Mu Tingyun said harshly: "Be my lover, or my lover, Chen He, think carefully."
"...He is really ill." Chen He treated it as a fart and didn't listen to a word he said.
Seeing that Chen He didn't take his words to heart at all, Mu Tingyun felt as powerless as if he was punching cotton.
very good.
This is what it feels like to be ignored.
To Qin Yinong, every word he said was an imperial decree, and he always got a response from Qin Yinong.
Only Shen He dared to ignore him like this!
But, he wasn't angry at all...
"Mu Tingyun. You just said that you are the heir to your uncle's estate. What about the Song Enterprises? Who will he hand it over to?"
Mu Tingyun seemed to have heard something very strange.
He said, "The Song and Mu families are old rivals. As you said, my last name is Mu. I will never get a share of the Song family's business."
"You've heard that my uncle has already trained a think tank. They are all trusted members of the Song family."
"After my uncle passes away, they will continue to manage the Song family. Of course, I can only inherit my uncle's personal property."
Hearing this, Shen He’s mind was in a mess.
If what Mu Tingyun said was true, then what about the will that Mengshan read out in the previous life?
That will gave Song Jingcheng's inheritance and Song's enterprise to Mu Tingyun!
Did Mengshan betray Song Jingcheng?
Golden Judgment serves wealthy businessmen around the world. If it really does such a despicable thing, it would be digging its own grave.
What went wrong?
She must have missed some details!
Chen He leaned against the headboard, carefully recalling the details of what happened on the day of Song Jingcheng's funeral. She didn't even notice when Mu Tingyun left.
In the previous life, when Song Jingcheng died, Chen He was already Mu Tingyun's fiancée, and she was present at the entire funeral.
When Song Jingcheng's body was buried, Mengshan appeared with the agreement.
That day, Mengshan was wearing a white suit, and on his right thumb was the dark gold sun-patterned ring that symbolized his status as the president of Golden Judgment...
When he flipped through the documents with his right thumb, the little red mole on his little finger had a special charm in the sunlight.
Swish!
Shen He suddenly opened his eyes.
Is there a red mole on Mengshan’s right little finger?
Chen He had met Meng Shan several times, but had never observed his hands closely.
Chen He picked up her phone, opened Su Xi's WeChat, and asked her: "Cousin, is there a small red mole on your uncle's right little finger?"
It wasn't until the next morning that Chen He received Su Xi's reply: [No.]
When Shen He saw the message, his scalp went numb.
No!
In the previous life, the Mengshan at the funeral was not the real Mengshan!
This discovery made Shen He feel horrified.
It was only in the evening that Song Jingcheng came to see her in a wheelchair.
It was early summer, but Song Jingcheng was wearing long clothes and long pants, covered with a thin blanket. He had a cold and lonely aura, coupled with his pale and sickly face, anyone who saw him would exclaim in surprise -
This man is going to die!
But as soon as he entered the ward and saw Chen He, a warm smile appeared on Song Jingcheng's cold and sharp face.
This smile brought a little redness to her face, like a May peach that was about to ripen, pink and delicious.
"Come over tomorrow and bring me some peaches." Chen He suddenly felt greedy.
But the man in front of him was too weak to withstand a bite.
Song Jingcheng turned around and told the cool guy Xie Jin: "Go to the supermarket outside and buy some peaches." He then asked Chen He: "Do you want anything else?"
Chen He: "...Sanitary napkin?"
She has had her period these past two days and her stomach has been feeling a little uncomfortable.
"OK."
Song Jingcheng calmly instructed Xie Jin, "Buy two packs of both for daytime and nighttime use. If you don't know how to choose, ask the salesperson."
Xie Jin nodded, turned and left.
As soon as he left, Shen He laughed, "You asked Xie Jin to buy it for me, wouldn't he be embarrassed to death?"
"What's the big deal?" Song Jingcheng said, "My mom told me that Xie Jin's girlfriend suffered a brain injury when she was 20, and her IQ has remained at the level of an 8 or 9-year-old. Xie Jin has been taking care of her ever since."
"He knows how to take care of girls better than I do."
Chen He was extremely surprised. "Can Xie Jin's fiancée's brain be cured?"
"I've seen many doctors, both here and abroad, but they all say the human brain is too complex and they're not sure. But..."
Changing the subject, Song Jingcheng told Chen He: "Our grandma has been giving that girl acupuncture recently and said she wants to give it a try."
"Xie Jin agrees?"
"Let's try our best. No matter how bad it gets, how bad can it get? Our grandmother is so powerful, she can't possibly paralyze that girl."
Grandma Su was willing to treat the girl, which was something Xie Jin was more than happy to do.
"How do you feel today?" Song Jingcheng stood up directly from the wheelchair and lay down on Chen He's bed.
Chen He was squeezed by him so hard that he could only lie on his side.
Chen He was so angry that he wanted to laugh, "Whose hospital bed is this? You seem to be lying there with peace of mind."
Song Jingcheng said, "I'm not so at ease. I was dreaming while taking the medicinal bath last night."
"Um?"
"I dreamed that we were having sex on a hospital bed. You were the patient and I was the doctor. I treated you with great enthusiasm."
Song Jingcheng deliberately teased Chen He: "Since we're here, why don't we give it a try?"
Chen He: "...Get lost!"
She grabbed the pillow and pressed it against Song Jingcheng's head.
Song Jingcheng buried his cheek under the pillow, his shoulders shaking with laughter.
Chen He simply lay on his chest and laughed along. After laughing, Chen He said, "I was reckless about what happened yesterday, but I was sure about what happened yesterday."
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