Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Song Ci calmly analyzed the current situation, and was extremely aware of how dangerous her and Song Fei's current situation was.

Song Ci couldn't help laughing at himself.

Think how stupid she was in the last life!

In the previous life, Song Ci also stayed in the ward like now, listening to Mu Mian comforting Mu Qiu. After hearing Mu Mian's words, she even followed along to comfort Mu Qiu, reassuring her and telling her father that he would do his best. Any way to save her.

She was right, Mu Mian would do everything possible to save Mu Qiu, but at the cost of her sister's life.

In order to save Mu Qiu's life, the hospital was paying close attention to the news from the organ donation bank. While working, Mu Mian worried about her daughter's condition. The smile on her face became less and less, and her people became more and more gloomy.

Song Ci knew that sooner or later Mu Mian would lose his temper as Mu Qiu's health deteriorated. At that time, Mu Mian's magic hand will reach out to Song Fei, and she has to get Song Fei out of the sanatorium as soon as possible.

But how to get Song Fei away from the sanatorium without knowing it, without being suspected by Mu Mian, is also a problem.

Song Ci pondered in the middle of the night, and finally made a bold and rash decision! �€�

One o'clock late at night.

Yan Jiang was sitting in the game room playing games with a mask on his face. Like Song Ci, Yan Jiang is also a party to stay up late, relying on his good looks to stay up late unscrupulously.

Ding dong! Ding dong!

Hearing the doorbell ringing, Yan Jiang was a little wary.

Wouldn't it be an illegitimate meal again?

He took out his mobile phone, opened the surveillance app, and saw a woman wearing a black hooded sweater standing in front of his house.

It looks like an illegitimate meal, and Yan Jiang plans to call the police.

Song Ci knew that Yan Jiang hadn't slept yet, and also knew that he might be looking outside the house through surveillance. Song Ci put down the hat on her head, raised her head, and stared at the monitor quietly, so that Yan Jiang could see her face clearly.

"Song Song?"

Yan Jiang looked at the girl under surveillance, frowned, and gave up calling the police.

He tore off the mask, lost the game remote, and got up to open the door.

Opening the door, Yan Jiang leaned against the door frame and stared at Song Ci suspiciously with his hands around his chest. Song Ci raised her head and stared at Yan Jiang, without talking nonsense, she explained her purpose bluntly: "I need you, do me a favor."

Yan Jiang lightly opened his thin lips, and said in a gentle manner, "Don't do murder and arson, and don't do burning, killing and robbery."

Song Ci: "Do you want to save someone's life?"

Yan Jiang pursed his lips.

He took a deep look at Song Ci before taking a step back, "Come in."

Song Ci stepped into the room with Yan Jiang.

Yan Jiang poured Song Ci a glass of warm water.

Song Ci curled up cross-legged on the sofa at Yan Jiang's house. She took the water and took a sip.

Yan Jiang sat on the carpet, his long legs had nowhere to rest, so he had to cross them. Yan Jiang didn't ask Song Ci what he wanted him to do, and waited patiently for her to take the initiative to speak.

After a long while, Song Ci's sitting posture changed. She slid off the sofa, without slippers, sitting barefoot and cross-legged on the carpet. Song Ci leaned over and stared at Yan Jiang's eyes at close range, and asked him, "Can I trust you?"

Yan Jiang squinted at her.

"Tsk." Yan Jiang leaned back, leaning lazily on the single-seat sofa behind him. Under the bathrobe, his strong breasts were exposed, and his beauty was sultry and uncontrollable.

But Song Ci and Yan Jiang are too familiar. No matter how beautiful his Yan Jiang is, Song Ci can handle it indifferently.

Yan Jiang said slowly, "You can leave your life to me."

Song Ci heaved a sigh of relief.

She covered her face with her hands and rubbed it twice before saying, "A week ago, I had an incredible dream."

The opening remarks were a bit special. Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows to look at her. He didn't ask her what she dreamed, but showed an expression of patient listening.

Song Ci explained: "I dreamed that Mu Qiu fainted due to a heart attack at a classmate's birthday party. After being admitted to the hospital, because he couldn't wait for a suitable heart transplant, he cut his wrists and committed suicide in desperation, and was rescued by the doctor."

Yan Jiang's expression became strange.

So Song Song had a dream of predicting the future?

Song Ci continued: "I also dreamed that on the 12th of next month, the small building of the nursing home where my sister lived caught fire, and she was burned alive. On the same day, Mu Qiu had a heart transplant."

I don't know which word in this sentence touched Yan Jiang's heart, his lips moved, and his eyes were a little dazed.

Song Ci: "I also dreamed that two years later, I obeyed Mu Mian's arrangement and married Cheng Ziang, the second young master of the Chuandong Group. One month after the marriage, he committed domestic violence to me. Our marriage was maintained. Six years, and it ended when I stabbed him in the small intestine."

"I dreamed that when I was 20 years old, Mu Mian seduced me to sign a posthumous organ donation form. When I was 32 years old, Mu Qiu's heart deteriorated again, and there was a phenomenon of rejection, and he had to be transplanted again. In order to save Mu Qiu Qiu, Mu Mian stunned me, put me in the car, and let me and the car crash into the Yulongyuan River. Although I was discovered in time and sent to the hospital, I still couldn't survive."

"After I die, my heart becomes Mu Qiu's."

Before she knew it, Song Ci's eyes were turning red.

Yan Jiang's brows twisted into a river shape, and his eyes became darker when he looked at Song Ci.

Song Ci took a deep breath and swallowed all the grievances and fears in her stomach, before she said with a trembling voice, "I thought it was really just a nightmare for me, until Mu Qiu suffered a heart attack and was admitted to the hospital the night before. The doctor told us that Mu Qiu was in a coma. Qiu must have a heart transplant as soon as possible, so I can be sure that it was not a dream."

Song Ci couldn't control her tears, she suddenly held Yan Jiang's hand. Just like the victims drifting in the flood-stricken river finally hugged a towering tree, Song Ci held Yan Jiang's arm with all his strength.

Yan Jiang was in pain, but did not push her away.

"Ajiang, Mu Qiu is of panda blood. The doctor decided that she has only three or four months to live. My sister and I are of panda blood. Now Mu Mian is looking for a suitable heart for her all over the world. If he can't find it, he will Take Song Fei's heart!"

"In order to cover up the fact that Song Fei's heart was dug up, Mu Mian will set a fire and burn the sanatorium's house!"

"I can't just watch my only sister get killed! I don't know who to ask for help, A Jiang" Song Ci was bloodless, biting her lip and crying desperately: "The only person I can find is you. ."

Yan Jiang was still wondering if Song Ci was mentally disordered because of the pressure, so she had nightmares and cranky thoughts. But when Song Ci stared at her with those burning eyes and heard her desperately saying that the only person she could find was herself, Yan Jiang was still moved with pity.

Yan Jiang grabbed the glass of water that Song Ci had not finished drinking, and drank it completely. "Too absurd"

Seeing that Yan Jiang didn't believe it, Song Ci's tearful face showed a miserable smile. "You don't believe it, do you?"

"This is really incredible." Yan Jiang said, "You have to convince me."

He can go crazy with her, but she has to give him a reason enough to go crazy with her.

Yan Jiang has a cp, not the No. 2 bitter man.