Song Ling said firmly: "There is no best, only better! I promise, I will work harder in the future!"
In short, through his eyes, she could see firm belief.
In an instant, Liu Zhiyuan was so moved that her eyes were wet.
Maybe it's because of the sensitivity caused by pregnancy! In any case, she is easily moved now.
After Song Ling said this, her heart really softened.
After a long moment, she sobbed, "Hubby, thank you. Thank you for loving me so much, thank you for loving me so much!"
Song Linggang acted coquettishly and rubbed the ends of her hair, "Silly wife, are you stupid? This is what I should do. You don't need to say thank you."
Liu Zhiyuan was like a little fool, muttering to himself,
"No, just thank you. Thank you God for giving me such a good husband, thank you God for making me so happy. In short, thank you, you love me so much, thank you, you love me so much, all kinds of thank you!"
Song Ling doted on her, "Okay. You talk, I listen!"
Liu Zhiyuan suddenly thought of something, and then she asked, "Hubby, you have always loved me. But since you said you loved me that day, why haven't you expressed it to me?"
Song Ling looked at her with a determined look, still domineering.
"The day you tricked me into jumping off the building, I already knew my heart clearly. I also said I loved you. If I change my mind, I will let you know, but I firmly believe that I will never change in this life!"
Liu Zhiyuan didn't expect that this man would be so domineering and unique when speaking sweet words.
She stared blankly for a few seconds, and tears of emotion couldn't help but roll down her cheeks.
Song Ling gently wiped her tears and then held her tightly in his arms.
As the New Year is approaching, Yatong can be discharged from the hospital.
She's recovering well, but she doesn't look well.
New Year is the time when thousands of families reunite, but now she is left alone in Sioux City, how can she be happy?
Song Huihai and Song Cheng went to the ward to see her together, while Yatong was staring out the window.
Seeing them, she forced a smile: "Xiao Cheng, uncle."
Song Huihai bought a fruit basket and placed it on the bedside table. Seeing her pale face, he asked, "How are you? How's your recovery been lately?"
Yatong's voice was a little weak: "Very good."
She forced a smile again.
"Uncle Song, it's the end of the year, the company should be very busy, right? Don't take the time to come and see me.
"Xiao Cheng, you shouldn't come either. Go to your uncle's company and help him. Don't be so cynical all day. Uncle Song is old, you should help share some of the burden."
In front of Song Huihai, Song Cheng is always a cynical person, weak by nature and lacking ambition.
Therefore, at this time, he replied perfunctorily: "I know, Sister Xiao Tong."
When Song Cheng was mentioned, Song Huihai couldn't help but frown slightly. The biggest failure in his life was marrying Lin Su so casually. And then he gave birth to Song Cheng, a disappointing son.
He sighed helplessly and asked, "Are you going to be discharged soon?"
Yatong nodded, her eyes complicated. "The doctor said I can be discharged in a few days, but I don't really want to be discharged..."
Song Huihai was a smart man. Seeing her embarrassed look, he thought about how sad she felt when she was alone in the hospital during the New Year. Then he suggested,
"Why don't you want to be discharged from the hospital? Get out early and get away from the smell of disinfectant. You don't have to worry about being lonely. After you're discharged, you can live directly in our old house and spend the New Year with us."
Ya Tong moved her fingers and whispered, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"
Song Huihai said firmly,
"There's nothing inappropriate about it. On the day you're discharged from the hospital, call Song Cheng to pick you up. By the way, this year, Xiao Ling and Xiao Yuan will also return to our old home to celebrate the New Year with us. It will be more lively for everyone to be together."
Yatong's eyes flashed bright colors, but were hidden.
She sniffed with emotion: "Uncle Song, you are so kind to me. You, Auntie, Brother Ling, and even Xiao Cheng are all very kind to me. I am really touched. You make me feel warm, and I really don't know how to tell you how I feel."
Song Huihai is a man of dignity and not used to being emotional, so he just said,
"No need to express yourself, just stay healthy. It's settled. I'll go to the company first. Remember to call Song Cheng and ask him to pick you up and then go back to the old house."
Yatong nodded: "Okay, I understand, Uncle Song."
Song Cheng followed Song Huihai and prepared to leave. Song Huihai turned around and shouted, "Why are you following me? If you can't help with the company's affairs, you can at least stay here with Xiao Tong."
Song Cheng was startled, took a step back, and then replied weakly: "Okay, I understand!"
Song Huihai roared again, "Stop messing around, idiot! Don't let me see those messy girlfriends of yours in the newspapers anymore!"
Song Cheng immediately replied, "I know!"
After Song Huihai left, Song Cheng revealed his original coldness and scheming nature, and his eyes became brighter when he looked at Yatong.
Yatong understood the meaning in his eyes. Because the eavesdropping device was still in the ward, they didn't say much, but just nodded silently.
Song Cheng's eyes gleamed with pride. Things were going much more smoothly than he had expected. He thought the old man's offer to take Yatong back to the old house was a good thing for him and for their plan.
The next day, Yatong was discharged from the hospital. Song Cheng took her away and brought her back to their old house to settle down.
After she settled in, she sighed in the room.
She had always longed to have a room of her own in the old house, and she didn't expect to live in it now. However, she didn't live here as the young lady of the Song family.
My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com