Chapter 1111

Qiao Zhenyuan's eyes darkened. When their mother and daughter left, he had a heart splitting pain. However, after all, at this stage, Su ran could understand.

The man who used to be powerful is just an ordinary old man who is eager to be forgiven.

Su ran can't bear to see him like this. She gets up and makes a phone call to Zhuang Qing.

"Aunt Zhuang, where are you"

"I'm on Mr. Feng's side. What's the matter with Ranran"

after receiving Su Ran's call, Zhuang Qing was also surprised. Su ran was silent for a while and then said, "master Qiao is here. Aunt Zhuang, if it's convenient, can you come and pick him up? He just fell down and his ankle seems to be serious."

Zhuang Qing agreed, thought about it, and said, "Ranran, he is your biological father after all, you"

Su ran understood that Zhuang Qing meant that she had better accept him, but she was not herself. How can she understand the pain in her heart and the pain her mother had suffered?

she hung up the phone and took a piece of hair Blanket, covered in Qiao Zhenyuan, just when Zi Mu came back from outside, carrying a medicine bag, Su ran carefully applied it to him, and then stood up, "master Qiao, in a moment aunt Zhuang will come to meet you, I'll go first."

She didn't look at Qiao Zhenyuan any more. She pulled Zimu away. Qiao Zhenyuan called her name behind her, and Su ran ignored it.

Zimu was still suspicious: "sister Su ran, who is that old man? Why does he look so hurt"

Su ran glanced at him: "it's a complicated matter. Don't ask everything, little child."

From here, Su Ran's mood is obviously very low. Zimu still has a job. Su ran asks him to send himself to the foot of a mountain and insists on letting him leave.

Su ran walked up step by step. On the way, she could hear the sound of chanting. When she came out, she remembered that today was su Mo's death day. When she passed the florist just now, Su ran moved in her heart and bought a large number of white roses, Su Mo's favorite flower.

The fragrance of the flowers is strong. Su ran gives a gift to the little master and walks into the hall. Su Mo's memorial tablet has never been seen for a long time. There is a layer of ash. Su ran puts the white rose aside, takes out a silk handkerchief and gently wipes her memorial tablet: "Su Mo, my sister has come to see you."

The dead are gone. It seems that yesterday Su Mo was still fighting for Rong Mingyuan with himself. Today, he becomes a piece of ash here.

Su ran felt a pain in her heart and tears came to her eyes.

Little master came over and gave a gift: "benefactor, I'm sorry."

Su ran wiped her tears. Knowing that she was impolite, she gave the little master a smile. She suddenly remembered something and asked him, "little master, I want to take my sister's ashes away, OK?"

but the little master shook his head: "Mr. Rong put the ashes here. Without him, this can't be moved rashly."

The little master apologized to Su ran and walked away.

It's really interesting. She has no right to her sister's ashes. Her mother is alone in the cemetery. From that day on, she wants to bury her sister's ashes beside her mother.

When she thinks of Rong Mingyuan, Su Ran's heart sinks again. There are too many misunderstandings between him and her. Now, she knows that it's her own fault. She wants to go back, but can she still go back?

Rong Mingyuan is sitting in the office. Zheng Zhiyuan doesn't withdraw his capital for the time being. He has time working capital. Rong's family can maintain normal operation, and Zheng Jiaren takes the lead On Song Lei's shoulder, he looked at Rong Mingyuan discontentedly: "how can there be a boss who exploits employees like you? We song Lei are exhausted."

Women are really fickle. People who used to be obsessed with pursuing themselves are now obsessed with defending song Lei.

Rong Mingyuan looks at Song Lei with a vague smile and doesn't speak.

Song Lei embarrassed to put Zheng Jiaren in his shoulder hand down, hastily table determination: "Rong Zong, I'm not tired."

Rong Mingyuan also knows that thanks to Zheng Jiaren's help, he can take most of his family from Xie Mingquan this time. He also gives them a holiday in a good mood: "Song Lei, in the face of Miss Zheng, I'll give you a day off. You can get off work now."

Song Lei waved his hand: "Mr. Rong, no need."

Mrs. Zheng rolled her eyes at him and said, "why not? I've long wanted to go to that haunted house. You must accompany me today"

the first lady dragged song Lei out of the house. Rong Mingyuan had a deep smile on the corner of his mouth. He had a trace of admiration.

in fact, it's not bad to be with a girl like Mrs. Zheng He tangled with Su ran to death.

After being dragged out by Miss Zheng, song Lei discusses and asks, "Jiajia, let's go to other places to play, not to the haunted house, OK?"

he is really afraid of that kind of place.

Zheng Jiaren laughingly looked at him and stuffed him directly into the co pilot's seat: "I said you can go wherever you go. You are not allowed to have any opinions."

Miss Zheng's car is driving very fast. Song Lei complains secretly in his heart. Later, he really has his own suffering.Yang Qingge holds the child and coaxes him in the living room. Ah Huo watches and teases the child for fun. Zheng Zhiyuan is very busy recently, and Zheng Jiaren is also busy in love. The Zheng family's mansion is very quiet recently. Yang Qingge puts the child in ah Huo's arms, looks around, and can't help but say: "ah Huo, you've been here for such a long time. Why don't you go first and see the child another day?"

Ah Huo teased the child and said with a smile, "what are you afraid of? Aren't Zheng Zhiyuan and Zheng Jiaren not here? I'll stay here a little longer, even if I live here"

speaking of this, ah Huo looked at Yang Qingge meaningfully: "moreover, for such a long time, don't you miss me"

Yang Qingge in his eyes could see clearly that she was tired and tired It's time to relax.

Yang Qingge thinks that the servants of the Zheng family have been bribed by her. I believe they will not and have no courage to betray her.

She hooked ah Huo's neck and looked at him with bright eyes: "then don't leave this evening."

Ah Huo put down the child, held her in his arms, and approached her lips with a smile: "why wait until this evening, now is not enough"

Yang Qingge pushed him a few times, and then followed him into the nearest room. Naturally, the child had servants to look after him, and they didn't have to worry.

It's the first time for them to do this kind of thing in Zheng's residence. They haven't seen each other for a long time. Ah Huo seems to be very enthusiastic. Yang Qingge's uneasiness seems to be negligible when he is hanging around his neck. They sink into each other heartily. The atmosphere in the room is full of emotion.

Two people forget themselves, but the servant outside shouts out: "Miss Zheng, you are back"

Yang Qingge is shocked by this cry. She pushes ah Huo away in a hurry and puts on her clothes in a hurry. Ah Huo is also in a panic, but the window of this room is too small to go out.

Yang Qingge rolled his eyes at him: "don't worry, I'll go out and have a look."

As soon as she entered the door, she heard a groan. The servant's unexpected high voice also made her mind more firm. She was really a pair of brave dogs and men. They all came home blatantly The man held the child in his hand, raised his voice several times, and walked towards the room step by step.

The two people in the room were already sweating. Yang Qingge didn't expect that Miss Zheng would come back suddenly. Listening to the footsteps, she would sort out her clothes and let ah Huo hide behind the bed. Then she opened the door.

"Jiajia, why are you back, ha ha."

Yang Qingge looks embarrassed, unnaturally said such a sentence.

Miss Zheng said with a meaningful smile, "this is my home. I don't need to inform my mother in advance when I want to come back"

"no, No."

Yang Qingge's face is more embarrassed. Just now, the passion has not faded from her face. Zheng Jiaren's heart has determined what it is.

"Little mom, what were you doing in the room just now"

Miss Zheng looked at the closed door curiously.

Yang Qingge in the heart of a clattering, pushing Zheng Jiaren to the living room: "ha ha, nothing, this is not your brother so big, I think his childhood toys also need to be neat, just in the room to clean up."

Yang Qingge hugged the child in Mrs. Zheng's arms and asked her with a smile, "what's the matter with Jiajia back?"

instead of answering her, Mrs. Zheng took another two steps to the door: "little mom, I'll help you sort it out. Anyway, there's nothing to do today."

Yangqingge quickly pull her, but it's too late, zhengjiaren opened the door, has entered.

She quickly took the child to the servant and went in. Ah Huo hid behind the bed. Yang Qingge was relieved and took Zheng Jiaren: "Jiajia, there's really nothing to see here. Let's go out. It's too messy here."

But Miss Zheng starts to look around. Yang Qingge sees that Miss Zheng is determined to find out ah Huo. She doesn't want to pull her any more. It's up to fate what will happen later.

She motioned for the fire to come out.

Ah Huo came out from the other side of the bed and looked at Miss Zheng with embarrassment.

Zheng Jiaren looks at ah Huo in surprise: "little mom, how can there be someone here"

"Jiajia, you have seen all of them. I know that you also know my things before. Just tell me what you want."

Miss Zheng took a look at them and said with a smile, "let's go out and make an agreement. How can we hold back here?"

Three people sitting in the living room, each with a heart, Zheng Jiaren looked at Yang Qingge and ah Huo, said with a smile: "little mom, you don't have to worry, I won't tell my father, I know that you are just dissatisfied with your desire at this age, this gentleman is very strong at first sight, which is understandable."

Yang Qingge was relieved that she could stay in the Zheng family as long as she didn't tell Zheng Zhiyuan.