Late at night at ten o'clock.

Han Lu helped Xiao Chengye on the hospital - bed - tuck in the comforter.

Turning, he looked at Xiao Rong, who was napping next to him.

Somewhat distressed, "Yung Yung?"

Xiao Rong heard Han Lu's voice and opened her eyes in a daze to look at Han Lu.

Han Lu smiled gently, also knowing that he had been staying inside the hospital with her all this time for a hard time, "It's so late, you're tired too, go home and rest."

Xiao Rong's eyes cleared up a lot at the word 'home'.

Raising his hand, he gestured with Hanlu, 'No need.'

"Go back," Han Lu was gentle, "Your father has me to take care of him over here, you can't rest well if you stay in the hospital all the time, there's nothing to do tonight, so go back and rest."

Xiao Rong looked at Xiao Chengye on the hospital - bed.

Xiao Chengye was already asleep.

Han Lu knew that he was afraid that Xiao Chengye would wake up and not see him.

And understand his concern.

"Your dad's been sleeping a lot for a while now, and he won't wake up until six o'clock tomorrow morning."

Rich people, they're all afraid of death.

And getting enough sleep and taking good care of your health is what Xiao Chengye is doing today.

He was sick before and he didn't sleep well.

Woke up every hour or so all night.

Every time I woke up, I had a splitting headache and was desperate to find someone around me.

Han Lu and Xiao Rong, one as a wife and the other as a son.

Every time he looked for it, it appeared at the heel of his sick - bed - when he was looking for it.

It gave the sick Xiao Chengye a lot of psychological comfort.

It also put him at ease.

People who are sick become more insecure than their usual healthy selves, wanting to rely on others and needing the company of family and friends more than ever.

Xiao Rong and Han Lu stayed by Xiao Chengye's hospital-bedside without moving an inch when he was seriously ill.

It made his feelings for this wife and son so much deeper and newer all of a sudden.

Xiao Rong, who was not always with Xiao Chengye and was worried that the vigil would affect his rest, was thus pulled down a lot of favor points in Xiao Chengye's heart.

Now, Xiao Chengye's body is almost as good as it was after being transferred to the hospital.

It wouldn't be waking up once an hour or so.

Each time, Xiao Chengye was able to sleep for eight or nine hours, or even ten hours or so.

It won't wake up until that time.

And the reason Han Lu told Xiao Rong when Xiao Chengye would wake up next was very simple.

It was for Xiao Rong to go home and rest, as long as he rushed back before Xiao Chengye woke up tomorrow morning.

Xiao Rong nodded and gestured with Han Lu, ''Then I'll come over in the morning.''

"Go on, I'll have someone take you back."

Hanlu has to find her cell phone and calls Xiao Rong to call Xiao's driver.

Xiao Rong, however, shook her head and gestured, 'No, I'll just go outside and get a cab.'

The second hospital is the big hospital in the North Side.

Twenty-four hours a day, cabs are available all around.

Xiao Rong wasn't worried about finding a car to go home because it was late.

"It's cold and windy outside, and you'll have to wait a long time for a taxi, so I'd better have Old Zhang send you back."

'No, I'd like to take a taxi back.'

Xiao Rong declined Han Lu's kindness with an insistent attitude.

Han Lu saw that he wasn't willing to let himself take a cab for him, so he had to nod and instruct him, "Then give me a call when you get home to report that you're safe."

Peace out?

Xiao Rong laughed a little.

Suddenly I felt a slight warmth in my heart.

Though, the warmth of that also cooled quickly.

And yet it's still interesting.

After so many years, except for Gu Baisheng and Zhang Sweetness who had genuinely cared about him and wanted to hear her words of peace.

Hanlu, or the first person to tell him to tell him to report it safe.

Though ironically, Hanlu is using him.

Still, he was really kind of touched by her being the 'mother' who got into the act.

'Good.'

He gestured.

Then leave from the ward.

See Xiao Rong left, Han Lu only closed the door of the ward, looked at the sleeping Xiao Chengye, turned around, went to another lounge in the ward, made a call out ——

"Hello, Lupo?"

"Honey, it's me."

Hearing Lubo's voice over there still as gentle and tender, Han Lu smiled shyly.

...

Xiao Rong left Xiao Chengye's hospital room.

The footsteps paused as they entered the elevator.

Then, as the elevator doors opened, he pressed the floor where the maternity ward was located.

The elevator doors opened a few seconds later.

Xiao Rong looked at the silence in the late night corridor of the maternity ward.

After walking out, he looked ahead before lifting his steps, towards the ward he had visited during the day.

The hallway was quiet.

Only vaguely could I hear the through-cries of a pregnant woman in labor after her water broke in the other hallway.

The wheels of the gurney - the bed - scratched across the smooth floor.

Xiao Rong didn't turn her head to follow the sound.

Instead, he stood at the door of Gu Baisheng's hospital room and gently pushed the door.

The door was ajar.

It was as if a crack had been left on purpose to ventilate the room.

There was a crack in the door, and Song Frost's gentle questioning voice came out.

"Better?"

"It's not as hot as it was just now," Gu Baisheng's voice responded softly, "This year's heating is so much hotter than last year's."

She clearly remembered that the heating in the second hospital ward hadn't been this hot last year.

"Yeah?"

Song Frost didn't feel any difference.

"It's hot, and if you don't believe me, try it with the quilt on too."

Gu Baisheng tugged at his quilt.

The quilt was brought over by Hu Hui again during the day.

Said the hospital quilts weren't thick enough for her to freeze.

So send the thick ones over.

Song Frost then immediately changed it for her.

Only, when I changed it, it started out fine and then it started to get hot.

She tried to stomp the covers off, and was stiffly pulled on by Song Frost.

Joking with him at this moment.

Song Frost was not polite at all, and immediately followed the quilt she had lifted and also got into -the bed-, "Good then, I'll try it as well."

"Wow, you're really coming up here."

"You told me to come up here." He was serious.

But in the eyes, there was still a bit of a bad joke.

Gu Baisheng could see that he was doing it on purpose, and immediately whisked him toward the -bed-, "The -bed- is too small, you get down."

"It's not small, it's a one-meter-eight queen -bed-, and I had you assigned a queen -bed- when you were in the ward."

Gu Baisheng instantly understood, "So you've wanted to sleep with me at night in a sick -bed- for a long time?"

"Or what?"

Song Frost asked her.

Gu Baisheng was simply speechless by what he said.

"Can't you sleep in a companion-bed-?"

"Yes, but it's not necessary."

Song Frost reached out, gathering her into his arms and kissed her forehead with a smile, "I still want to sleep with you in my arms like this."

Gu Baisheng was kissed on the forehead by him.

No more grievances could be said.

All that could be done was to redden her cheeks and stay in her arms.

That way, being held in his arms while he slept wasn't a bad feeling.

"Well, sleep."

Song Frost reached out and turned off the lights in the hospital room.

The slit in the doorway of the hospital room was also gently brought up by Xiao Rong's fingers.

After a moment, the finger, again, gently pushed the door, leaving a crack.

Just a smile at the door that had left.

...

Xiao Yu directly killed Song Yiyi's mother, Song Chaolu, in the middle of the hotel.

Song Chaolu was still a little surprised that the receptionist called to say that Xiao Yu had found her way over here.

When she returned to North City, she hadn't told Xiao Yu that she was staying inside a hotel.

However, since Xiao Yu had come to the door.

She didn't mean to turn people away, though.

Signal the receptionist to allow her to come up.

Xiao Yu quickly knocked on Song Chaolu's door.

After Song Chaolu opened the door and saw Xiao Yu standing outside the door with her female subordinates, she smiled, "What a rare guest."

"It's the fact that you're willing to see me that's the surprise."

Xiao Yu signaled her female subordinate to wait outside the door.

Song Chaolu flashed open the doorway and gestured to Xiao Yu, "Come in and sit down."

Xiao Yu entered the room along with Song Chaolu.

After Xiao Yu entered the room, she frowned and went to look at the rest of the suite in a vain attempt to find where Song Yi was.

Song Chaolu also saw that she was looking for someone, and after sitting down, he poured her a cup of tea and told her the truth,"My son is not at home."

"Song Yi hasn't come back yet?"

"He's staying at his uncle's house."

"Uncle?"

"Song Chaoyang."

Song Chaolu said.

Xiao Yu responded, "You haven't traveled to the North City for so many years, I'd almost forgotten about that."

Song Chaolu lived far away in Switzerland for many years.

If it wasn't for those who paid close attention to the Song family, I'm afraid that not many people would remember clearly that she was Song Chaoyang's sister.

"It is true that I, the sister of the richest man in the North City, am not cared for yet."

Xiao Yu smiled a little, not denying or comforting her.

Although Song Chaolu also married well, but, compared to her brother Song Chaoyang, the richest man in the northern city, it is much inferior.

Nowadays, when Song Chaoyang is mentioned in Beicheng, no one knows about it.

But when Song Chaoluis mentioned, not many people know who she is.

"You came over this time because of what?"

Song Chaolu rightly treated it as unclear as to the reason why his son had never signed with Xiao Yu, which was what caused Xiao Yu to come to his door.

So it was natural to ask.

Xiao Yu laughed a little, "Your Ladyship is asking a question knowingly."

Song Chaolu was poked and prodded by Xiao Yu and didn't feel embarrassed.

With an unchanged expression on his face, he said, "There are so many things going on in the North City, I know a lot and I don't know a lot, so how is it a knowing question?"

"You should be clear that I'm looking for your son Song Yiyi because he's pushed and pushed and pushed again and again three times, refusing to sign with us as agreed."

"Oh, this thing."

Song Chaolu didn't panic when she heard Xiao Yu make it clear.

Smiled, "What's the rush on this?"

"It's urgent."

Xiao Yu said.

This matter is related to what she can do in the Xiao Group.

If the signing endorsement program with Song Yiyi gets a good profit, it will also prove her ability and make her father think highly of her.

But it's a pain in the ass when you can't even sign a small contract.

Song Chaolu seemed to have heard something about Xiao Yu's current situation, and hearing her so obsessed with signing with her own son, she opened her mouth with some amusement, "A small endorsement and movie and television cooperation, what can it prove? If you want your father to look at you differently, you should still fight for something else."

Song Chaolu's words were spoken like a cunning old fox.

Xiao Yu sniffed and immediately frowned, "What do you mean?"