherish her and let her be happy forever.

Song Ling lazily leaned on the sofa, and was always in a relaxed state when he was with his aunt. Listening to his aunt's words and drinking warm tea, the fatigue of continuous travel was also relieved.

Somehow, he felt a little sleepy and slowly fell asleep.

Song Li kept looking at him, watching him fall asleep, her eyes slightly complicated.

Finally, he picked up his phone and sent a text message to Liu Zhiyuan.

Liu Zhiyuan felt a little surprised when she received Song Li's text message.

She was surprised by a text message from her aunt, which said that Xiao Ling had returned and was chatting with her in the villa, asking her if she would like to come over for dinner.

Song Ling is back? Why doesn't she know anything about this?

She had been staring at the calendar, thinking that her husband should be able to come home in two days. Why did her aunt say that he was back now?

What's going on?

Did the man deliberately want to surprise her?

Thinking of this, she quickly replied that she would be late.

She changed into a thick down jacket and went out accompanied by the maid.

When she arrived at the villa, she saw Song Ling's domineering Land Rover parked at the door of the villa.

When she entered the villa, she heard silence inside and she frowned subconsciously.

Song Ling is back, and her aunt texted her to come for dinner. Why is there no one in the villa?

Something seems to be wrong with the atmosphere?

She looked around the hall, saw no one, and tried to go upstairs to her aunt's bedroom.

The maid had been with her all the time, but considering that her aunt liked quietness, she didn't let the maid stay with her any longer.

She went upstairs and gently pushed open the bedroom door. The scene she saw almost made her eyes pop out.

She really saw Song Ling lying on the sofa, and Ya Tong looked at him affectionately, hooking her arms around his neck, as if she was ready to kiss the man passionately.

Liu Zhiyuan had no precautions at all, how could she suddenly endure such a scene?

Her breathing was rapid and her beautiful eyes were about to spit fire.

She was an impulsive person, and this scene was a great insult to her.

She saw Song Li lying on the bed, sleeping as if she was sick, and when the door opened, Ya Tong turned around in panic.

When she saw Liu Zhiyuan's appearance, her eyes turned away in fear, her little body shrank back in fear, and she whispered, "Brother Ling..."