Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 24 Song Tingyue must have picked it up

Song's mother kept her secret, and Meng Yinyin could already guess all kinds of things.

Her whole body seemed to be emptied, and she walked forward blankly.

There were steps in front of her, and she was so stupid that she didn't know how to raise her feet a little higher.

He kicked on the steps, his center of gravity was unstable, and he threw himself out.

"Oh..." she yelled out.

In the next second, she fell into a warm and generous embrace.

A faint scent of Longyan permeated around his breath.

When Meng Yinyin raised her head, the first thing she saw was Song Tingyue's sharp chin, followed by her perfect handsome face.

There was no superfluous expression on his face.

But at this moment, Meng Yinyin felt at ease.

Song Tingyue's hand was still around Meng Yinyin's slender waist, his eyes fell on her pink mouth, and his Adam's apple rose and fell unconsciously.

And Meng Yinyin's hand was placed on Song Tingyue's chest.

The palm is his strong heartbeat.

"Song Tingyue..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, her voice brought out a cry.

Thinking that her grandfather would leave her soon, she really wanted to cry in Song Tingyue's arms.

"Yinyin, are you okay, did you fall? Let mom see."

Before Meng Yinyin recovered, Song Tingyue had already let go of her, took a step back, and gave Song Mu the place closest to Meng Yinyin.

"It's okay, it's okay, it didn't fall, it's thin and tender, it's fine if you drop it."

Song's mother pulled Meng Yinyin, turned her head and blamed Song Tingyue: "Yinyin just came here, and she is not familiar with the family, why don't you support her?"

Song Tingyue: "..."

Wasn't your old man supporting her just now?

Not to mention Meng Yinyin, even Song Tingyue began to wonder if he picked it up.

Meng Yinyin went into the room to get her bag, and said in a depressed mood, "Mom and Dad, I'm going to the hospital now, so I can't accompany you."

"It's okay, we don't need to accompany you, you and Ting Yue go to the hospital together, and talk to Meng Lao."

"Ah."

Meng Yinyin got into the car distraught.

It wasn't until the hospital came to realize that Song Tingyue actually drove her by himself.

He has helped her a lot, how dare she take up his precious time.

"Song Tingyue, you don't really have to accompany me to the hospital, I'll just get off here, and you go and do your work, thank you."

Song Tingyue was not used to Meng Yinyin being so polite.

"I am not busy!"

"Oh, thanks."

Meng Yinyin took out the marriage certificate from her jeans pocket.

She will show this marriage certificate to grandpa later.

This is a white lie!
Grandpa will be very happy.

Meng Yinyin stared at the marriage certificate in a daze.

Song Ting glanced at her lightly, his eyes were as dark as black jade, reflecting that lonely but extremely beautiful side face.

As soon as she entered the ward, Meng Yinyin couldn't wait to show the marriage certificate to Mr. Meng.

"Grandpa, Ting Yue and I have obtained the certificate."

Mr. Meng was not surprised to see the marriage certificate in Meng Yinyin's hand.

Early in the morning, Song Tingyue had already called him and reported it.

"Okay... good... really good..."

Mr. Meng took the marriage certificate, brushed the photos of the two of them with his withered fingers, and kept nodding.

"My voice has grown..."

Meng Yinyin held back her tears and forced a smile: "Grandpa, are you feeling better?"

"It's much better, the doctor said, and in a few days, I can be discharged from the hospital."

Mr. Meng still didn't tell the truth to Meng Yinyin.

The doctors allowed him to leave the hospital not because he was cured, but because the treatment was no longer of any use to him.

It's time for him to go home too!

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(End of this chapter)