The 99th Divorce

After finding a circle, Su Qianci returned from the same path.

Walking outside Rong Haiyue's ward, Su Qianci knocked on the door, and inside quickly responded, "Come in."

Rong Haiyue's voice.

Su Qianci walked in, and Rong Haiyue's eyes leaned on the bed, but it was undoubtedly that there were some undetectable losses in his eyes. He smiled slightly and said, "It's you."

This girl ...

He had just turned her into another person.

Su Qianci nodded and said sincerely: "Last night, thank you."

"You don't have to thank it. If you switch to someone else, I will save it too."

So, it ’s not because you look like her.

Rong Haiyue said to himself in his heart, but when he saw that face, his heart was still aching.

Su Qianci came over and glanced at the arm with a gauze under his sleeve, and bowed deeply: "I'm sorry, it hurt you."

Rong Haiyue quickly lifted her up and said, "I said, if it was someone else, I would be able to save it too. In the case of last night, I think there should be no one who would sit idly by, let alone me Is a soldier. "

"I know."

"You know, soldiers, the incarnation of justice. If you are a soldier and don't take action even when you see that kind of thing, that wouldn't be too useless, or too wasteful of the soldier's identity?" However, after I finished speaking, I suddenly realized that I had unknowingly moved out the set I used to coax my daughter.

Su Qianci wanted to laugh, but couldn't help but red eyes, "Thank you, thank you, really thank you."

"Your boy ..." Rong Rui smiled lowly, but his fist under the quilt tightened slightly.

It's so much the same as when Rong Xuan was young.

Straightforward, simple, and kind.

What a wonderful child, but why is Song Yifan's daughter?

Rong Haiyue was a little lost. Looking at her, she pretended to ask casually: "Did your father come to see you?"

"He is in London, and my husband should not have told him about it."

"Business trip?"

"show."

"Oh... It's good. Mr. Song is a very good musician. The children of our neighbors adore him especially."

Su Qianci smiled slightly, his eyes sparkling, nodded: "I also adore him in particular, my father is the best."

"Huh." Rong Haiyue lowered his eyes and concealed the loneliness.

"Mr. Rong, would you please give me your contact information?"

Rong Haiyue was a little surprised, but he agreed to come down in a hurry and turned to the desktop to turn the paper.

However, there is no such thing.

Rong Haiyue spoke a little bit and said, "You still tell me your number, I will call you."

Su Qianci reported Li Sicheng's number and quickly added: "This is my husband's phone. My mobile phone doesn't know where to go. I'll go back and replace the card."

"Okay, tell me about yours, will you?"

Su Qianci reported his number again and looked at the time in the ward. It was almost ten o'clock in the evening. "It's too late. I'll go back first. Good night, Mr. Rong."

"Good night, rest early."

Su Qianci nodded gratefully, quickly went out and closed the door.

Back in the ward, Li Sicheng was sitting by the bed with his mobile phone, looking a little sleepy.

Seeing her coming in from the outside, she asked, "Did you go to Rong Haiyue?"