Pregnant with the president's cub after escaping marriage

"No matter what you say, I won't agree. I really can't do this, so just let me go." Song Ruijie tried to break away from Huo Xun's hand, but Huo Xun was on guard and held on tightly, so he ran away at all no.

Huo Xun worked for him with a good voice, "Only you are the most suitable for this matter."

"What is the most suitable for me? Let me tell you, isn't Han Xin sad? I won't be this bad guy, and I can't." Song Ruijie felt that Huo Xun was simply making an international joke with him.

Although his mother was at odds with Han Xin, Song Yunyun and the others.

However, it is true that there are many things wrong with his mother.

Get along.

He could feel the kindness of the mother and daughter.

He already regarded Han Xin and Song Yunyun as his relatives.

Han Xin is just like his mother.

Now Song Yunyun is dead.

If Han Xin finds out, don't cry to death!

"Can't you hide it?" Song Ruijie felt that hiding it was better than telling him.

"A person, after leaving this world, do you think you can hide it?" Huo Xun looked at her, "Even if you can hide it for a day or two, a month or two months, a year or two? Can you hide it? And, I let you speak for the benefit of all of us."

Song Ruijie didn't quite understand, and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Song Yunyun's death, whether it is for you or any of us, is an extremely sad thing. Such an accident happened, which is not what we want to see, but it has already happened. We Those who are alive can only continue to live. I want you to tell Han Xin now that you don’t want to wait a few days. When Jiang Yaojing is better, Han Xin is crying in front of him, and mobilized Jiang Yaojing’s emotions again. .”

"Jiang Yaojing can forget my sister in a few days? My sister gave birth to him. It would be too heartless for him to be sad..."

"Aren't I making an analogy?" Huo Xun almost wanted to roll his eyes.

How can comprehension be so poor?

Song Ruijie looked at Huo Xun as if he was looking at an idiot, "Do you think Han Xin can bear this kind of pain? This pain is for a lifetime. If you want her not to be sad in front of Jiang Yaojing, then don't let it hurt." Isn't it enough for her to appear in front of Jiang Yaojing?"

"She is now responsible for taking care of Shuangshuang, and it is impossible not to meet Jiang Yaojing forever. This is unrealistic..."

"Pain must be experienced, and a complete outbreak is not a bad thing." Song Ruijie said.

Huo Xun was stunned for a moment, then snorted, "Unexpectedly, you are not very old, sometimes what you say makes sense."

"That's what it is, if you can't hide it, it hurts together."

……

three days later.

Huo Xun repaired the villa in the middle of the mountain like a palace, and the whole villa was cold.

Walking in suddenly, it will be like being in the icy and snowy North Pole.

Huo Xun followed Jiang Yaojing and knew him a little bit.

Jiang Yaojing didn't find fault with how things were handled.

In these three days, many things happened.

Han Xin knew that Song Yunyun was dead.

I cried and fainted countless times.

Now that I am in the hospital, I have not eaten or drank for two days, and I have lost a lot of weight.

An Lu called Song Ruijie that day, and Song Ruijie hung up on her. Because she was worried that Song Ruijie would do something impulsive, she rushed over to find Song Ruijie that day.

Thus, he also knew about Song Yunyun.

During these three days, Jiang Yaojing didn't say a word, and didn't drink a drop of water.

Today is a funeral.

Ya uncalculated.

It was just a few people who had a good relationship with Song Yunyun before his death.

However, Jiang Yaojing didn't let them see anyone.

Just looking at the ice coffin from a distance, mourning.

In the quiet space, there was only An Lu's suppressed sobbing.

Because she is the only woman here.

Others were also sad, but more deeply.

Half an hour later, Chen Yue greeted everyone to leave the villa.

Shen Zhiqian and Song Yunyun are good friends, and have a good relationship with Jiang Yaojing, so they will come over naturally.

He came alone.

Without Liang Youyou.

While Song Ruijie was pouring water, Shen Zhiqian walked up to An Lu, "You always cry, it's bad for your voice, Yunyun..."

Before he finished speaking, An Lu turned and walked away, obviously avoiding him.

Shen Zhiqian frowned slightly, not in the mood to quarrel with her and said, "You can't be a husband and wife, you can't even be friends, why do you want to treat me like this today?"

An Lu looked back at him, "I don't want to say anything to you, and please don't talk about your affairs with me today."

"My business?" Shen Zhiqian was displeased.

An Lu wiped away her tears and looked at him, "I lost my job, it's not you, it's probably your mother's masterpiece, I won't hate you and your mother, because you are not worthy, and please shut up, Don't talk to me about the old shit at Yunyun's memorial service!"