Dear Mr. Shi

Seeing his beloved man, so carefully guarding Song Qinghuan, petting Song Qinghuan, and baby Song Qinghuan, this kind of mood can't be alleviated no matter how much he scratches his liver and lungs.

Why is Song Qinghuan, she is better than Song Qinghuan, why can't it be her.

The sharp nails burned into the palm of the hand, Bai Rubing bit her lips tightly, widening her eyes that had been soaked in tears, and a cold and sharp light came out from it.

No, she shouldn't give up, she can't give up, she loves this man so much.

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When Song Qinghuan had lost everything, Shi Yuhan picked her up and went home.

She fell asleep halfway through, and she slept until the next day before waking up. She got up and walked for a while, feeling almost recovered.

She went around in the room and didn't see Shi Yuhan. Aunt He came back from buying vegetables and told her with a smile that Shi Yuhan had confessed that he had something to go out and asked her not to go to work for two days. Resting at home, the company has asked her for leave.

Song Qinghuan said "Oh", without showing any emotion on her face, but she was very happy in her heart.

After New Year's dinner, she took her son to the garden for a short walk.

Today, the weather is very good and the sun is shining. After a walk, she sits directly in the garden and reads a book, lazily enjoying the sun, while sitting next to her.

She didn't know what the book was about, and she didn't even look into it. Everything in her mind was the scene she saw when she woke up early in the morning when she opened the curtains a long time ago.

At that time, when she was warming up, she was just like she is now, lying here quietly reading a book, and when she was sitting next to her, she was very lazy and narrow.

At that time, she would never have thought that she would be like him someday.

After all, at that time, Zishi was in her heart, a monster that could eat people, but at this moment, Zishi was a warm pet in her heart.

I was thinking that she slowly closed her eyes, and soon became sleepy. When she was about to fall asleep, Aunt He suddenly ran out, holding the home wireless phone in her hand.

She handed the phone to Song Qinghuan: "Madam, it's Mr.'s phone!"

Didn't call her cell phone, but call her at home? Song Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled at Aunt He.

It is estimated that no one answered the phone when she called, and she kept her mobile phone in the bedroom.

She answered the phone and asked softly: "What's the matter?"

The voice from Shi Yuhan's voice was very serious: "Get dressed, I called Chen Tian to pick you up."

Song Qinghuan blinked: "What's the matter?"

"Go to the hospital," Shi Yuhan said indifferently, and after a pause, he added: "Li Wei committed suicide!"

With a loud bang, these words were like a surprise, and they exploded in Song Qinghuan's heart.

She had a small face, instantly pale as snow, unbelievable: "You...what did you say? Kill yourself...!"

Song Qinghuan was panicked, even if Shi Yuhan confirmed to her, she still felt that everything seemed to be a dream.

When she rushed to the hospital, a group of doctors were coming out of the operating room. They announced, "I'm sorry, the patient's rescue was ineffective, and the death has been confirmed!"

"No—" Song Qinghuan yelled loudly.

She opened her eyes wide, tears in her eyes, "How is it possible, how is it possible, it must be fake, tell me it must be fake!"

Immediately, she ran forward, pushed open the door of the operating room and rushed in.