Gu Cheng was a famous businessman in Cloud City.

　　And in Cloud City, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the Gu family was a dominant one.

　　Harbor City, North City, Cloud City.

　　Each is known as a business tycoon both inside and outside the country.

　　In Cloud City, there was the Gu Family, in North City, there was the Song Family, and in Hong Kong City, there was the Luo Family and the Zang Family.

　　Although it is said that the winds in the shopping mall are changing rapidly, no matter what the tycoon can not guarantee to stand at the peak of the business to control the whole situation for a long time.

　　However, the rapid renewal and change of powerin the business circle of Hong Kong City did not affect North City and Cloud City.

　　North City is still the Song family's business empire.

　　Cloud City, on the other hand, was the world of the Gu family.

　　After Song Frost came out of the ward, she glanced sideways at the ward door that had been closed.

　　Ten minutes later, a call was made over to Gu Baisheng.

　　The Gu Baisheng on the phone seemed to have just been woken up from a nap, and was still speaking in a somewhat naive little daze.

　　However, it was very pleasing to hear his voice, "Song Shuang?"

　　Song Frost listened to her cheerful tone and felt that right now, she was like a cute kitten that was picking at the table and watching people shake their ears.

　　"Wake you up?"

　　The tone was unconsciously gentle.

　　"No," she laughed, lifting her hand in passing to wipe the corner of her mouth, dropping her heart when she saw that the back of her hand wasn't stained with drool, "Are you off duty on your end?"

　　Song Frost usually called her only once a day.

　　The time is usually fixed in the afternoon after work.

　　She wasn't supposed to be napping at this hour.

　　But, somehow, drifted off to sleep.

　　Speaking of which, during this period of time, I don't know if it was due to being infected by living with Qu Xiaobo, but she couldn't help but be sleepy herself when she saw Qu Xiaobo sleeping.

　　Became much more sleepy than before.

　　"Not yet."

　　He replied in a soft voice.

　　Gu Baisheng's heart bounced happily as she listened to his magnetic voice.

　　"Then why are you free to call me?"

　　"I plan to go back the day after tomorrow."

　　"Really?" Gu Baisheng really felt surprised, and her tone was toned up.

　　"Uh-huh."

　　"You're finally coming back!"

　　She took a little tiny leap of faith.

　　Song Frost couldn't help but tease her when he heard her cheerful tone, "Did you miss me?"

　　"Which ...... which is a thing ......"

　　Even if it was in her heart, Gu Baisheng didn't quite want to admit it.

　　Slightly disorganized talking sounds rang out from Song Frost's side.

　　"I'll talk to you when I get back."

　　"So you're ...... now."

　　"Something's come up, I'll call you back later."

　　Song Frost spoke with his usual brevity and clarity.

　　Even with her, never a word more of nonsense.

　　Gu Baisheng couldn't help but feel slightly lost in her heart as she listened to the sound of that side decisively hanging up the phone.

　　Song Frost at work can be extraordinarily cold.

　　Was he this cold before?

　　It seemed like it wasn't like that when it came to treating Gu Baisheng.

　　Only when treating Bai Shengsheng would he be so distant, so cold and sharp.

　　Song Shuang over there didn't realize that the hanging up of a phone call would cause Gu Baisheng to have so many mental activities in an instant.

　　Turning his head, he looked towards Shao Tianze who was walking towards him and warmly said, "Dr. Shao?"

　　"It's been hard on you during your time in Hong Kong City, Dr. Song."

　　Shao Tianze held the glasses on his face and smiled politely, like a perfect gentleman.

　　Song Frost nodded, "Mr. Gu's condition has stabilized and is improving very quickly, with you in the follow-up recovery, I think there should be no problem."

　　Song Frost had a very accurate assessment of Shao Tianze's ability.

　　Shao Tianze's strength on the pro- bed- was by no means inferior to his.

　　However, for some reason, he always felt that Shao Tianze was intentionally hiding his abilities.

　　Not really willing to play to all of their ability levels.

　　He had heard a little about the situation in the harbor city.

　　It's not just about hooking up in the mall.

　　The workplace in Hong Kong City is just as cruel.

　　A smart man like Shao Tianze naturally had his reasons for hiding his power.

　　This was someone else's business, and Song Frost didn't want to bother asking.

　　And don't bother to find out what's going on.

　　He'd been away from the North Side long enough.

　　He wanted to go back and see how the woman-at-home was doing now.

　　"Mr. Gu booked your ticket for the day after tomorrow."

　　"Thank Mr. Gu for me."

　　"It should be," Shao Tianze smiled, his fingers resting in his white coat as he narrated, "You've also done your best for Uncle Gu during this period of time, and the Gu family is very grateful to you."

　　Song Frost also responded to him politely, "Things within the scope of duty, no need to say thank you."

　　Shao Tianze smiled and raised his hand, patting his shoulder, "If you're leaving the day after tomorrow, you're bound to have to do a lot of formalities for leaving the hospital tomorrow, so if you have time tonight, let's go for a small drink? Sort of my farewell for you."

　　Song Frost didn't refuse, "You're welcome."

　　"It should."

　　Song Frost went to a Japanese restaurant for drinks with Shao Tianze later in the evening.

　　During this time, colleagues from the hospital who were doing the surgery together followed.

　　Even the director of Harbor City Hospital came over to join the farewell banquet.

　　What I thought would be a small gathering ended up being hard to get to several tables.

　　Make the row slightly bigger too.

　　When the Gu family heard about it, they chartered an entire floor of private rooms in the Japanese restaurant.

　　Those who came to the farewell feast had their fill.

　　When they left, Song Shuang was sent back to the hotel by the Gu family's car.

　　Feeling a little stuffy from the alcohol, he lowered the window to get a cold winter breeze.

　　But without realizing it, out of the corner of his eye.

　　A figure was suddenly seen, walking under the shadow of a street lamp.

　　Upright posture, familiar face.

　　In an instant, all the alcohol on top was blown away by the cold wind pouring in through the window.

　　His pupils constricted and he straightened up suddenly, looking out the window.

　　The car turned the corner.

　　The figure disappeared behind him as well.

　　"Stop the car!"

　　He leapt out and demanded a stop.

　　The driver was a little unsure, but seeing how anxious he looked, he panicked and pulled over to the side of the road.

　　He quickly opened the door and sprinted from the car, chasing him around the corner.

　　Standing in the shadow of the lamp where the man had just passed, he looked around at a distance.

　　However, the silhouette was like a hallucination he had when he was drunk.

　　It's as if it never existed in this world at all.

　　He looked around and couldn't find any semblance of him at all.

　　"Dr. Song?"

　　Shao Tianze stopped his car from the curb.

　　Seeing Song Frost looking around with a nervous expression, he couldn't help but lower the window and ask him strangely, "What are you looking for?"

　　Song Frost only gradually calmed down when she heard Shao Tianze's question.

　　Looking to Shao Tianze, he replied, "It seems like I saw a deceased person."

　　"Yes?" Shao Tianze looked around and saw that there weren't many people, so he asked, "You didn't catch up with him?"

　　"Uh-huh."

　　Song Frost sucked in a breath of cold air.

　　The mind was still reeling from the man he had just seen.

　　The one that's clearly supposed to have been dead for seven years ......

　　No, it should be eight years!

　　The man who should have been dead for eight years! Actually appeared in front of him!

　　This is a hallucination, isn't it?

　　It must be a hallucination!

　　"Do you want me to help you find someone?" Shao Tianze looked at him as if he cared, and kindly said, "I know a lot of friends in Hong Kong City, so I should be able to tie up a little favor if I look for someone."

　　"Thanks, no."

　　Song Frost politely declined.

　　Shao Tianze was still a bit skeptical, "You really don't need it?"

　　Song Frost was silent for a moment this time and didn't immediately refuse.

　　"You just need to tell me a name," Shao Tianze asked when he looked like he was about to change his mind, "What was the name of the person you were just looking for?"

　　Song Frost's fingers, held slightly at his side, spoke, "Sungbi."

　　......

　　"What was the name of the man who previously impregnated Song Frost's ex-wife, Gu Baisheng?"

　　"Narubi."

　　Song Yiyi's voice, not too light, rang out from the hotel's living room.

　　In the bedroom of the suite, Song Chaolu, wearing an elegant cheongsam and carrying freshly brewed coffee, walked out of the room, humming and smiling, "The name Chengbi ...... sounds as if it's a bit familiar."

　　"It's Sung-young's son."

　　Song Yi said.

　　"Sung-Young!" Song Chaolu's brows furrowed violently as if he was very shocked.

　　Song Yiyi noticed that her mother's expression was different and cared, "What's wrong?"

　　"Sung-young's son died?"

　　"You do not know?" Song Yiyi frowned, "As early as seven years ...... no, eight years ago died ah, it is because Chengbi died, so my please cousin's wife is pregnant with Chengbi's surviving child, married me this receiver cousin Song Frost."

　　Song Chaolu's eyebrows, which had just furrowed from shock, stretched a little.

　　"Interesting ......" Her lips parted in a smile, "This is really interesting."

　　Song Yiyi looked at the steeply born interest in his mother's eyes and was somewhat puzzled, "What's wrong, mother?"

　　Song Chaolu inhaled a breath, slowly walked over, sat on the sofa, placed the coffee cup on the table slowly, smiled and looked at Song Yiyi: "Do you think that this cousin of yours, is someone who will be a receiver?"

　　Song Yi didn't understand the deeper meaning of her mother's words.

　　There was no answer for a moment.

　　Seeing that her son didn't answer right away, 　　Song Chaolu smiled and pointed, "My son, think about Song Frost's style and person, and then think about what kind of family the Cheng family was eight years ago."

　　Song Frost thought carefully about this cousin's character, as her mother had said, and about becoming a family.

　　Then, gently shaking his head, "Cousin doesn't look like someone who would take over, and it's not like the Cheng family doesn't have the ability to get their first grandson back."

　　"Cheng family aside, that cousin of yours is naturally not simple," Song Chaolu slightly raised his head, his gaze far-reaching looking out the window at the night and the bright moon, laughed, "Our old Song family, there is no waste stuff, my brother is also an old fox, the hand of the ruthless, besides, Lin Fengya is not a simple person. Besides, Lin Fengya is also not a simple person, the two of them gave birth to their own son, how could he become an honest person who is a receiver?"

　　At those words, Song Yiyi's eyes changed, "Mother, you mean ......"

　　"Hush ......"

　　Song Chaolu, put his finger up gently, stopping the words his son was about to say, and reminded with a smile, "My good son, you just need to know this fact, now is not the right time for you to speak out this fact, you need to calm down."

　　Song Yiyi nodded his head, naturally understanding that nothing his mother said was wrong.

　　Only, he still had doubts in his mind.

　　Opened his mouth and tried to ask his mother something.

　　The cell phone in his hand, however, suddenly rang.

　　Song Chaolu raised her eyebrows, "Answer the phone."

　　Song Yi frowned and glanced at his cell phone, "It's an unfamiliar call from this city."

　　"Pick it up."

　　Song Chaolu reached out, going for her own coffee cup.

　　Song Yi was puzzled: "Mother knows who it is?"

　　"It's Xiao Rong."

　　Song Chaolu replied.