Chapter 520: Reluctant to be tired of you

Song no worries nodded, smiled slightly: "Auntie has begun to invest in Song, you raise your body and go back to management."

"So... I am relieved..."

"You are comfortable with the disease, you should not be too concerned about the company." Song Wushou calmed.

"After I left... don't hold a funeral..."

"Song Master, you will be fine."

"Song lord... a good name... I am still... or..."

Not waiting for Song Nan to finish, he took the oxygen mask and went to the side, and his eyes closed. The heartbeat instrument also sounded at this time, and the curve appeared on the screen became a straight line.

When the doctor saw it, he quickly gave Songnan a heart-recovery press, but it was ultimately ineffective.

He looked heavily at Song Wushou. "Mr. Gu, Mr. Song is gone."

When Song was worried, he suddenly felt that the whole space was floating in a sad and bleak...

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Song Wushou did not hold a funeral in accordance with the shackles of Song Nan before his death.

After he died, he was directly cremated and then buried.

Song Yuyue was left without a bone, and Song Wushou took the skirt that Song Haoyue first designed and made, and hoped that she could rest in peace.

After everything is done, Song Wushou is not idle.

She and Gu Yu sat in the rocking chair on the balcony of the bedroom.

Tell her about going to Song’s place to replace Song Nan.

After Gu Yu listened, she looked at her, Emei: "Song Nansheng was the president of Song. I used to replace him, not to be the president?"

Song Wushou: "I don't care about the position, I promised they should keep Song."

Gu Yu: "I can buy Song's and take care of it with Gu. My wife, I don't agree with you. You don't want to be too tired. But you insist on going, you are going to Song, I don't. agree."

Song worries about him, almost the whole body is on his body, the tone is with a spoiled: "Husband, let me go. The dead are big, I have promised them."

"This way you will be very tired, the body can not afford to eat." Gu Yu's narrow and long phoenix is ​​all about her concern.

“Do you think that women who don’t work at home all day, shopping or playing cards every day are not tired?”

"A leisurely life will be tired?" Gu Yan raised an eyebrow.

"Of course tired, empty and tired, lonely and tired, these tired, you can not understand this workaholic." Song no worries, beautifully looked at Gu Yu, "Let me try it well." ?"

Gu Yu slightly licked her lips and thought that she had been locked up in the cold for three years. In the past three years, her life should be leisurely.

Even if it is abandoning, eating and changing clothes, there are palace ladies waiting for her, she does not have to work.

But such a life is the most bitter and most difficult for a woman.

Gu Yu's dark cockroaches, looked deeply at Song Wushou.

I licked my thin lips and asked, "Is it really necessary to manage Song?"

Song Wuxi is so sparkling, with a hint of firmness in his eyes, "Well, I am going to Song."

Gu Yu smiled low. "You don't understand foreign languages, you don't know how to do business, and you manage Song."

"Will you be born in a foreign language and doing business?" Song Wushou gave up his mouth and asked.

"Wife, if you learn it, you will be very tired. I am afraid that you can't eat it. We are making a baby." Gu Yu's warm palm was gently placed on her flat belly, softly said. : "If there is a baby, I am even more reluctant to be tired."