"How did you know it was Xiao Rong?"

　　Song Yiyi couldn't understand why her mother would make such a judgment.

　　Song Chaolu, however, looked at him with a smile, "You won't know if you pick it up."

　　Song Yiyi withdrew his sight and pressed the answer button.

　　Over there, there's no sound.

　　"Looking for who?"

　　Song Yi frowned and asked out loud across the room.

　　There was a moment of silence on the other side, and he hung up.

　　Song Yiyi listened to the sound of the phone being hung up and was puzzled, "Hung up?"

　　Song Chaolu only laughed, as if she knew what would happen next, and was not in a hurry.

　　After the call was hung up, Song Yigang just put the cell phone on the table.

　　Just as quickly, I heard the receiving beep of a text message on my cell phone.

　　Song Yi was puzzled and picked up the cell phone.

　　The text message opens to a line ----

　　''I'm Xiao Rong, Mr. Song Yi.''

　　Song Yiyi was dumbfounded and looked at her mother somewhat strangely, "It really is that mute."

　　Everything was expected by Song Chaolu: "He's a mute, he can't talk to you even if he calls over, dialing over the phone is nothing more than a courtesy greeting."

　　Song Chaolu had already guessed that the phone call that no one spoke was and intention.

　　And it's the next text message that's the biggie.

　　"What does mother guess is his intention in calling me?"

　　Song Yiyi thought about how to maneuver with Xiao Rong on the one hand, and asked his mother what Xiao Rong meant on the other.

　　Song Zhaolu sighed, as if he had some pity for Xiao Rong, "This is also a poor child, ah, after so many years of abuse in the Xiao family, and now that he's not too young, he should understand how to live is the most important thing."

　　Song Yiyi's text message was sent over, and Xiao Rong's text message was sent back.

　　Faced with a text message from Song Yi asking him what's up.

　　Xiao Rong returned 'I want Mr. Song's help.'

　　Song Yiyi looked at the short message that was sent over and couldn't help but lose a smile, "This little mute has moved his mind to us."

　　"What did she say?" Song Chaolu's eyes flicked to her son.

　　"He wants my help."

　　Song Yiyi said, sending a text message back, asking Xiao Rong 'Why should I help you?'

　　'Because we have a common enemy.' Xiao Rong replied.

　　Song Yi frowned: '?'

　　Face the question mark that was sent over.

　　Xiao Rong continued to respond to the text message, ''Song Frost.''

　　Seeing this name, Song Yi fell silent.

　　Song Chaolu smiled when she saw her son's silence going down, "Why, what did he say?"

　　"Mother see for yourself."

　　Song Yiyi handed the cell phone into Song Chaolu's hands.

　　Song Chaolu took her son's cell phone and looked at the text message records on it.

　　In just a few text messages, Xiao Rong succinctly articulated his purpose and the reason enough to get their help.

　　"This little mute is more alert and smart than I thought."

　　Song Chaolu had some fondness for Xiao Rong.

　　Young people, and smart young people, she Song Chaolu always liked.

　　Because it doesn't take too much effort to communicate with someone like that.

　　It's easy to get the word out.

　　It didn't even have to be said too clearly for the other person to understand what she was thinking.

　　Unlike some of the old stuff, which is stubborn as hell.

　　"Promise him."

　　Song Chaolu returned the cell phone to his son.

　　Song Yiyi's brows furrowed slightly, "You really want to work with a mute?"

　　"He's right, you have a common enemy, Song Frost."

　　"But my target is the Song family."

　　"Song Frost is the stumbling block that you need to get rid of the most on your way to reach your goal, son, and now, you can use this mute, why not?"

　　Song Chaolu felt that his son still hadn't figured it out.

　　Song Yi knew that his mother was thinking of him.

　　Nor do they deny their mother's words.

　　But he always felt that Xiao Rong was not as easy to utilize as he appeared to be.

　　"What's the point of this mute?"

　　"He's useful?" Song Chaolu smiled, "Didn't I tell you from the beginning?"

　　"He's just a dummy with no real power in the Xiao family, how can he help me when he hasn't fought for the highs and lows of the Xiao family yet?"

　　Song Yiyi is somewhat unable to see Xiao Rong.

　　Song Chaolu, however, shook her head, "My good son, you've been in the entertainment industry for a long time, you should be able to look at people a bit more long term."

　　Song Yi didn't say anything.

　　Song Chaolu, however, like an old fox, smiled and continued to point out to her son, "Xiao Rong currently seems to be in a less favorable situation in the Xiao family than Xiao Yu, however, Xiao Chengye is seriously ill - in bed - and Xiao Yu has recently gotten into trouble, can't you see that Xiao Yu has been getting more and more unlucky lately?"

　　"Are you saying that all of this trouble was caused by Xiao Rong?"

　　Song Chaolu laughed softly, "Even if it wasn't Xiao Rong's trick, then it was Han Lu who interfered in it, otherwise, how could Xiao Yu have been mailed a head over?"

　　Song Yi pondered slightly.

　　Indeed, if Xiao Yu is unlucky, and Xiao Chengye's side has Han Lu and Xiao Rong's care, the pillow wind coupled with the father and son's love is getting deeper and deeper, it is hard to say that Xiao Yu's status in the Xiao family will always be higher than Xiao Rong's afterward.

　　However, Xiao Rong had an Achilles heel.

　　"Xiao Rong is mute and has a disabled leg, such a person ......"

　　"What kind of person can't become a great thing?" Song Chaolu looked at his son, his gaze had the vicissitudes of profoundness that Song Yiyi hadn't experienced at this age, "As long as he doesn't have a problem with his brain, then, no matter if it's each a mute, or a cripple, he can be our helper."

　　Song Yiyi knows that his mother sees far.

　　It was also known that her mother was bent on in taking the Song family back.

　　Nodded, "I understand what mother means."

　　"It's good that you understand, you talk to Xiao Rong."

　　"Good."

　　Song Chaolu intentionally put the matter to his son, so that his son to consider how to plot the way after.

　　Song Yiyi waited for her mother to leave, so she lowered her eyes and looked at the short message on her cell phone screen.

　　Xiao Rong didn't get a reply from him for a long time and wasn't in a hurry.

　　It was as if he expected him to say yes in the end.

　　Waiting quietly for him.

　　Song Yi knocked down a short line on the cell phone keyboard.

　　Then send it out.

　　Over there, Xiao Rong looked at the message he received on his cell phone's text message, his indifferent gaze not half changing.

　　There were no surprises, no surprises.

　　Much less smug.

　　It was as if Song Yiyi being able to promise him was something he expected.

　　Han Lu saw Xiao Rong looking at her cell phone and uttered, "Rong Rong?"

　　Xiao Rong looked up at her mother.

　　Han Lu said, "Xiao Yu hasn't come to the hospital tonight, look ......"

　　'It will come.'

　　Xiao Rong calms Han Lu.

　　And in sign language, he reminded Hanlu, 'And, don't you tell her that Daddy's getting ready to transfer to the hospital tonight.'

　　Hanlu nodded.

　　Looking at Xiao Rong's gaze was a bit complicated.

　　This cheaply acquired mute son was now becoming more and more unintelligible to her.

　　The original dull and clumsy Muna look was like it had been molted away a little bit.

　　The current Xiao Rong was cold and calm.

　　It was as if everything, was under his control.

　　It makes you feel a little scornful.

　　Xiao Yu came out of the police station and it was already dark.

　　She was already tired and irritable from being questioned for so long at the police station.

　　Bi Hao respectfully opened the car door for her and invited her into the luxury car.

　　And thoughtfully asked, "Would you like to go to a sweat steam tonight to relieve your fatigue, Yui-san?"

　　"Sweating?" Xiao Yu sneered and raised her eyes, looking at her stupid assistant, "Can't you see that someone wants to screw me over?"

　　Bi Hao's face stiffened.

　　It's getting a little hard to see.

　　Xiao Yu turned his hand, which was about to massage his shoulder, away with an impatient hand and said to the driver in front of her, "Go find my father."

　　"You-chan, this matter has probably already spread to Xiao Dong's ears."

　　"You still need to tell me this?" Xiao Yu glanced at him and said fiercely, "How could Han Lu, this old bitch-whore who blows pillow talk, let go of this opportunity to drop a stone in a well? There's also that mute, after he came back from your city, he's also changed, I don't know if Han Lu taught him or if he's started to use his brain on his own."

　　"You Xiao - sister, Xiao Dong knows that you got into such trouble, it is estimated that you will be very angry, would it not be good to go to Xiao Dong in this stall?"

　　"It's better to go even if it's not very good than not to go at all."

　　If she didn't go, she would have to let Han Lu blow pillow talk in the old man's ear about her.

　　She went and could explain a little.

　　The old man won't listen to just one side of the story.

　　As long as she was willing to defend herself, the old man would listen to a song or two, which was better than not defending herself and just letting Han Lu talk nonsense.

　　Bi Hao saw that Xiao Yu had already made up her mind, so he couldn't stop her.

　　He had to accompany Xiao Yu to the hospital.

　　彼時.

　　Han Lu had already finished transferring Xiao Chengye to the hospital.

　　Xiao Chengye has also been successfully admitted to the ward of the Second Hospital.

　　After checking in, Xiao Rong had been accompanying Xiao Chengye's sick-bedside.

　　Xiao Chengye was in a daze, but every time he opened his eyes, he could see his son beside him, meek and well-behaved, honestly accompanying him.

　　Such a loyal and honest look is really not like the one who gave birth to him.

　　Xiao Chengye sighed in his heart.

　　Several times I woke up in a daze, and several times I went to sleep in a daze.

　　After passing out several times, inside the dream, it was Xiao Rong's mother, Liu Siqi.

　　Siqi Liu cried, Siqi Liu laughed.

　　In the end, it turned into a spiteful vitriol ----

　　"You bitch - person! It's all because you harmed me! If you hadn't harmed me, I would never have come this far!!!"

　　"I don't want this child! This child is a sin!"

　　He sighed as he listened to the insane, vicious cursing.

　　She also heard the voice that belonged to her own youth in a long time ago, persuading her, "The child has been born, if you don't like it, we'll send it away, why this torture?"

　　"No! I'm going to torture him! I'm going to make him worse than dead! I'm going to make them all worse than dead!!!"

　　"Sith ......" he sighed helplessly.

　　And Liu Siqi's angry curses were gradually, getting clearer and clearer.

　　It was as if he was cursing right up against his ear!

　　"Bitch - man! You bitch - person! You did this kind of thing behind my back, and you still dare to say righteously that it's for my sake? The two of you, one bitch - person and one mute, are clearly trying to get my father killed!!!"

　　Xiao Chengye's eyebrows wrinkled.

　　Gradually his eyes opened at the sound of this cursing.

　　That cursing continued.

　　And, sure enough, it really happened right there in his hospital room.

　　Xiao Yu pointed at Xiao Rong's nose and cursed, "You say! What kind of mind did you have, actually partnering with this old bitch - person to transfer Dad to the hospital without saying a word?!"