Chapter 133 Grandpa is in trouble



It’s almost time to get off work.

When Rong Luchi passed by Song Wanwan with coffee, he walked over.

"I'm going out for a social event with Xingzhi tonight. Should I ask Musen to take you home?"

"No, you might need to drink alcohol during your social events, so it's better to let Mu Sen accompany you."

"It's okay, I'll drive carefully."

"Okay, call me when you get home." Rong Luchi touched Song Wanwan's head.

"Drink less and be safe."

"good."

"Chi, I have changed the plan for tonight, take a look at it." Gu Xingzhi strode over with the documents.

Rong Luchi took a sip of coffee and turned back to the president's office.

The two discussed for a while, then hurried out of the office together and left in the elevator.

He must be busy.

Song Wanwan decided to leave later today, work overtime first, and then have dinner with Yue Mianmian later.

But an urgent phone call made her originally comfortable mood become extremely nervous in an instant.

"Uncle Zhao, you said my grandfather was beaten by a patient in the hospital?"

As soon as he heard the word "injured", Song Wanwan did not dare to slack off for a moment and rushed directly to the hospital.

He had been holding on to some hope along the way, but when he arrived at the hospital and saw his grandfather lying on the bed dying, Song Wanwan's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

"Uncle Zhao, wasn't my grandpa recuperating? Why did such an accident happen? He actually let a patient hurt him!"

Halfway through her words, Song Wanwan's tears were already overflowing from her eyes, and she was choking with sobs and pain.

"I don't know. The weather was nice today, so after I fed the old man, I pushed him downstairs for a walk. Unexpectedly, an out-of-control patient rushed out and pushed both me and the old man down."

Rong Luchi arranged the best hospital care, how could such a thing happen!

But at this moment, Song Wanwan looked at his grandfather who was thin and hunched over on the hospital bed, and the pain and self-blame surged up like a rising tide.

Before Uncle Zhao finished his report, he was interrupted by a gentle female voice.

"Isn't this a million? This private hospital is expensive. You've been making a lot of money."

Hearing this familiar voice, Song Wanwan's face suddenly froze. She turned her head and saw Bai Lian walking towards her with a gentle and loving smile.

She actually dared to appear in front of her!

He had never thought she was hypocritical or artificial before, but now seeing that she imitated her mother's style from the way she dressed to the hairstyle, Song Wanwan wanted to tear her to pieces.

But reason told her that Bai Lian's appearance here was definitely not simple!

"What are you doing here?"

"I have a good friend here, so I came to visit and happened to see you." Bai Lian walked forward and pretended to be surprised: "Is this the old man of the Song family? How did you become like this?"

Bai Lian pretended to be surprised, but her smile only grew wider.

Song Wanwan secretly clenched his hands hanging at his sides, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

"I thought you were also hospitalized here, but anyone willing to be a mistress does have some mental problems. I suggest you get some medical attention."

The word "mistress" directly irritated Bai Lian. Her smile immediately fell, and her unhappy voice was mixed with sarcasm: "Song Wanwan, the one lying here now is your grandfather. Your grandfather committed suicide, your grandmother passed away due to illness, and your only grandfather also suffered from hemiplegia. This is a family disease. You'd better see a doctor."

Song Wanwan stared at her with her distinct black and white eyes, her beautiful lips curled slightly, and she sneered: "Really? Will the mistress inherit it?"

"Song Wanwan!"

Bai Lian was completely enraged.

The mistress is a stain on her life, and she doesn't allow anyone to mention it again. Besides, her daughter cannot have any stain!

"Your father and I were each other's first love. Now that we're together, your grandfather is the one who's interfering."

After Bai Lian finished speaking, she looked at Song Wanwan proudly, without any sense of shame, but rather complacent.

How blatant and ironic.

Song Wanwan's face was frozen with frost. "Don't try to fool me with your tricks. You're not a good person, and neither is he. You two are a perfect match."

Bai Lian was completely enraged, and his face began to turn ferocious.

She took a step forward, walked in front of Song Wanwan, looked at her pretty little face, curled her lips and said: "Song Wanwan, do you want to know why your grandfather still had a huge debt after committing suicide?"

Song Wanwan narrowed his eyes and looked at the complacent Bai Lian, and an ominous premonition suddenly spread in his heart.

"Because my husband transferred all the money to my name, he said he felt guilty towards me for the rest of his life and wanted to ensure Baoer and I had enough food and clothing.

Everything I wear now was bought with that money. My mother and I have everything we need to eat, wear, and live happily ever after thanks to your grandfather’s hard work.”

boom--

Song Wanwan felt as if his mind was struck by lightning, and his face turned pale and blue.

She never expected that Lu Yiming could be so cruel and heartless! All the hard work of the Song family turned out to be a wedding dress for Su Lianqing and her daughter!

Hatred exploded in his chest, and the anger went straight to the top of Song Wanwan's head.

That man is worse than a beast!

"Bai Lian, you vicious woman!" Song Wanwan's fisted hands were shaking. She raised her hand unable to bear it any longer, wanting to slap her hypocritical face.

Bai Lian didn't hide either, as if waiting for her slap.

However, Uncle Zhao next to him pulled Song Wanwan back in time.

"Miss, no!" Uncle Zhao stopped her and instantly suppressed Song Wanwan's lost reason.

Indeed not.

If she beat Bai Lian here, then she would have evidence. The Lu family is at a critical moment now, and Lu Baoer must be holding back a trick if she didn't come. If she took action, then things might be difficult to say.

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