Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

15 minute later.

The car stopped outside the Song family's old house.

"Deep, it's here."

Seeing Ye Shen sleeping from the side, he leaned over and stroked her little head and said softly.

Ye Shen was not asleep yet, Song Cheng's voice came from her ears, she slowly opened her eyes, rubbed her eyes, and her expression gradually became clearer.

"Are you tired? If I'm tired, I'll go up by myself." Facing Song Cheng's doting eyes, Ye Shen smiled and shook his head.

"Not tired, let's go in quickly, I'll just go back to sleep when I get home."

Hearing this, Song Cheng nodded in agreement.

The two got out of the car, Song Cheng held Ye Shen's hand, and walked slowly into the old house.

Walking into the hall, I heard laughter and laughter from the side.

But I didn't see Jiang Li and Song Zhishu, I think they went out again
Ye Shen followed the prestige and saw An An and Little Walnut sitting on the sofa, having fun.

"An An."

Hearing the familiar voice, An An suddenly raised his head, and when he saw Song Cheng and Ye Shen, a look of surprise appeared on his chubby little face.

In the next second, An An threw the toy in his hand aside, and ran towards Song Cheng with bare feet, passing Ye Shen directly.

Ye Shen: "."

Looking at the father and son who cherish each other in front of him, Ye Shen was so angry that his forehead hurt!
"Father, An'an misses you so much."

Song Cheng looked down at An An who was hugging his thigh, with a smile on his lips, then leaned over and hugged him in his arms, and responded dotingly: "Good son, Dad misses you too."

When An An heard this, her brows became even more delighted, and she hugged Song Cheng directly and did not let go.

Ye Shen: "."

Dare this little bastard miss her at all? ! !

Taking a deep breath, Ye Shen rolled his eyes, sat directly on the sofa, picked up the apple in the fruit plate, and took a hard bite, trying to disperse his anger!

Little Walnut sat beside her obediently with big eyes staring at her. When she saw her take the third bite, she couldn't help but raised her hand and tugged at the corner of Ye Shen's clothes.

"Auntie..I.eat.."

The voice of Little Walnut came from his ears, Ye Shen quickly reacted, and immediately hugged Little Walnut in his arms with a gentle look on his face.

"Little walnut is so good, can auntie cut it for you?"

Little Walnut's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly nodded in agreement.

Seeing this, Ye Shen leaned over and took the fruit knife from the fruit plate, cut it into small pieces, and fed the little walnuts heartily.

The little walnut ate it with relish, and soon, an apple was eaten up by the little walnut.

At this time, An An trotted to Ye Shen's side, and put her arm around her shoulder, acting like a spoiled child: "Mom, An An wants to eat too."

Hearing this, Ye Shen looked at An An with a pitiful face, but he still didn't say what he wanted to refuse.

Who told this ancestor to be his son!
Sighing slightly, Ye Shen leaned over and took an apple, cut it into small pieces and handed it to An An.

Song Cheng stood aside, looking at the picture in front of him, a warm current passed through his heart.

After playing with the child for a while, Song Cheng took Ye Shen upstairs to pack his things.

After half an hour.

The two packed up their things.

At that time, Song Lin just came back from get off work, and Ye Shen also gave him the little walnut with confidence.

Then the family left the Song family's old house.

When he got home, Ye Shen was so tired that his back ached. After carrying the sleeping An An to the children's room, he went back to his room to rest.

As soon as he lay down on the bed, Ye Shen fell asleep.

When Song Cheng came in, this was what he saw.

He walked forward quietly, and covered Ye Shen with the air conditioner at the side. He sat on the edge of the bed, looking down at her peaceful sleeping face, with a soft smile on his lips.

Then he attached himself to Ye Shen's forehead and pressed a kiss lightly.

At this moment, Song Cheng's cell phone rang in his trouser pocket. In order not to wake Ye Shen up, he got up and strode out of the bedroom.

In the living room, Song Cheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and swiped the answer button.

As soon as the phone was connected, Liu Qing's anxious voice came from the opposite side: "The third master is not well, Mr. Geng Fan was stabbed and is currently being rescued in the hospital."

As soon as these words came out, Song Cheng frowned immediately, the corners of his mouth were drawn into a straight line, and a gloomy look appeared on Jun Mo's face.

"Which hospital?"

After getting the address, Song Cheng hung up the phone, picked up the car keys and went straight to the hospital.

Along the way, Song Cheng's face was gloomy, and there was a violent aura in his eyes. Geng Fan was his younger brother and brother.

Now that he is injured, he is very worried.

Two 10 minutes later.

When Song Cheng came to the door of the operating room, Liu Qing was anxiously walking up and down the door. When he saw Song Cheng coming, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Third Master, you can count yourself here."

Song Cheng pursed his lips slightly, put his right hand into his trouser pocket, and said indifferently, "What's going on?"

Liu Qing didn't dare to hide anything, so he quickly told the truth.

"Third Master, I was going to deliver the documents. On the way, I happened to meet Mr. Geng arguing with a woman, and then the woman stabbed Mr. Geng with a knife."

After talking about it, Liu Qing specially gave Song Cheng a wink.

Following Liu Qing's line of sight, he saw the woman squatting in the corner, her hands were covered with blood, her face was full of panic, and her whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Song Cheng knew her, Geng Fan's precious girlfriend Sang Nuan.

Song Cheng raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, then turned around and sat on a chair beside him to wait for the operation to end.

Liu Qing also stood behind Song Cheng with a wink.

The silence outside the operating room was terrifying, and no one spoke a word to break the silent atmosphere.

An hour later, the lights outside the operating room went out.

Soon, the doctor came out from inside.

Song Cheng got up abruptly and strode forward: "Doctor, how is the patient?"

At that time, the doctor took off his mask and sighed with emotion.

Hearing this sigh, Song Cheng's heart twitched suddenly, and a trace of worry appeared in his brows and eyes.

"Fortunately, it was delivered in time. If the fruit knife was a little bit off, it would really be impossible to recover, but the situation is not optimistic now. The patient needs to stay in the ICU for three days."

"If he can survive these three days and the wound does not become infected, then there is no problem, but if the wound becomes infected, we have to give up."

After the words fell, the doctor left straight away.

Song Cheng stood on the spot, clenched his hands into fists, staring at Sang Nuan in the corner with piercing eyes, as if he wanted to cut her into pieces.

At this time, Geng Fan pushed out from the operating room.

Looking at the pale Geng Fan on the hospital bed, Song Cheng felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

He leaned against the corridor wall, his eyes closed tightly, making it impossible to see his true thoughts.

At this moment, the phone in his trouser pocket rang again. Seeing that it was Ye Shen calling, he swiped the answer button.

"Ah Cheng, where have you been?" Ye Shen's voice was a little hoarse, presumably he had just woken up.

Song Cheng turned around and looked at the scenery outside the window, and said in a low tone, "I'm in the hospital, Geng Fan is injured, I'll come and see him."