In the afternoon, because of the request of Old Man Song, Song Zhiguo bought a wheelchair, and Concubine Ye helped him be discharged from the hospital.

"Dad, you can't move your legs now, why do you have to be discharged from the hospital." Song Zhiguo complained.

Concubine Ye didn't speak, because she understood that her grandfather must have a lot to do, just like herself when he was just released from prison, grandmother's affairs, the disintegration of the Song family, her own unjust prison, her grandfather's car accident, all of them, one by one, where can I let my grandfather lie in the hospital with peace of mind to recuperate?

"Zhiguo, haven't you been in the hospital enough in the past six years?" Old Man Song asked casually, but he succeeded in making Song Zhiguo shut up.

Several people went to a property under the name of Mr. Song, although most of the property of the Song family is no longer there, but Mr. Song has been galloping in the mall for half his life, and he still has some inventory in his hands.

After the group got out of the car, Concubine Ye looked at the small single-family house on the second floor in front of her and looked at it carefully.

Outside the bungalow there is a grassy field with a dusted swing on the grass, and not far in front of the swing is a stone path, and on the other side of the path is a mailbox painted with green paint.

Because the furniture in the bungalow is ready-made, so there is no need to buy anything, Concubine Ye lightly Chu Zheng helped find a few people to clean up, and asked Chu Zheng to help find a nanny.

Old Man Song never opened his mouth to ask who Chu Zheng was, but there was a touch of worry between his eyebrows.

After Chu Zheng helped everything and was about to leave, Old Man Song said: "The humble house is simple, I won't leave you to eat today, and after I settle down, he will invite you to come over again in the future." ”

"The old man is polite." Chu Zheng just responded simply, then nodded to Concubine Ye, and turned to leave.

Concubine Ye sent him out of the door, but when she came back, she was told by her uncle that her grandfather was lighting her in the study.

Concubine Ye knocked lightly on the door of the study, and after walking in, she saw her grandfather Song Zhenhai sitting in a wheelchair with his back to the desk, Concubine Ye couldn't see his expression, but she could inexplicably feel the dull atmosphere in the room.

"Concubine, what is your relationship with Su Mohan?" Old Man Song turned around and got straight to the point.

Concubine Ye's heart tightened, and she didn't understand why her grandfather suddenly asked about it: "I... Me and he were... It's a friend. ”

Song Zhenhai turned his wheelchair and walked to the window, looked at the tree-lined path outside, and was silent for a long time before he spoke: "Concubine Fei, you don't know this man at all, leave him." ”

Concubine Ye looked at Song Zhenhai's back with shocked eyes, not understanding how he had just woken up and found out about himself and Su Mohan.

"Or, if you are reluctant, then leave for two years, and after two years, you will come back with dignity, and if you love him, I will no longer ask what to do." Seeing that Concubine Ye didn't speak, Song Zhenhai spoke again.

Upright?

Come back with dignity......

Grandpa did he know that she took the initiative to climb onto Su Mohan's 'dragon bed'.

Concubine Ye pursed her lips tightly, and the hand hanging by her side tightened a little, grandpa must have thought that she was not ashamed, must have been very disappointed in her, he must have not thought that she would become like this.

Song Zhenhai turned the wheelchair and beckoned to Concubine Ye, who walked over with tears in her eyes and squatted next to his wheelchair: "Grandpa." ”

Song Zhenhai gently touched her hair: "Concubine, you are still young, I don't want you to regret it in the future, you have to understand that no matter how deep the hatred is, it is not worth sacrificing yourself." ”