Lovesickness awaits

Chapter 688
He was a little poor at words, and what he said made people feel a little funny.

Lao Pang raised his eyelids, "My daughter is so outstanding, there are many people who want to treat her well."

Pang Jiayi gently pulled Lao Pang, "Dad!"

Unmoved, Lao Pang continued, "I heard with a smile that you play the piano?"

Mu Yun was stunned for a moment, then nodded in response, "Yes."

"Then your usual income is not very high?"

The corner of Pang Jia's mouth twitched.

Mu Yunshen confessed honestly, "Usually holding a concert can earn about 2000 million. The company takes a part, the organizer takes a part, and then pays personal income tax. I estimate it to be 400 million."

"Three 400?"

Lao Pang repeated it, wondering if their money was too easy to earn.

Mu Yunshen thought that Lao Pang thought too little, so he hurriedly said, "There are also a lot of activities in normal times, such as advertising endorsements, or shooting magazines, accepting interviews, the income from large and small activities is added up, and there are still 4000 million yuan a year. .”

Mu Yunshen's expression when he said three to forty million was similar to that of others when he said three or four thousand.

"If my uncle thinks the income is too low, I can also hold lectures alone. The lecturer's income is also very considerable. Follow me with a smile. I will definitely not let her be wronged materially."

Old Pang coughed, "No matter how much money you earn, it's not as important as people. If people change their minds, what's the use of asking for so much money?"

"I'm sure I won't change my mind."

Mu Yunshen was anxious to defend, "But, how do we prove this?"

Pang Jia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Get up, my dad is teasing you."

Mu Yunshen still refused to get up, but cautiously asked Lao Pang, "Uncle, are you really willing to marry Xiaoxiao to me?"

Old Pang coughed, "Her heart is with you, what else can I do?"

Mu Yunshen stood up abruptly, and gave Lao Pang a bear hug, "Dad, thank you, I will definitely smile well."

Old Pang panicked a little bit, are young people so open now?
He coughed and said, "I hope you can do what you say."

As soon as Pang Jia saw off Lao Pang, Mu Yunshen hugged her as soon as she came in.

Pang Jia was startled, and quickly hugged his neck.

Mu Yunshen's voice was particularly excited, "Smile, you don't know, I'm so happy."

Pang Jiayi softened her heart and said softly, "I know."

Mu Yun bowed his head and kissed her cheek, but he didn't think it was enough, he kissed her lips again, and sighed, "I'm so happy, you are finally mine."

Pang Jiayi slapped him on the head, "Stupid!"

Mu Yunshen smirked for a while, put her down, and started looking for the phone.

Pang Jiayi sat by the bed and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Call my parents."

"Ok?"

A big smile appeared on Mu Yunshen's face, almost blinding him.

"Let them prepare things and come to propose marriage."

Pang Jia was taken aback for a moment, "Are you too anxious?"

Surprisingly, there was no Song family around him.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head and looked over, and saw Pang Jia startled for a while, then turned his face and stared at the lights in the operating room, his appearance made people feel distressed.

Pang Jiayi curled up her fingers, feeling extremely complicated.

Mu Yun held her hand deeply, giving her strength.

Old Pang turned his head and said, "Smile, go and persuade that child."

In just ten minutes, he finally accepted the fact that Zhao Youran was terminally ill.

A good person is sick when he says he is sick, and people can't help but lament the impermanence of the world.

Pang Jiayi pursed her lips tightly, patted the back of Mu Yunshen's hand, and walked towards Song Ke alone.

In fact, ever since she found out about Song Ke's relationship with her, Pang Jiayi has never known what mentality to use to face this child.

Before she knew about this relationship, she could get along with him very comfortably, but after she knew about it, she just wanted to distance herself from him.

In fact, she knew that she was just jealous of this child.

Jealous of how they are Zhao Youran's children, why he can get so much love from him.

Jealousy No matter what happens, Zhao Youran will be the first to rush to him like all mothers love their children.

In fact, what's wrong with him, she just transferred her hatred for Zhao Youran to him forcibly, and the most innocent one was actually Song Ke.

This child is only nineteen, but she is about to face the pain of losing her parents. In fact, she is much luckier than him. At least her parents are still alive. No matter what happens, Lao Pang has a place for her to let her Can seek asylum.

But what does Song Ke have? Once Zhao Youran dies, he will have almost nothing except inheriting her inexhaustible inheritance and the hatred left over from the Song family.

She walked up to him, sat down next to him, clasped her hands in front of her, and lowered her eyes, "Is your leg better?"

Song Ke's eyelashes trembled, his lips turned pale, but he didn't speak.

Pang Jiayi didn't speak again, and just waited quietly outside with him.

The second hand on the wrist watch swiped and swiped, walking quickly, and the surroundings were ghostly and quiet.

Everyone's hearts were lifted in the air, and the longer the time passed, the higher the index of uneasiness.

Song Ke's eyes became darker and darker, and his fingertips gradually became trembling and cold.

He is afraid.

At the age of 19, when others were still enjoying their youth, he had to accept the sad news that his parents were about to pass away.

Pang Jia felt a little distressed in his heart, almost without hesitation, reached out to hold his hand, and said in a low voice, "Don't be afraid."

Song Ke's body trembled, and he looked at her blankly.

"Why didn't she tell me anything? If I didn't faint in the company today, would I only know about it when I attended her funeral?"

"Maybe I don't want you to be sad."

Pang Jiayi's tone was very calm, as if talking about an unimportant matter.

Song Ke turned to look at her, "Don't you feel a little sad?"

Pang Jiayi still looked at him calmly, "I'm different from you. She only gave me the gift of procreation, but no gift of nurturing. Her gift of childbearing came when the Song family sent people to attack me in Vancouver. I've already paid it off completely, I don't owe her anything, and I came here today only because of this inseparable blood relationship."

Song Ke looked at her with disbelief and anger, but felt reasonable.

Pang Jiayi has never enjoyed Zhao Youran's maternal love for a day, so why should he force him to be as sad as her? If she really cried bitterly, then it would be fake.

"You're right, you don't owe her..."

Pang Jiayi pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "But you are not her, and you don't have to bear my feelings for her on her behalf. I should apologize to you for what happened before, I'm sorry."

Song Ke was a little surprised, "Why don't you hate me if you hate her?"

Pang Jiayi reached out and rubbed the top of his hair, and said in a low voice, "You are an independent individual, not a continuation of anyone else, and it's not because of you that she abandoned me, why should I hate you? Biologically speaking, you are my Half-brother, my relatives..."

Song Ke's nose was a little sore, he turned his eyes away and did not speak again.

After a long time, Pang Jiayi heard him say in a low voice, "Don't leave me alone."

Pang Jiayi said softly, "No..."

It was not until it was almost dark that the door of the operating room was opened.

Song Ke jumped up from his seat and rushed to grab the doctor, "Doctor, how is my mother?"

The doctor's expression was a bit dignified, and it took a long time before he said, "When the patient was diagnosed with the disease before, she didn't receive treatment. Instead, she increased her workload. Her autoimmune function itself was low, and the virus she contracted was delayed to become malignant. The tumor, the situation... is not optimistic."

Song Ke's small face turned pale in an instant.

As soon as Pang Jia quickly supported him, Lao Pang stepped forward and asked, "Doctor, tell the truth, what should we do next?"

(End of this chapter)