Rong Luchi was happy to stab his love rival in the heart.
Being frugal with words is a way of treating others with respect.
Shi Hechuan deserves a few more words from him.
In the ward.
Song Wanwan held his grandfather's bent and immobile hand.
Gently massaging him, "Grandpa, I'm useless. I don't have the ability to protect our house. It's all my fault."
"No...I don't blame you...absolutely."
Just when Song Wanwan was feeling sad, he heard his grandfather speak with difficulty.
She immediately looked up in surprise.
"Grandpa, you're awake."
"Um……"
Grandpa Song is only paralyzed on one side of his body, and he speaks incoherently with some effort, but he can still communicate normally.
"By the way, Grandpa, I want to ask you something. Do you know someone named Chen Bomin? He originally paid three times the price to buy our villa, but Lu Yiming schemed against him. He seems to be Mom's classmate...
Also, Lu Baoer told me that I’m not actually Lu Yiming’s child. What’s going on? "
Song Wanwan originally wanted to wait until his grandfather's health improved before asking.
But this series of questions and her own life experience have always been a source of worry for her.
Seeing her grandfather wake up, she asked directly.
When Grandpa Song heard the name Chen Boming, he looked a little surprised.
"He, he, he, is your mother's first... love..."
Grandpa Song did not hide it.
Song Wanwan's cold cat-like eyes trembled: "Grandpa, do you know my life experience..."
Grandpa Song looked at Song Wanwan, tears suddenly welled up in his eyes, and then he shook his head.
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