After her death, the crazy boss killed all the villains and committed suicide

Brother is back?

The woman was stunned for a moment and loosened her grip on Zhao Ping's hair.

The next moment, she suddenly reached out and held his arm, her voice gentle.

"What's going on? You're so careless. Is it serious?"

As he was talking, a slender figure in a gray shirt and black trousers walked in.

The man had three-dimensional features and a handsome face, and the faint smile on the corners of his mouth had a gentle feeling like jade.

"This is,"

Song Sili saw the situation in the room and narrowed his eyes.

"what happened?"

"Zhao Ping was not feeling well, so he broke the vase and fell on it,"

Song Jiarou turned her head, and the gloom on her face turned into innocence and worry.

"Brother, it's just right that you're back. Let him rest for two days."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Song."

Zhao Ping's face turned pale, he pursed his lips tightly, and dared not speak any more.

This was not the first time he had seen the two faces of the eldest lady.

But every time, I can't help but feel palpitations.

Song Sili glanced at the debris on the ground, then looked at Zhao Ping's bloody knees and pale face, and something flashed quickly in his eyes.

"It's okay. Since you're not feeling well, go and rest."

"Thank you, Mr. Song,"

Zhao Ping nodded, endured the pain in his knee, and limped away.

"Wait,"

Song Jiarou's voice sounded again, and she walked to Zhao Ping and gave instructions.

"Let your family doctor take care of your wound first. Remember to follow the doctor's instructions and take good rest during these two days."

Her voice was gentle and sweet, but her eyes were deep as she looked at Zhao Ping, as if carrying some other deep meaning.

Zhao Ping understood the meaning of her words and nodded immediately.

"I understand. Thank you, Miss."

"Go ahead,"

After Song Jiarou finished speaking, she turned to look at Song Sili with a soft and warm smile on her face.

"Brother, why did this business trip take so long?"

"There was a minor problem with the project, and I rushed back after it was resolved,"

Song Sili took out a brocade box from his arms and handed it to Song Jiarou, looking at her with eyes full of doting.

"Your gift, see if you like it."

Song Jiarou took the brocade box and slowly opened it, revealing a pink diamond necklace with a rose pattern the size of a fingernail.

"The one I mentioned before!"

Her eyes were full of smiles and she looked at Song Sili with bright eyes.

"I like it very much, thank you brother."

Song Sili looked at the smile on his sister's face, reached out and rubbed her soft hair, and the smile on the corners of his mouth deepened.

"nice! You love it."

From childhood to adulthood, as long as she liked something, her brother would find ways to help her get it.

There is only one thing.

Thinking of this, a trace of unwillingness flashed across Song Jiarou's eyes, but when she looked up again, she had returned to normal.

"Brother, do you know about Brother Jingci's situation?"

"Well, I didn't expect that the first one among us to get married would be Jing Ci,"

Song Sili nodded and sat on the leather sofa with a gentle expression.

"I rushed back this time to congratulate him."

Congratulations.

When Song Jiarou heard these two words, the fingertips that were holding the brocade box gradually turned white due to the force, but the expression on her face did not change.

"Congratulations indeed. Let's find a time to invite Brother Jingci out."

She hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Just leave this matter to Qi Jing,"

Song Sili nodded and looked at Song Jiarou, with a hint of worry in his gentle eyes.

"How are you feeling lately?"

"Same old,"

Song Jiarou sat beside Song Sili and looked at him, a faint smile on her pale and beautiful face.

"Don't worry, brother. You still have a long way to go. You won't die."

Before he finished speaking, Song Sili's face had completely darkened, and his expression was colder than ever before.

"How many times have I told you not to say such things again!"

"It was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue."

Song Jiarou picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Song Sili with both hands.

"Brother, don't be angry."

Her face was pale and her big eyes were full of innocence.

The anger that was stuck in Song Sili's heart dissipated instantly. He picked up the tea, took a sip, and looked at Song Jiarou again.

"I went out this time and brought someone back."

"Male or female?"

Song Jiarou blinked and asked with a smile.

"Did he bring me a sister-in-law?"

Song Sili was not in the mood to tease. He looked at his haggard sister and said seriously.

"He's a doctor who knows a lot about poisons."

Under Song Sili's gaze, the smile on Song Jiarou's face gradually faded, and she lowered her head and murmured.

"Brother, I don't want to be disappointed again."

Song Sili felt very distressed when he saw her like this and slowed down his voice.

"This time is different. Try it again, okay? Just think of it as being for me."

Song Jiarou was quiet for a moment before she raised her head again and spoke softly.

"Try again, one last time."

Song Sili reached out and ruffled her hair again, his eyes serious, without responding.

In this world, Rourou is his only relative.

He won't give up until the last moment.

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Lu's Manor.

"You, what do you want to do?"