Being His Little Fox

Song Yi sat on the side of the bed and talked a lot to him, but the man on the bed showed no sign of waking up.

In the end, she didn't speak any more, just sat quietly beside the bed.

Many things have happened recently, but fortunately he is fine, at least still alive.

As long as you live, there are endless possibilities.

Song Nuan and Lu Yan came over.

"Sister." Song Nuan: "Brother-in-law will be fine."

"Let's come over and ask you to go back for dinner."

Song Yi: "Yeah."

Tang Si couldn't wake up, and there was chronic poison in his body.

If this continues, it is equivalent to chronic death.

Song Yi knew this consequence very well, so her daily hope now was to wake him up.

As long as you wake up, everything will be much easier.

Instead of lying like this all day long.

...

On this day, the weather was rainy.

The drizzle in the sky was fluttering, and it was also mixed with fine snowflakes.

The temple is in a thin mist.

Song Yi often came here recently. Before meeting Tang Si, she didn't believe in Buddha.

After meeting Tang Si, she prayed all day for the safety of his every mission.

Up to now, she almost always comes to this temple to pray for blessings.

The temple is full of fireworks and many people come here.

Song Yi wore a black down jacket, which was also very thick, holding an umbrella and slowly walking on the steps.

The temple walls are high and the inside is quiet.

There are wooden fish, bells, and Buddhist scriptures.

Everything seems so sacred.

The surrounding trees are also very high.

"Amitabha, female donor." Seeing her in the direction, greeted her.

Song Yi received the umbrella and smiled at the abbot: "I'm here to pray for blessings and incense."

Her temperament became softer and gentler, dignified and majestic, tightening her glamorous aura, and the whole person became calmer.

Compared to before, I really don't have any sharpness on my body, and I know how to converge. I used to be gorgeous and soft, but now it is very different.

The voice also has the gentle gentleness unique to southern women.

The temperament of the whole person is very quiet and elegant.

"Come to pray for my husband." The direction looked at Song Yi: "The donor's heart is very sincere."

Song Yi narrowed his eyebrows and slowly knelt before the Buddha.

When he got up, he said: "Praying for blessing is a blessing, but whether he gets better or not is also his good fortune."

Abbot: "Amitabha, blessed people are blessed."

Song Yi nodded without refuting.

"I want to copy the scriptures." Song Yi looked at the abbot: "Bless him to wake up earlier."

Song Yi has copied a lot in recent days.

Temper and breath are so sinking.

"The donor is sincere." The direction is kind: "It will definitely get better."

"Thank you abbot."

The abbot looked at Song Yi: "Donors should also pay attention to their health."

"People want to work hard, and all diseases cannot be cured."

Song Yi smiled lightly: "Thank you, abbot."

She was about to walk inside, but she saw a familiar car underneath from a distance.

She frowned slightly.

That was Tang Ningrou's car.

Actually followed her here.

I'm afraid she makes trouble in such a place.

Song Yi said goodbye to the abbot.

Holding the umbrella, she walked towards Tang Ningrou in the mist.

The whole body is soft and static, and the eyebrows are gentle and beautiful.

Song Yi stood in front of her and smiled slowly: "Look for me?"

At this time, Li Wen got out of the car and stood quietly behind Song Yi, without speaking.

Tang Ningrou looked at Song Yi, "I'm looking for you."

"Tang Si hasn't been awake for a long time, and there are some things we have to figure out." Tang Ningrou: "I also asked the doctor about his condition. If he continues like this, he will not be saved."

"Seeing that the New Year is about to come." Tang Ningrou held the document in her hand: "This is a paternity test."

"I have already talked with the hospital." Tang Ningrou said, "If you have nothing to do in the future, you can stop disturbing him."

"Tang Si, it has nothing to do with you."

Song Yi looked down, looked at the paternity test book she was holding, and said nothing.

Tangning Rou really did it.

She didn't let her see Tang Si, so she didn't want Tang Si to wake up this time.

She didn't speak, and Tang Ningrou said again, "Didn't you tell me to show evidence before? Now that the evidence is shown, I will tell you as his mother, don't bother him, he needs to rest in the hospital now."

"Whether you can wake up depends on his good fortune. If you have to keep watching him, then don't blame me for transferring him."

"Let you never find where he is."

Song Yi: "His body is unstable, and you want to transfer him to the hospital, which is equivalent to killing him."

"Is it good for him?"

Tang Ningrou: "I don't listen to you. He is my son. I can do whatever I want."

"Today I am mainly here to tell you this." Tang Ningrou said, "The doctor has said that the possibility of him waking up is extremely small. I will not let a woman like you take all his property."

She lowered her eyes and looked at Song Yi's belly: "In your belly, maybe it's really his child, right?"

Tangning smiled softly: "I think I forced you to this point. You might really want to do an appraisal to prove that this is his son."

When the words fell, a wind blew in the mountains, and snow flakes blew into the umbrella with drizzle.

Song Yi's hair fluttered in the cold winter wind, and his small face was delicate and clean.

Snow fell on the hair a little, and the sky was gray. Song Yi wore a black suit and held a black umbrella. His skin was whiter and his whole body was more dignified and noble.

Compared with Tang Ningrou, Song Yi is more temperamental, and there is a kind of tranquility flowing all over her body.

"I won't do it." The woman's voice fluttered in the wind: "I won't do that kind of thing that hurts the body."

"You don't have to use this to threaten me."

Song Yi was calm and terrible, and the words that he said slowly seemed even colder in the cold wind.

The woman held the umbrella with one hand, put one hand in her pocket, her hair draped smoothly behind her, and slowly smiled at Tangning Rou: "Auntie, I will bear you, thinking that you are his biological mother. , But you have repeatedly made such actions."

"My patience is also limited."

"Now it's a society under the rule of law, what do you want to do to me?" Tang Ningrou: "I hope you can know that you have no relationship with him. I and him are the real family."

Tang Si is rich, countless accumulated, and current wealth, Tangning Rou can't help but be moved.

"Don't force me to do such a thing as a child in your stomach. I know you are sad now, so you often come to this temple to pray for blessings."

"But I think you also know that I am in trouble. I need money." Tang Ningrou: "If you can talk to me well, I can give you a sum of money, but if you don't want to talk to me well, what shall I let you You can’t get it, not even the kid in your stomach."

She has a cold tone, and this determination seems to have been made a long time ago.

Song Yi chuckled, her eyes sneered, and she didn't put these words into her eyes: "It's still unclear after living such a large age."

"You're right. I don't have a certificate with him. It really doesn't matter. If he doesn't wake up, then our only relationship is the kid in the stomach. You can say I am not his girlfriend."

She said slowly, "But Auntie, you want Tang Si to die."

Word by word, with snow in it: "I will let you die."

The tone was light and fluttering, but it was deep into people's hearts, causing Tang Ning Rou to tremble.

Song Yi's eyes told her that she could really do what she said.

Tang Ning Rou lowered her eyebrows: "I just came to inform you of this matter today, and did not say that he should die. After all, he is my son, so be it."

After she finished speaking, she opened the car door and wanted to leave.

Song Yi is not threatened, she can only go, this matter must be planned well, and then long-term considerations.

"Hold on," Song Yi called to her: "Since you can follow me to this place, it proves that you have a lot to say to me. Why are you leaving in a hurry?"

Tang Ningrou paused, looked back at her, and sneered: "I have already said what I want to say. What do you mean by this? You still want to deal with me?"

She doesn't believe that, in this place, can she still do it?

"That's right, I want to clean up you." Song Yi chuckled lightly, in a low tone: "I won't clean up you, am I waiting for you to clean up me?"

Always so tolerant, she repeatedly tried to force her.

Threatening her now and not letting her see Tang Si?

She is really dreaming. If you don't clean her at this time, when will you wait?

"You--!" Tangning Rou's eyes widened. Before she could finish her words, Song Yi quickly reached out and gave her a hand.

The strength is particularly accurate, hitting the acupuncture points.

She was standing in the gray rain and snow, her body straight and soft.

Just watched the woman fall in front of her blankly.

"Drag her into the car, tie her up, and lock her up." Song Yiqing softly ordered: "If Tang Si doesn't wake up a day, she will be locked up for a day."

Li Wen nodded behind him, and dragged Tang Ning Rou into the car.

After this incident, Song Yi was tougher than ever.

It's the kind of cruelty that comes in soft and gentle.

It made people afraid to provoke her.

Gentle and gentle, give you a knife calmly, let your blood flow, and slowly die.

Li Wen: "Mr. Song, it's okay."

"Let's go home." Song Yi said, and took the umbrella, his eyes were light: "I don't have the mind to copy the scriptures and chant Buddha today."

If possible, Song Yi really didn't want to run back and forth, but wanted to stay quietly with Tang Si in the temple.

She took the umbrella and got in the car: "Li Wen, you come over tomorrow to ask the abbot if there is anything in the temple that needs renovation, and give them money to pay for it, as my incense money."

Li Wen drove the car: "Okay."

Song Yi: "What Tang Ningrou said to the outside world, you have a sense of measure."

Li Wen nodded: "I know, I will take care of it, President Song rest assured."

"it is good."

Li Wen was driving, and seeing Song Yi tired, he handed him a thermos cup with soaked medicine and tonic, which was good for his body.

"President Song, drink some. I have just been standing outside for so long. Take a drink and warm up the body, and the child in his stomach will still be well supported."

Song Yi took it and drank it.

She has no objection to the child in her stomach. Everything is good for the child. Even if she doesn't like it anymore, she will eat and drink.

Li Wen looked at Song Yi quietly drinking from the rearview mirror, only sighing and distressed in his heart.

Song Yi's reaction during pregnancy was not small, he was vomiting and lethargic, sometimes unable to fall asleep, and often called him to run back and forth at night.

However, pregnant women in other people's homes all have husbands who are in pain, and they sleep with them.

Pity her body is already weak, and many things still need her to carry on her own.

Li Wen was very afraid that Song Yi would suffer from postpartum depression.

"Mr. Song, you don't care about the company's affairs, and the old man and his wife are watching, so you can be healthy and give birth to the baby."

Song Yi looked at the scenery outside and nodded slowly.

Her biological parents died in the biochemical pool of the T organization. These things are already clear.

But she had no time to worry about these things.

So many things are waiting for her right now.

She watched: "Don't go back now, go to 99 Center Street."

Li Wen nodded.

...

Fu Jingsheng is in good health.

When Song Yi came, he was playing games.

Excited.

"Life is pretty happy."

Fu Jingsheng saw Song Yi coming and immediately shut down the game.

"Sister," Fu Jingsheng quickly helped her: "It's raining outside, why are you here today?"

This is the new house Fu Jingsheng bought, and he was injured because of going to the T organization. He has a lot of things he can't do, so he stays at home.

Song Yi pushed his hand: "You don't need to help me, I'm not old, weak, sick or disabled."

Fu Jingsheng looked at Song Yi's belly. It was two months to three months. The winter clothes were thick and there was no obvious pregnant belly. It looked the same as usual.

Coupled with Song Yishou, it was as if she was not pregnant. But Song Yi was softer and weaker than before.

It seemed that the wind would fall down as soon as the wind blew, and knowing that she was pregnant made Song Yi even more untouchable.

Since those things subsided, Song Yi often came to see Fu Jingsheng.

Fu Jingsheng also stated that he did not blame Tang Si. He had known someone was following.

All the grievances and grievances will be ended sooner or later, all he has acquiesced.

Fu Jingsheng: "I have nothing to do with my body now. You don't need to see me all the time."

"Drink some hot water."

Song Yi held a water cup and covered his hand: "I didn't look at you specifically."

"I sent someone over. During this time, you will help me watch carefully and don't let her go out to be a demon."

Fu Jingsheng: "...?"

"Who?"

Li Wen carried Tang Ning Rou in at this time.

After Fu Jingsheng saw it, "..."

"This... old woman?" He pointed to himself, something incredible: "Let me watch?"

"Yeah." Song Yi said: "Who told you to be hidden here, the police may not be able to find your place, so it is safest to put this person in your place."

"If she is released, she will make trouble again."

Li Wen nodded frantically.

Before Song Yi didn't care about Tang Ningrou, he was worried day and night, for fear that Tang Ningrou would act on Song Yi, but now Song Yi acted on her.

Li Wen only felt at ease.

Fu Jingsheng: "This is Tang Si's mother, right?"

Holding the quilt, Song Yi took a sip of hot water in a rush of heat: "Apart from blood, she has nothing to do with Tang Si."

"Yes." Fu Jingsheng thought for a while: "T organization medicine led me to get it."

"Almost able to develop an antidote, but his current body is not suitable for medication."

Fu Jingsheng looked at Song Yi: "I only developed it in this period of time, but whether he can wake up is a big problem."

Song Yi tightened the cup tightly, her eyelashes trembling slowly, and her teeth gently bit her lower lip.

She couldn't be happy when she heard the news.

Perhaps as time goes by, it becomes more and more aware that he is less likely to wake up.

But the antidote will slowly expire over time.

"Ling Ling Ling--" At this moment, Song Yi's mobile phone rang suddenly.

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