C6

"Lan, what are you talking about?"

"Mom, I just don't want to make things difficult for Yan Ting." Yan Ting, take your sister back with you. I … I won't keep you any longer. "

Song Qinglan let go of Fu Yating's arms and lay down. She covered her head with the blanket and no longer looked at Fu Yating. He Wanping, who was at the side, looked at her with a pained expression as she muttered curses at Song Wanqing.

"I already said that girl is a troublemaker. It's all because of you. I originally said that as long as she …"

He Wanping wanted to continue speaking, but when she received Song Weiye's warning gaze, the words that were about to come out of her mouth immediately shrank back.

Fu Yating stared at He Wuping and Song Weiye, as a dark light flashed in his eyes.

"Auntie and Uncle, stop fighting." I'll take care of this one. Although I can't marry Lan'er again, I won't let Lan'er suffer any grievances. In my heart, there is only Lan'er. "

Song Wanqing finally snapped out of her daze with great difficulty. She had just returned to the ward when she heard Fu Yanting's words. Thinking of the incident with Fu Yanting just now, Song Shuqing's heart felt as if it had fallen into an icehouse.

What did Fu Yating mean? He wanted to marry her and then continue to love her?

Song Wanqing was standing at the door wondering if she should go in. He Wanping pulled Song Weiye out.

"You should go back, don't get in the way here." He Wanping ordered while coldly waiting for Song Shiqing.

Song Wanqing knew that she had no right to refuse, so she could only leave.

She liked Fu Zhaoting, but she had always carefully concealed this kind of thought. She thought that she had hidden it well, and she sincerely wished that he and her sister, Song Qinglan, could be together.

Song Wanqing was lying on the bed, not knowing why her senior had tricked her into the hotel.

The next day, Song Wanqing packed up a bit before going to the hospital. The moment he entered, he saw Song Qinglan leaning against Fu Yating's chest. The two of them stood before the sickbed, looking like a pair of golden couple.

Song Wanqing did not say anything. When she heard that Song Qinglan insisted on leaving the hospital immediately, she quickly packed her things. Her fingers holding her bag turned pale, and her petite body busily went in and out of the hospital to complete the discharge procedures.

The group of people took two cars back to the Song Family. However, no one expected that someone would come before they had put everything away.

"Old Master, I'm really sorry. I didn't think that you would come visit me on such a small matter."

He Wanping looked at the Old Man of the Fu Family with a face full of smiles, but her heart was beating like a drum.

"Since I can't invite anyone, then I can only come uninvited."

The Old Master of the Fu Family swept his gaze over the Song Family before his gaze landed on Song Wanqing.

"Are you the late Qing?"

Old Man Fu had a good impression of Song Wanqing. He had always disliked people like Song Qinglan, so when Fu Yating wanted to marry her, he had always opposed it. He hadn't even planned to participate in their wedding.

Fortunately, that happened.

"Little girl, don't just stand there. Come here."

Old Man Fu gestured for Song Wanqing to sit opposite him before instructing the driver to bring out a delicate box.

"Little Su Qing, open it and take a look."

"This is …"

"A greeting gift for you."

Song Wanqing was slightly surprised. She opened the box and saw a jade green bracelet inside.

"Lordmaster, this …" "It's too valuable."

Even if Song Wanqing did not understand it, this bracelet was definitely not an ordinary one.

"Take it." This was passed down by Yan Ting's grandmother. It has always been passed down to successive wives of the Fu Clan. "

Hearing this, He Wanping's face turned green.

A dark light flashed in her eyes. She had already come up with a plan.

"Since the old man is here, let's stay for a meal. I'll have Xianqing and Lan'er cook."

"Oh? They can cook? "

"It's just some ordinary side dishes, as long as the old tutor doesn't mind."

"Household side dishes are the hardest to come by. Little girl, don't hold back."

"Old Master, I will do my best."

"Silly girl, stop calling me grandpa, I'll be grandpa soon."

Song Wanqing was slightly taken aback. She lifted her gaze to look at the Old Master of the Fu Family, who had a sincere smile on his face the entire time. This warmed Song Wanqing's heart.

"Grandpa …"

Song Qinglan, who was standing beside him, clenched her fists so tightly that her knuckles turned white.

Although Song Qinglan was upset, she didn't show it on her face. She followed Song Shuqing to the kitchen.

"Elder sister, your cooking skills are quite good. You can be responsible for cooking. I'll be the assistant. "

Song Qing Lan usually didn't cook, so she naturally wouldn't cook. If it wasn't for the fact that she wanted to show her affability level in front of the old man, Song Qing Lan definitely wouldn't have entered the kitchen.

Not long after, there was a scream from the kitchen.