Loving a virtuous wife: The president of the milk dog stands aside

a long time.

"Grandma, just because I respectfully call you grandma, I let you go everywhere, but I have a thread in my heart, if you break it, don't blame me for being rude."

"Shao Tingxun you!"

Zhu Hong looked at Shao Tingxun angrily, but she knew that the current Shao Tingxun was no longer the previous Shao Tingxun, so she could only take a deep breath?

"I think you need to calm down as much as that woman does."

After saying that, Zhu Hong turned around and left with Shao Tingyun.

At noon, Meng Meili appeared in the hospital.

"Voice, here I come."

"Excuse me, just give me some clothes."

"Qingyin, what are you doing?!"

Shao Tingxun glanced at Meng Meili, and looked at Song Qingyin with deep eyes.

Meng Meili replied, "Qingyin is going to move to my place, and I will take her out of the hospital. If you have a conscience, don't stop her."

"I said, you can't be separated from me." Shao Tingxun looked at Song Qingyin coldly and stubbornly.

Just now Song Qingyin said that she would move out of Shao's house, as long as she stays with him, he doesn't care, but now...

"Shao Tingxun, why are you like this? If it weren't for you Qingyin, would you be like this now? And how did your Shao family treat her?"

Shao Tingxun eased his tone, a little weak, still looking at Song Qingyin, "I know I have wronged you, we can move out of Shao's house, but we can stay with me, there is no need to disturb Meng Meili."

"Stay with you, don't, Mr. Shao, as long as I stay with you for a day, Qingyin will always live in the pain of the child's disappearance, and your crazy mother and grandma will never forget to trouble Qingyin."

"The voiceless child is gone, and I am also in pain, why should you separate from me, I am also in pain."

Looking at Song Qingyin, the pain in Shao Tingxun's eyes magnified little by little.

And Song Qingyin turned her head to look at the window from the beginning to the end.

"See? It's so painful for Qingyin to be with you. If you're doing it for her own good, then let each other be calm."

Shao Tingxun looked at Song Qingyin and fell silent.

After a long time, Shao Tingxun opened his mouth, "Qingyin, do you really want me to leave?"

Song Qingyin responded to this sentence immediately.

"Ah."

This voice broke Shao Tingxun's heartstrings, his face was dead, and finally he dragged his exhausted body out of the hospital.

At the same time, Song Qingyin's tears fell uncontrollably.

A week later.

"It is reported that the daughter of the Song family was diagnosed with a mental illness and was sent to a mental hospital for diagnosis and treatment. Not long ago, the wife of the Song family committed suicide and died after rescue efforts failed."

……

"It deserves it, it's too cheap for the two of them to clean them up like this!"

Meng Meili was filled with righteous indignation watching the TV report, and her eyes fell on Song Qingyin again as she spoke.

"According to gossip, Song Qingle was driven crazy by Shao Tingxun.

"Also, the knife on Yao Jinfeng's body is said to have been stabbed by Shao Tingxun himself. It is exactly the same as the part on your body. It is not the rumored suicide at all."

Listening to Meng Meili's words, Song Qingyin's calm eyes did not move.

"Ding-dong-"

"Who will it be at this time?" Meng Meili stood up and opened the door.

"Are you?" Meng Meili paused deeply when she saw an old man.

"Is Qingyin here?"

Talking, the man squeezed into the room before Meng Meili could react.

"Qingyin, you are indeed here." Song Liancheng rushed forward when he saw Song Qingyin excitedly.

"Who are you?" Song Qingyin had already recognized Song Liancheng, but asked indifferently.

Song Liancheng stared at her with wide eyes.

"Uncle, who are you? Let go of Qingyin, or I will call the police." Meng Meili said excitedly.

"Qingyin, how can you not recognize me, I am your father."

Song Liancheng shook Song Qingyin's body vigorously, but Meng Meili was deeply shocked.

"I don't have a father. My father abandoned me when I was a child. I don't know you." Song Qingyin's expression and tone were too indifferent, "Meili, call the police and let the police come and take him away."

And Song Liancheng raised his hand and slammed his chest fiercely, "Qingyin, don't do this, dad is wrong, dad is wrong."

Yao Jinfeng died suddenly, and Song Liancheng had to reorganize the company. Only then did he find out that Yao Jinfeng had already emptied the entire Song family company without telling him.

"I've been cheated by that woman all this time, it's dad who misunderstood you."

Song Qingyin couldn't help sneering, "Misunderstanding?! Didn't you already know that you misunderstood me? It's just that now you find out that woman lied to you, so you want to get back my daughter, who you have always looked down upon."

Song Liancheng did know early on that he had misunderstood Song Qingyin, but he couldn't save face.So he never called her back to Song's house, and at that time he thought there was another Yao Jinfeng with him.

But now that the Song family is completely ruined by Shao Tingxun's oppression, he has no face to speak of, Yao Jinfeng is even more...

"Qingyin, I was wrong in the past, but no matter how you say it, I am your father."

Song Liancheng squeezed Song Qingyin's hand, took a deep breath, "Qingyin, although your sister did something wrong to you, she has already suffered retribution, so you should find a way to get her out of that hospital, I Come and take care of her."

For Song Liancheng, Song Qingle will always be such an important existence.

Song Qingyin couldn't help sneering, "This is the real purpose of your coming here today."

Song Liancheng froze for a moment, unable to speak for a moment.

Song Qingyin opened his powerless hand, "She is already sick and should be hospitalized, let her come out, do you want her to go crazy and kill you with your own hands?!"

Feeling ruthless, Song Qingyin also turned ruthless, "Let me tell you, even if a person like Song Qingle is not sick, I will send her inside. You want me to let her out, aren't you joking?!"

Seeing Song Qingyin like this, Song Liancheng's eyes turned gray, and he sat down heavily on the ground, "Qingyin, why did you become like this, you were not like this before."

Song Qingyin closed her eyes, "Meili, did you call? Why haven't the police come yet?!"

"Hit... hit."

Although Meng Meili had heard of Song Qingyin's incompetent father a long time ago, she was stunned by Song Qingyin's current attitude, after all, Song Qingyin was so gentle before.

"Did you call the police?" Just as he was talking, the police appeared in front of him.

"Yes, this man broke into the famous house, please help me drag him out."

"Qingyin, I am your father, and you really treat me like this..."

"What's the situation with you, the family has a conflict and reported it to the police?"

"No, I don't know him."

The policeman took a deep look at Song Qingyin, then his eyes fell on Song Liancheng.

"name?"

"Song Liancheng."

"Song Liancheng? I failed the credit check and illegally transferred assets. I was looking for you. I didn't expect to meet you here. Come with us." The police put handcuffs on Song Liancheng.

"Police slow down."

Throughout the whole process, Song Qingyin's eyes did not fluctuate in the slightest.

At this moment, Meng Meili couldn't help staring at Song Qingyin cautiously.

"Qingyin, I just heard about the illegal transfer of assets. If it is serious, it will go to jail. Would you like to find out more about it?"

Through getting along with Meng Meili, she knew that Song Qingyin was a soft-hearted person, and how much enmity she had with her father, but she never expected, Song Qingyin only said, "What does this have to do with me?"

"I want to go to the orphanage later, you go with me." Song Qingyin said again.

"Orphanage?!" Meng Meili frowned slightly.

After arriving at the orphanage.

"Miss, they are all well-behaved and sensible. If you have someone you like and are able to take care of them, you can pick them up after going through a formality."

"Are there any very young children? How many months old?"

The dean paused slightly, "A few months old?! What a coincidence, Miss, I just sent two months old children a while ago, I'll go over and pick them up for you to see."

Soon the two children came to Song Qingyin's arms.

Seeing one of the children with such familiar features and a small silver bracelet on his hand, Song Qingyin's heart choked.

"Miss like this?"

Song Qingyin shook her head, "This child is disgusting at first glance, how could he like it."

As soon as these words came out, Meng Meili and the dean gave a deep meal.

No matter how good a child is, no adult would describe it like this.

And this child was Song Qingyin who once loved her as her own child, but when she knew it was Song Qingle's executioner's child, how could she like it.

A few days ago, although Lan Die mistook the child for Shao Tingxun's child, Shao Tingxun's heart turned cold and he sent the child to an orphanage.

After Song Qingyin spoke, the dean's face immediately sank, "Miss is too high-sighted, we may not have one suitable for you here, if you want to adopt a child, look elsewhere."

"I want this."

Not caring about the dean's sarcastic remarks, Song Qingyin hugged the child next to her.

"Hehehe-"

As soon as Song Qingyin picked up the child, the child giggled with him.

Inexplicably, Song Qingyin felt extremely close, and her heart felt warm.

Seeing that the child liked Song Qingyin so much, the dean's expression gradually softened.

"It seems that you and this child are quite destined. This child was sent a few months earlier than this child, but it seems that the two are about the same age."

"The baby is so cute."

Holding the baby in her arms and gently shaking it, Song Qingyin showed her first smile in a long time.

Meng Meina was very relieved, "Qingyin finally sees that you are alive, I should have brought you to this place long ago."

"Come here and register with me."

……

After registration, Song Qingyin did not leave directly, but stayed there to watch the child she had raised for several months.

Her hand was raised slowly.

A voice shouted in Song Qingyin's heart.

Song Qingle killed her child, why should her child live!

Song Qingyin exerted more strength in her hand, but she let go of it suddenly after a while, and she couldn't help but fell back on the ground, taking a deep breath.

"Qingyin, what are you doing, didn't you tell me to wait for me in the car? What are you doing here?"

Meng Meili, who rushed in from the outside, frowned and looked at her anxiously.

After Meng Meili brought Song Qingyin home, Song Qingyin seemed to come alive.

In addition to taking good care of the children every day, I also read books seriously.

"Qingyin, what do you want to do, read such books every day?"

Looking at her, Meng Meili frowned. In her eyes, such books were the most boring.