Chatper 469 (1/2)

In the ward, Song Weiyi sat on a chair, silently looking at the man on the bed.

Fortunately, because he was drowsy, the embarrassment of father and daughter meeting was avoided.

Such a situation, before the big change a few months ago, they probably never dreamed of it?

If her mother was still there, how would she feel when she saw what happened to him?

Her mother, infatuated, was too stupid. Until she died, her whole heart was still on him.

In exchange for treating each other like this, is it worth it?

With a "bang", the sound of the door opening alarmed Song Weiyi.

Outside the door, Fu Qishan and others came in one after another.

Seeing that it was Fu Qishan, all the hairs on Song Weiyi's body stood on end, and he was instinctively wary of Fu Qishan.

"Isn't this the only one? My good sister, why are you here?" Fu Qishan walked over with a twist of her waist.

A strong smell of perfume came over his face, Song Weiyi's brows were tightly knotted, and he covered his nose slightly.

It was so dark that the Sheng family had too much perfume, so that Fu Qishan sprayed the whole bottle on her body.

"Yo, you're still covering your nose, do you dislike me?" Fu Qishan sneered, her voice sharp.

"This is a hospital." Song Weiwei reminded coldly.

At this moment, the people on the hospital bed were still asleep, so Fu Qishan couldn't wait to show her presence. Did she think the ward was too quiet?

"So what about the hospital? Don't you care about Dad's life?"

"You came to quarrel with me?" Song Weiwei raised his eyes and asked with a smile.

Delicate skin, fair and rosy cheeks, revealing her good condition all the time.

Compared with her, Fu Qishan, who had put a lot of powder on her face, paled in comparison.

She looked at Song Weiyi jealously. She also had this delicateness and tenderness before she married Sheng Zhenguo.

But after being tossed by him for a few months, nothing was left.

"So what?" There was no Pei Yibai by her side at the moment, so Fu Qishan was naturally not afraid.

Seeing Song Weiyi's cheeks as white as jade, she wished she could grab her.

"No, I don't have time or energy to argue with you." Song Weiyi got up.

Before he took two steps, he was stopped by Fu Qishan.

"I just came, and you're going to leave? My sister doesn't show me face?" Fu Qishan sneered.

Only she knows how much the word "sister" is called against her will.

Song Weiwei wanted to laugh, "If you are willing to think so, then I have nothing to say."

She picked up her bag and turned to leave.

Meeting Fu Xiuyan outside, Song Weiwei greeted him without saying anything.

"See? Song Weiyi is so arrogant that she can't control the sky. I want her to pay a price that is ten times heavier than mine." Fu Qishan gasped for breath, and if she hadn't been stopped by Fu Zining, she would have almost rushed out.

What happened later, Song Weiyi didn't know, and didn't want to know.

It was just because Rong Jingan was hospitalized that he felt a little gloomy.

The driver was waiting at the gate of the hospital.

Back in the car, Song Weiyi didn't ask the driver to go back directly.

"Let's go to the cemetery." She said softly.

It seems that I haven't seen my mother for a long time.

I don't know if she knows in heaven and will blame herself.

"Young Madam, it's already a bit late."