Chapter 338

In the afternoon, song Zhiguo bought a wheelchair at the request of master song, and ye Fei helped him to discharge from hospital.

"Dad, your legs can't move now. Why do you have to leave the hospital?" Song Zhiguo complained.

Ye Fei did not open her mouth, because she understood that her grandfather, like herself who had just been released from prison, must have a lot of things to do. Her grandmother's affairs, the disintegration of the Song family, her unjust prison, and her grandfather's traffic accident, one by one, how can we let the public security mind lie in the hospital to cultivate themselves?

"Zhiguo, you haven't been in the hospital for six years?" Song Laozi asked casually, but successfully let song Zhiguo shut his mouth.

Several people went to a real estate in the name of the Song Dynasty. Although most of the family property of the Song family is no longer there, he still has some inventory in his hand after half his life in the shopping mall.

After a group of people get off the car, ye Fei looks at the small house on the second floor in front of her and looks at it carefully.

There is a grass outside the house. On the grass is a gray swing. Not far from the swing is a stone path. On the other side of the path is a mailbox painted with green paint.

Because the furniture in the house is ready-made, so there is no need to buy anything. Ye Fei QingChu Zheng helped to find several people to clean up, and asked Chu Zheng to help find a nanny.

The old man of song never asked who Chu Zheng was, but there was a little more worry in his eyebrows.

After Chu Zheng finished everything, he was ready to leave. The old man of Song said, "the humble house is simple. I won't leave you for dinner today. After I settle down, I'll ask you to come over and talk about it some day."

"You are welcome." Chu Zheng simply responded, then nodded to Ye Fei and turned away.

Ye Fei sent him out of the house, but after coming back, her uncle told her that her grandfather was lighting her in the study.

Ye Fei gently knocks on the door of the study. After she enters, her grandfather song Zhenhai is sitting in a wheelchair with her back to the desk. Ye Fei can't see his expression, but somehow she can feel the dull atmosphere in the room.

"Imperial concubine, what is the relationship between you and Su Mohan?" Mr. Song turned around and got to the point.

Ye Fei's heart is tight, don't understand how grandfather suddenly asked this matter: "I He and I are It's a friend. "

Song Zhenhai turned his wheelchair to the window and looked at the shady path outside. After a long silence, he said, "princess, you don't know this man at all. Leave him."

Ye Fei looks at Song Zhenhai's back in shock. She doesn't understand how he just wakes up and knows about himself and Su Mohan.

"Or, if you can't give up, leave for two years. After two years, you will come back with dignity. If you love him, I won't ask what to do." Seeing that ye Fei did not speak, song Zhenhai spoke again.

What's the point?

Come back with dignity

Grandfather, did you know that she took the initiative to climb up Su Mohan's "dragon bed".

Ye Fei tightly pursed her lips and tightened her hand a little bit. Her grandfather must have felt that she was shameless. She must have been very disappointed with her. She must have never thought that she would turn into this.

Song Zhenhai turns the wheelchair and waves to Ye Fei. Ye Fei walks over with tears in her eyes and squats beside his wheelchair: "grandfather."

Song Zhenhai gently touched her hair: "imperial concubine, you are still young. I don't want you to regret it in the future. You should understand that no matter how deep the hatred is, it is not worth letting you sacrifice yourself."