Chapter 397

"You still laugh!" Wu Zihao listens to Jing Junling's laughter and stares at her angrily. If he doesn't know that Jing Junling is normal, just listening to the laughter, he will mistakenly think that Jing Junling is crazy.

"Look at your hopeless appearance," Jing Junling said with a smile, but her eyes were full of joy. She was totally unaware of Wu Zihao's fuss. "You are too nervous."

"You can't say that. After all, it's Gong Yichen's child." Gong Xuezhen is also aware of the importance of the matter. Although she is on the same boat as Jing Junling, she is still uncomfortable with her behavior of belittling her son.

"You think too much," Jing Junling explained to Gong Xuezhen after enjoying herself. "This child died well. You did well this time."

"You must be out of your mind." Wu Zihao didn't think that Jing Junling was praising.

"If Gong Yichen knows that the child is dead, he will be in great trouble!" Gong Xuezhen frowns at Jing Junling and thinks that Jing Junling's idea is weird.

"You don't know. Don't let Gong Yichen know." Jing Junling has an enigmatic face.

"How could Gong Yichen not know!" Wu Zihao listened to Jing Junling's explanation, but he didn't feel at ease. He was still scared.

"Hear me out!" Jing Junling glared at Wu Zihao. "It's not easy not to let Gong Yichen know? Just don't let song Jiayin know! "

"You're right!" Gong Xuezhen agreed, "you think well! Zihao, didn't you say that song Jiayin was unconscious! It's very simple. "

"So it is." Wu Zihao wanted to say something else, but he thought about it carefully and thought that Jing Junling's words were very logical. Song Jiayin was in a coma and didn't know about the abortion.

"It's up to you not to let her know." Jingjunling consciously things get a perfect solution, then immediately into the next topic, "next, is how to let me and Gong Yichen smoothly married things."

"It's not easy," Gong Xuezhen responded at this time. "The old man has already agreed. Song Jiayin has no children now. What can I do to fight with you?"

"Yes, if you think about it this way, there will be no obstacles." Jing Junling's face is full of pride. Gong Xuezhen is right. The old man has been flattered by her and promised to marry Gong Yichen. The biggest obstacle is gone. Song Jiayin, who has no children, is not her rival at all.

"It's how we get equity that matters." Wu Zihao also joined the discussion on the solution to song Jiayin's problem.

"It's up to you," Gong Xuezhen said, looking at Jing Junling with a smile. "It would be very easy for you to produce a great grandson for the old man."

"What are you talking about?" Jing Junling covered her face with shame. "He and I haven't reached that stage yet."

"But that's the best way." Wu Zihao agreed with his mother. He also knew that the old man attached great importance to his blood. With great grandchildren in his hands, he was afraid that he would not be able to get his stock right?

"This seems to be feasible," Jing Junling blushed. "But the speed is too slow. We have to think of other faster ways."

What Jing Junling said was right. Gong Xuezhen and Wu Zihao thought that this method was too slow. They couldn't wait, so they continued to discuss other feasible methods.

The old man stood outside the door, trembling with anger. He had been here for a long time. When Jing Junling talked about Gong Yichen's death, he was listening.

When the old man woke up, he wanted to go downstairs to have a drink of water. By the way, he talked to Gong Xuezhen. The servant said that Gong Xuezhen went into Wu Zihao's room, and the old man came outside Wu Zihao's room.

I don't know why, the old man's intuition came. Instead of knocking, he quietly opened a crack in the door. The three people in the door didn't know what they were discussing, but they didn't even notice.

So the old man listened curiously. Who knew this, he heard the shocking news, such as song Jiayin's abortion, Gong Yichen's wife, and his equity.

The old man is a wise man. He soon tells us these clues. So it is! I see! The old man is breathing heavily. No wonder! No wonder Gong Xuezhen is in such a hurry to ask Jing Junling to remarry with his grandson. No wonder Jing Junling is always shaking in front of him.

It's all for this! The old man was so angry that he covered his heart and took several deep breaths.

He thought of song Jiayin, who was ignored by him, and begged her. She was a really good child! However, he chose to trust the rhetoric of Gong Xuezhen and others and treat the good boy like this.

He also scolded song Jiayin. The old man remembered that song Jiayin was sad to leave the palace, and then he was stimulated by Wu Zihao to miscarry. When he caught up with an innocent child, his heart was as painful as a needle.

He was wrong. He was sorry for song Jiayin and her children. The old man was angry, angry and regretful. He made his heart ache, but he didn't care.

The old man was going to open the door and rush in to smash their Ruyi plan. When he questioned them, but before his hand touched the door, he fell to the ground in pain because of the pain of his heart.

"There's someone outside the door!" Wu Zihao vaguely heard a sound, and his brain immediately sounded the alarm.

"It's impossible. I've closed it..." Gong Xuezhen didn't finish the word. She turned to the other side of the door and found that there was a gap in the door. She got up in a panic. "I closed the door clearly!"

As soon as Gong Xuezhen finished speaking, Wu Zihao and Jing Junling did not speak. They fell into a strange silence. Gong Xuezhen became flustered and her voice trembled: "Zihao, go and have a look."

Wu Zihao was also very flustered, but he still listened to Gong Xuezhen's words, got up, went to the door, slowly opened the door, and the old man's fallen body appeared in front of him.

"Ma! Mom! It's the old man Wu Zihao exclaimed in a low voice.

"What?" Jing Junling is also flustered. She runs to the door with Gong Xuezhen and sees the old man lying on the ground.

"No, I don't know how much we've been heard by my grandfather!" Gong Xuezhen panics.

"But fortunately, the old man is lying on the ground." Jing Junling didn't know whether to comfort herself or others. She was glad that the old man she saw fainted. Otherwise, the consequences would be more serious.

"Don't say so much! Send them to the hospital as soon as possible! "

Wu Zihao said, shaking his hands, took out his mobile phone and dialed 120 again.