He Is Warmer Than Time

However, he said that she was dead, maybe she was thinking about it.

Or, deep down in her heart, she doesn't want her mother to die, she hopes she is still alive, and she still wants to talk to her.

Maybe everything is her wishful thinking.

Tang Qingru returned to the bungalow by the Huangpu River, and Song Ran and Song Xuan also went home directly.

Late at night, Song Xuan took the milk to Song Ran's room and saw that she was reading a book, so she took the book from her hand: "You don't need to work when you should work, you should take a break now."

Song Ran took the cup, glanced at Song Xuan, and whispered: "Sister...the old lady, I hurt you once, why are you going to her?"

Song Xuan sat on the edge of the bed and chuckled at her: "What do you want to say?"

Song Ran pulled her hand: "I don't want to say anything, I just feel relieved."

Song Xuan laughed again: "That old woman, she deserves it, I just..."

Song Ran squeezed her hand: "You are right, I support you, I will always stand by your side, no matter what decision you make."

Song Xuan finally showed a heartfelt smile: "Human, even if you have a beloved husband, you still have to have a sister who understands you."

Song Ran touched her hair: "Just trade a child for your sanity and calmness. The price is too great."

Song Xuan shook her head: "This is the end of the matter, and the old woman finally deserved it. She lost her most proud son. This hatred is a retribution."

Song Ran snorted, "She will lose her most beloved grandson. Back then, she drove away our mother and us, and caused you to have a miscarriage and killed our mother. I will not be so easy to forgive. Past her."

Song Xuan was a little surprised: "I heard that she was good to Tang Ji'an, I guess... Tang Ji'an won't break with her."

Song Ran expressionlessly said: "If Tang Ji'an knows something, I am afraid that this grandma who has always petted him will become abominable in his eyes."

Song Xuan raised her eyebrows: "What else do you master?"

Song Ran sneered: "Visit her in two days and give her a cardiotonic injection, so that she can collapse more quickly and make her completely lonely."

Song Xuan watched Song Ran finish drinking her milk, and then asked a few words not to read and rest early, and then she returned to her room.

In the room, Yang Haitao was lying on his side, reading the plan. Recently, he and Huang Jianjun's real estate company has begun to make a large profit, so they plan to acquire two more pieces of land.

In fact, nowadays, they don't need to ask Song Ran at all. They have unique vision and some friends in official circles who know the market and the situation. Basically, once they get the correct one, they are all places to make big money.

Song Xuan walked over, stretched out her hand and stroked his back: "Is it still painful?"

Yang Haitao didn't care much: "It's okay, it won't hurt if you don't care."

Song Xuan whispered: "Hai Tao, when your injury is healed, let's... just have another child."

Yang Haitao's eyes lit up suddenly: "Xiaoxuan, have you figured it out?"

Song Xuan chuckled, "Well, I figured it out."

Yang Haitao immediately lost the plan in his hand: "I think, we don't need to wait for my injury to heal, we can make people now."

Song Xuan twisted her eyebrows: "No, you are still hurting."

Yang Haitao got up and put his hand around her waist: "It's fine if there is no injury."

Song Xuan Yingyingmei stared at him: "I'm afraid your waist will not be strong."

Yang Haitao hugged her up: "My husband wants you to see if there is strength in your waist."