"Grandpa, if this is the only condition that can stop the Song family's new product launch, I agree."
Shi Ran held his hands tightly and said with certainty.
Grandpa turned his back to Shi Ran and asked seriously, "Even if that person is Song Yanzhe, will you agree?"
"Yes." Shi Ran nodded again with certainty. "That's Dad's career. I will never let it be damaged."
Even Song Yanzhe.
If that person is Song Yanzhe, she will not only get the Shi family from Shi Yan, but also use Song Yanzhe to get the Song family.
Song Sichen is not good at political scheming, so she will do it herself.
Whatever she does, she must have control over it all.
all!
Grandpa slowly turned around, took a few steps forward, squatted in front of Shi Ran, raised his slightly calloused hand and gently stroked her cheek.
"Grandpa tells you, there is nothing more important in this world than yourself. Don't compromise yourself for others."
"grandfather."
Shi Ran hugged her grandfather with tears in her eyes.
"It's not Song Yanzhe."
"Um?"
"It's Song Sichen."
"Um?"
Shi Ran looked up in slight surprise.
"Grandpa wouldn't let my teenage granddaughter marry someone else just for his son's career. Grandpa isn't that useless, and the Shi family doesn't need to do that."
"What does this mean?"
Grandpa chuckled and said, "Song Sichen has always been alone. The Song family just asked you to accompany him during the weekends."
Shi Ran's eyes sparkled with surprise and tears.
"Grandpa, is that really all?"
"right!"
"Thank you, Grandpa." Shi Ran happily kissed Grandpa on the cheek and held him tightly in his arms. "Grandpa, you are the best grandpa in the world."
Under this circumstance, Shi Ran had to go to the Song family on weekends to accompany Song Sichen.
Although she wanted to stay by the bedside, her father's emotional appeal and rational explanation of her hope faded, and she had no choice but to go.
"Hello, Shiran."
Song Sichen showed a faint smile.
"Hello!"
To be honest, Shi Ran was very angry.
When I need to spend more time with my father, I always feel that the time I spend with Song Sichen is a waste.
After receiving Shi Ran's boring greeting, Song Sichen looked straight at Shi Ran's face.
"Let's go!"
Then Song Sichen grabbed Shi Ran's hand.
"Where are you going?"
"A place where we hang out together."
"I'm not in the mood to play."
"I know."
I know, but I still do this kind of thing.
At that time, Ran's patience was almost reaching its limit.
Song Sichen pushed open a door with the hand that was not holding Shi Ran.
"here……"
Shi Ran looked at the huge library in front of him and widened his eyes in surprise.
It was several times larger than the library her grandfather wanted to give her.
"This is our Song family library. Let's look for books that can cure uncle's illness."
Song Sichen said as he moved the chair next to the table in the middle of the library.
"Song Sichen..."
"I'll help you this time."
"Thanks!"
After saying just two words, Song Sichen continued to flip through the bookshelf without saying a word, his ears turning red.
Shi Ran smiled silently and picked up a book.
A few hours passed.
Suddenly my waist hurt as if it was broken. I raised my head and it was already afternoon.
Looking at Song Sichen opposite him, he was still staring at the book intently. The books he had already browsed next to him formed a small mountain, as if he would never get tired.
Shi Ran moved his neck and looked out the window. The sky was a little dark and it looked like it was going to rain.
"Do you want to go out for a while?" Song Sichen asked while looking at Shi Ran. "It's nice to take a walk in the garden."
There are not many people visiting the villa where Song Sichen lives, but there are many flowers planted in the garden in front.
"OK!"
Shi Ran also felt a little tired.
There are many flowers blooming in the garden, and there is one that Shi Ran likes very much.
"This is called trumpet creeper, right?"
"Yeah, it just opened in early May." Song Sichen picked a trumpet creeper and handed it to Shi Ran, tearing off a petal and putting it into Shi Ran's mouth. "I saw in a book just now that this flower can be used as medicine and has the effect of promoting blood circulation."
"It seems that I can pick a few flowers and give them to Dad. Putting them in the porridge will also be useful."
"Um."
Song Sichen nodded.
Shi Ran turned around and happened to see someone walking towards her. It was a face she didn't want to see.
"Go back."
Shi Ran said coldly.
"Um."
Song Sichen seemed to find it troublesome as well and answered with a frown.
The two turned around and were about to leave.
"Hey, you two!"
The voice of misfortune insisted on following them.
"call!"
Shi Ran sighed, already having a bad feeling.
She turned and greeted calmly.
"Hello, Song Yanzhe."
"It's you."
Song Yanzhe walked over with a smile.
He seemed to have forgotten what he suffered at the last celebration and hadn't learned anything.
Song Sichen was already staring at Song Yanzhe with cold eyes.
Shi Ran decided not to hit him this time.
However, this determination was immediately shaken by Song Yanzhe's words.
"I heard your father is suffering from a terminal illness?"
Shi Ran's already cold face suddenly became much uglier.
She gritted her teeth and said, "If you mean by that, I thank you, but if you don't mean it, then don't say anything."
Song Yanzhe was not angry. Instead, a smile appeared on his face, as if he had found a weakness that could be used to torture Shi Ran.
"Father is dying, and you're actually chatting with that despicable guy here. Could it be that she's not your biological daughter? I thought she was just an illegitimate daughter of the Shi family, but I didn't expect she was actually a bastard!"
"Stop talking."
Song Sichen whispered a warning beside Shi Ran.
But Song Yanzhe shrugged and continued to sneer.
"If it were my father, I wouldn't leave the hospital bed for a moment and would stay by his side the whole time. Seriously, you're so happy now, could you really not be her biological daughter?"
"Song Yanzhe."
"My mother is a beggar whose origins are unknown. No! She's trash!"
"Shut up."
Song Sichen reached for the dagger behind him.
"You know what? Displaced people are willing to sell themselves to find a place to sleep for the night..."
Bang!
With a loud bang, Song Yanzhe's face turned to the side, and a red handprint slowly rose on his cheek.
It was Shi Ran who slapped him with all his strength.
It seemed that Song Yanzhe did not expect Shi Ran to hit him. His surprised eyes were full of disbelief.
"Shi Ran, you actually hit me?"
Song Yanzhe covered his beaten cheek with one hand and muttered to himself, totally unable to believe it.
Shi Ran stared at him straight, even though he was a head shorter than him, he still did not retreat, and his eyes were as sharp as swords, showing no fear at all.
The anger that exceeded her limit made Shi Ran shed tears involuntarily.
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