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

Chapter 239
Looking at the message, Jiang Ruisen felt very uncomfortable.

He didn't know if what he said that day had an effect, Song Tingyue actually gave up on Meng Yinyin.

It was not easy for Song Tingyue to make such a decision.

After all, he was a brother who grew up wearing a pair of pants, Jiang Ruisen sensed something was wrong.

After comforting Meng Yinyin, go to Song Tingyue.

Meng Yinyin raised her head and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

The beautiful swan neck draws a sad arc.

One cup after another, Meng Yinyin knew that she didn't drink well. She drank so much just to let herself have a good sleep.

If you don't sleep all the time, you can't become a fairy.

Drunk, Meng Yinyin stood up, staggering unsteadily.

Jiang Ruisen quickly supported her.

"you're drunk."

"I'm not drunk, I'm just dizzy." Meng Yinyin finally laughed: "Now I can go back to sleep."

I didn't fall asleep all night last night, and I was more excited than having a chicken blood.

My mind never stopped.

"Well, I'll take you back to your room."

"Thank you."

Jiang Ruisen sent Meng Yinyin back to his room, and soon left Meng's house, driving to find Song Tingyue.

Song Tingyue was in the office, flipping through the documents with a cold face.

He was not surprised by Jiang Ruisen's sudden visit.

Even expected.

Jiang Ruisen took a seat opposite Song Tingyue, and asked bluntly, "Tingyue, what's going on with you, did you consider Yinyin's feelings when you did this?"

Song Tingyue asked without raising his head: "Is this why you flew back?"

"Otherwise?" Jiang Ruisen asked coldly, "Let you bully Yinyin?"

"Heh." Song Tingyue sneered, "Shouldn't you be the happiest person when I leave her?"

Jiang Ruisen touched his nose in embarrassment: "I'm very happy, but seeing Yinyin is sad, I also have the responsibility to help her get justice, you are too much!"

"How can it be inappropriate? Tell her I don't have a year to live?"

Song Tingyue raised his head, his eyes dimmed.

"Huh? Can't live for more than a year? Isn't it two years?" Jiang Ruisen was astonished.

"I thought I had two more years, too."

Song Tingyue smiled wryly: "If I can't watch the birth of my child with her, I would rather have no child with her."

"Ting Yue, tell me honestly, why you can't live for a year, why are you terminally ill?"

Jiang Ruisen will send Song Tingyue to look him up and down.

He looked fine, not terminally ill.

Song Tingyue didn't answer Jiang Ruisen's question, but said earnestly, "Take care of Yinyin for me."

Why did he feel that he had become a spare tire? Jiang Ruisen was not happy: "If I hadn't gone to the United States, there would be no chance for you to be in the top position. Yinyin would have been mine long ago."

Song Tingyue was in no mood to argue with Jiang Ruisen.

He said lightly: "If you treat Yinyin badly, I won't let you go."

"Don't worry, I'm definitely a hundred times better than you at Yinyin, and I can accompany her forever."

Jiang Ruisen made a vow.

"Ah."

For Jiang Ruisen, Song Tingyue was still at ease.

"By the way, I heard that you went on a blind date? Why did you suddenly think of a blind date?" Jiang Ruisen couldn't help gossiping.

"Pass down the lineage!"

Song Tingyue only said these four words.

Originally, he planned to find a surrogate and have two children.

But the parents disagree.

It is cruel for a child to be born without the love of his father and mother.

Destined to have no father's love, at least keep a little mother's love for them.

(Tomorrow's Labor Day is the working people's day. Xia Xia is going to stay at home and spend time typing. Will the babies accompany Xia Xia? Go to bed, good night!)
(End of this chapter)