Chapter 1528

"Xiao Bai, are you looking for death? Do you want to send it or not? " The Muxin at the other end of the cell phone is completely angry.

At this time, she also stayed in Provence Garden Hotel and waited for the engagement ceremony the next day. She was in a good mood and was not in a mood because of Xiao Bai's news.

"Do you want to see the picture of Ling Shao and miss song here holding each other? If you want to see you, come here! "

Xiao Bai's words let Mu Xin's idea go away, and a few crying faces came from the lost: "Wuwu, you all bully me, you don't like me."

Xiao Bai hurriedly sent a message: "no, no, no, no one likes you. You are so cute."

"Am I lovely? I used to think I was cute! But why am I so cute and brother yechen doesn't like me? This shows that you are lying to me, you liars, big liars! "

Even through the cell phone, Xiao Bai can feel the sadness of mucin, but he has no way. The matter here hasn't been solved, and he can't go back.

"Don't cry. I don't like you. Isn't that something I already knew? Why do you feel sad and sad? Let me sing you a song! "

Xiao Bai squats in the corner and sends messages to Mu Xin all the time.

"Can you sing? I don't know how to cry and howl! I don't want to listen. It must be awful. "

"Just listen to it."

Before long, Muxin received a voice message of more than one minute.

After point open, Mu core heard a clear and loud baritone!

"Later, I finally learned how to love. It's a pity that you have already disappeared in the sea of people Later... "

Listen to listen to mucin's tears will really fall down, maybe it's because the singing is too good, maybe it's because I'm too sad.

Tears wet the screen.

"Xiao Bai..."

Ling Yichen shouted Xiao Bai.

Xiao Bai immediately put away his cell phone and stood up from the corner to return to the front door of the villa.

"Come on! What can I do for you? "

"Why hasn't the door lifter arrived? I can't wait! " Ling Yichen seems to be a little more impatient than usual.

"Then I'll call to urge. But I think the iron gate should be able to turn over. Otherwise, if you really meet Miss Song, you can just climb over there? "

Xiao Bai suddenly put forward a good way.

Ling Yichen looks at the iron gate. The top is made of a sharp iron point. It's very dangerous to climb over it.

What's more, he's a great master. When to climb the wall.

"Don't climb. I can wait. Don't worry." Song Xi in the door heard them talking about whether to climb in the door, and immediately stopped Ling Yichen's impulsive behavior.

"You can wait. I can't wait. I haven't climbed this in my life. It should be fun to climb."

Ling Yichen wiped his palm, grabbed the iron gate and climbed up.

Xiao Bai, standing aside, couldn't help sighing that the power of love was so great.

Ling Yichen has big legs.

As soon as he jumped up, Ling Yichen turned over, jumped in front of Song Xi, jumped into Song Xi's arms and hugged her.

Song Xi almost fell down, but was embraced by a familiar and warm embrace.

Ling Yichen holds her tightly, and Song Xi feels depressed.

"Ling Yichen, why are you holding so tightly?"

"Because I don't want you to run away anymore?"

Ling Yichen hugged her tiny body in her broad chest, just like holding a rare treasure, reluctant to let go.

"Ling Yichen, I'm not feeling well." Song Xi whispered.

Ling Yichen immediately released her: "where is not comfortable, I hold too tight?"

"Well."

"Oh! Not next time. "

Ling Yichen turns to hold her hand tightly.

Wrap her little hand in the palm, for fear that she might catch cold.

Although Xiaobai can't see inside through a door, he can also smell full of dog food.

"Let's go inside. It's cold outside. As for when they can open the door, let's go. Song Qian didn't hurt you, did he? "

"No, he's very kind to me, but I don't want to be grateful. He's not worthy of being my father at all."

"Well, he's really not qualified. From the last car accident to this time of imprisonment, he has completely lost the qualification of being a father."

Ling Yichen led her hand into the hall of the villa.

There was no one in the hall. There was still food at the table that had not been eaten at noon. It was cold.

"Did you have lunch?"

Ling Yichen had already guessed that most of the dishes she would not eat from Song Qian.

"No."

"So no dinner? What do you do when you are so hungry? " Ling Yichen is inexplicably distressed, especially her figure is the same as that of a bamboo pole."You can't die hungry."

"You! It's not easy. I'll do it for you when I get back. "

"Come on, your cooking is not as good as mine. You may have inherited your mother's cooking."

"A poisonous tongue."

"I have no malice, I just let you not have to work so hard to cook for me. After going out, we can go out and have a good meal."

"That's how simple is the request?"

"Otherwise?"

"Well, what do you want?"

As they chatted, Song Xi felt more and more out of place.

It's been half a day since Song Qian entered the room. It's dark from afternoon to now. He didn't come out of the room.

"Let me see him! Now that you are here and destined to take me out, I can't let him go on making mistakes like this. " Song Xi releases Ling Yichen's hand and goes to the door of song Qian's room.

Knock knock knock!

There was a knock on the door.

But there was no sound in it.

"I came in?" Song Qian didn't call for his father either. He asked directly.

There was still no sound in it.

Ling Yichen thought it strange, so he went to Song Xi's side and said, "if you don't open it directly, what's going on?"

"Well."

Song Xi obeyed him and pushed the door open directly.

After opening the door, song Qian was lying on the big bed with a kind face under the quilt.

"Sleeping so hard?" Song Xi goes to the bedside and takes a look at Song Qian.

"Xiao Xi, look." Ling Yichen points to a bottle of sleeping pills on the bedside table.

Under the medicine was a piece of letter paper full of words.

The first line of the letter was written with two big words.

Ling Yichen immediately reached out his hand and explored his nose.

Song Qian's skin is cold without temperature, and there is no breath.

"He's dead."

When Ling Yichen announced this fact, Song Xi felt like a slap in the head, his brain was buzzing with pain.

He's dead.

The father who raised her for more than 20 years died like this.

The unforgivable man chose to die quietly.

Song Xi took a look at the will, which was densely written with song Qian's last words.

She didn't even realize that he was going to die in the afternoon. It seems that death was also arranged by him.