At night, Meng Shu sat on the sofa in the villa. His big eyes were red and swollen, but he could not help but shed tears.
"My dear daughter, what are you crying for? Isn't that rubbish dead and you're just relieved? " Song Yan sat by and drank the tea in the cup.
"Mom, how can you say that? Lin Hao is my husband at least. " Meng shuran sobbed and replied.
"Shu ran, are you stupid? That trash can accomplish nothing, only knows how to live and die. If he really dies, can't you marry another husband? "
"Anyway, you are now as beautiful as a flower. If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come. You can rest assured that your mother will find you a handsome and rich husband." Song yanman is happy to say, as if everything is so reasonable.
After Meng shuran came home crying this afternoon and told song Yan about the college, let alone how happy she was.
Especially when she heard that Lin Hao was covered with blood and dying, mostly dying, song Yan almost didn't jump up.
Since Lin Hao came to their house, song Yan never really looked up outside.
Now that bereaved star is dying, song Yan can finally find another bridegroom for Meng shuran. Everything is developing in a good direction. How can she not be ecstatic?
"Mom, you don't have to say that I won't find someone else to marry. Even if Lin Hao is dead, I will be widowed for him." Meng shuran's tone is particularly firm.
"What are you talking about? What's the point of the whole body of that trash that you should cherish? " Song Yan's face suddenly changed: "anyway, I don't care. As long as I receive the news that the waste is dead, I'll find a new person for you."
"It's impossible for our old Meng family to hang from a tree, isn't it?" Song Yanyue says that she is more and more energetic. She is eager to go out and find a new husband for Meng shuran.
"Mom, you'd better go back to your room early to have a rest." Meng shuran didn't want to tangle with his mother any more.
"Why don't you go back to sleep and sit here? Don't you have to go to the college tomorrow? " Song Yan frowned and asked.
Meng shuran opened her mouth for several times, but she didn't say anything. She had to wait here. If Lin Hao came home tonight, she would know for the first time.
Although Meng shuran knew in her heart that it was just a trick to deceive herself, it was the only hope in her heart.
Lin Hao was rescued by his master. Although Meng shuran didn't know him, his performance in the college shocked the whole audience. He believed that the man must have a way to save his husband.
"Shu ran, do you want to wait for Lin Hao here?" Song Yan also seems to think of this, can not help but burst into a rage.
"No, you have to go back to my room to have a rest right now. Lin Hao can only die outside if he wants to die. If he dies when he comes back, I will be in trouble." Song Yan is very serious about the mouth said.
"Mom, are you hungry, too? Although Lin Hao hasn't made any money in recent years, he has a special respect for you. You don't worry about anything at home... "
"Did he humiliate me less often?" Song Yan roared loudly: "anyway, it's useless for you to say anything this time. I will never let Lin Hao into our house again."
With these words, song Yan turned and walked towards the second floor of the villa. In a moment, she really thought of the benefits of Lin Hao.
But so what? In her eyes, Lin Hao is just a son-in-law who has been living in their house for three years. She can't be elegant, and she can't be superior outside.
At the same time, in the villa of Ding family in Wanggang City, Ding Yue stares at the hot coffee rising on the table. Ding Yuanshan sits beside his daughter and says nothing, sighing all the time.
What happened in Yanyuan today made the whole city of Wanggang stormy. No one thought that the son-in-law of the people who came to visit the door became a strong man in the realm of ascension, and even defeated the young masters of many sects.
Unfortunately, it was just a flash in the pan, and eventually he was defeated in the hands of the disciples of the painting school. He was dying. If he had not been rescued by his master, he might have been killed on the spot.
Although Lin Hao's life and death has little to do with Ding Yuanshan, at most, he just sighs that there is a genius missing in the imperial treasure world.
But don't forget that Ding Yue is talking about Lin Hao. Today when he comes home, the whole person seems to have lost his soul.
"Yue'er, don't be too sad. Lin Hao may not have died. Didn't you say he was saved by his master?" Ding Yuanshan frowned and comforted.
"Dad, do you think you believe that? Although I hope Lin Hao will be OK, you don't know what happened at that time. His whole body was wrapped up in blood. I...... " Ding Yue didn't even finish his words. The whole person cried on the spot.
"Don't cry, yue'er." Ding Shan frowned more closely.But after a few minutes of consolation, Ding Yue had no idea of stopping crying, which made Ding Yuanshan's old face almost wrinkled.
"Ah, yue'er, do you really want to save Lin Hao?" Ding Yuanshan seems to have made a big decision in his heart,
"Dad, I'm saving him, but he..." Ding Yue cried out.
"If you are willing to give up everything for him, dad has a way." Ding Yuanshan sighed and said.
"Dad You What did you say? " Ding Yue stopped crying and looked at his father strangely.
She is very clear that Ding Yuanshan is just an ordinary antique dealer. She doesn't know any cultivation and has never practiced. How can she save Lin Hao who has suffered a lot?
But at the same time, Ding Yue also understood that his father was not a casual person. Since he said there was a way, there must be a way to save Lin Hao.
Ding Yuanshan slowly leans back on the sofa, his eyes full of tangled expression, if possible, he really wants to rot things in his stomach all his life.
"Yue'er, you don't know. In fact, you always have an engagement. But my father didn't tell you all the time, and he helped you cancel the engagement ten years ago."
Hearing this, Ding Yue can't help but stare big eyes. She has never heard of her engagement.
"How can I never know about father?" Ding Yue asked subconsciously.
"Ha ha, although his family is famous, I don't want you to be a great man in this life. I just hope you can live happily, so I never mentioned it in front of you." Ding Yuanshan couldn't help but smile bitterly. There was even a touch of crystal in the corner of his eyes, which was very dazzling under the light of Fenghua.