Hello, Mr. Major General

The two maids who specialized in taking care of Song Jinning were Xing Wei and Yu You. I saw Gu Nian the last time and I remember it very well.

"I don't know, you ask." Huo Shaoheng concentrated on eating fried rice and gave Gu Nian a chance to contact Song Jinning.

Gu Nian finished the porridge with a few sips and came out to find Song Jinning.

She turned around and saw Song Jinning in the cubicle inside.

She was wearing a large triangle tapestry embroidered begonia shawl, standing at the window, staring blankly at the sky outside the window.

The bedroom is small, the top floor is low, the furniture in the room is full of furnishings, and it is full of furnishings. Although it looks very expensive, it is too depressing because it is too much.

Just like the human heart, if you pretend to be too much, it will appear narrow and easy to get tired of.

Such a space is not suitable for people with psychological problems.

Gu Nianzhi had too many frights in his early years and had psychological problems.

For example, she was often scared at night, and she couldn't stay alone in a confined space, let alone see the fire. Later, after the joint efforts of the display and Huo Shaoheng, she recovered every day.

At that time, if she was allowed to live in such a small room, her psychological problems would probably be more serious, and she would not even want to recover.

It was precisely because Gu Nian had personal experience in her early years that she sympathized more with Song Jinning's experience, not only because she was Huo Shaoheng's mother.

The beauty of Song Jinning's profile is breathtaking. Although she has been ill for so many years, it is like a peerless flower blooming, but because it is about to fade, it makes her more beautiful. It is like the sunset when the sun sets. Beautiful is beyond words.

Only such a mother can give birth to a handsome and desperate son like Huo Shaoheng ...

Gu Nian sighed in her heart, walked in, stood beside Song Jinning, and softly said, "Mrs. Song?"

Song Jinning turned back and smiled slightly at her, "Done? Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." Gu Nianzhi nodded again and again. "Did you have breakfast?"

"I didn't eat it." Song Jinning sighed, "I can't eat it."

Gu Nianzhi moved, and gently held Song Jinning's wrist, and found that she was really thin with only one bone ...

Psychology and spirit have serious problems. If there is any health problem, Song Jinning will really become a waste, and there is only one way to wait for death.

Gu Nianzhi felt a little uneasy. Her instinct was always accurate, and because she was a woman, she felt sympathetic to Song Jinning's situation.

"Mrs. Song, shall we go for a walk?" Gu Nianzhi shook her arm gently. "Going to the garden? You are the Huo family. This is my first visit to Huo's. Can you show me around? "

Song Jinning blushed suddenly, "I ... I'm not married yet, you can't call my wife ..."

Gu Nianzhi: "..."

Before the Huo family called her "Mrs. Song", did she show no reluctance?

Now even the name "Mrs. Song" is gone, hasn't her condition worsened? Or is her condition better?

Gu Nian immediately decided not to drag anymore.

If Song Jinning's condition worsens, then the treatment method needs to be changed immediately. If her condition improves, then it is necessary to summarize the effective treatment methods so that she can recover as soon as possible.

"Ms. Song, shall we go to the garden and see if we can?" One of Gu Nian wanted to pull Song Jinning out to play. "My Huo and I have just brought you some gifts. It ’s New Year. Let's try it?"

"A gift? Is it for me?" Song Jinning was surprised and happy, "I have a gift too?"

"Yeah, we have eaten so many delicious meals, and of course we have to pay back. You wait, I'll get it, you can change it immediately, and then we go downstairs and go to the garden to play, OK? Gu Nianzhi strongly encouraged Song Jinning to turn around and run out to get Chanel's paper bag.

As soon as she went out, she saw that Xing Ling and You Ling had already come, and was looking at the Chanel paper bag she brought.

"Let it down! Can you touch the host ’s things?" Gu Nian's face sank, and he politely stopped the two.

Xing Min and You Min did not expect Gu Nianzhi to be in Song Jinning's bedroom. They were a little embarrassed, and reluctantly put down the paper bag. He said to Gu Nianzhi firmly: "Miss said, you must be careful about everything you give to Mrs Song Check. We just follow the orders of Miss Ms. If Miss Gu does not agree, you can tell Miss Ms. what would it be like to yell with us as servants? "

"Just. I don't know. I thought that Huo's house was owned by her ... I don't know where it came from, but also filled the tail wolf in front of us ..." You shrugged at the corner of your mouth, and the disdain was very obvious. Don't take care of them.

These words, if it is for ordinary girls, it is estimated that at most they would scold them in their hearts, and they would not dare to make trouble.

But they found the wrong object, and Gu Nianzhi was never a soft persimmon.

She was worried that she couldn't find a chance to change Song Jinning's situation. At this moment, when she saw a great opportunity coming to her eyes, she immediately had a plan in her mind.

She cried with a wow, and ran to the small kitchen, limping to Huo Shaoheng's arms and stamping her feet, "Huo Shao! They drive me away! I have no face to live here! I want to go home! I want to go home!"

Huo Shaoheng heard everything in the small kitchen just now, he was too lazy to go.

A few maids dismissed the call and fired directly. He didn't want to spend too much.

But Gu Nianzhi cried and made a noise, and he knew that something was wrong.

"Read it ..." He pushed her away and frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Huo Shao! Did you hear what they said just now? You said, where do I have a face to live here? I'll say it today, this family, they have me without them, I have them without them!" Gu Nianzhi again He threw himself into Huo Shaoheng's arms, crying terribly, and cried while holding a handful of Huo Shaoheng's waist.

Huo Shaoheng: "..."

Song Jinning heard a loud noise outside, and didn't know what was going on, and hurried out, seeing that two middle-aged women were standing in the living room with a bad face, and asked quietly: "Who are you? What happened? thing?"

Xing Ye and You Ye have taken care of Song Jinning for seven or eight years ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ I know that she doesn't remember what happened yesterday, so I introduce myself to her: "Mrs., I am Xing Ye, she is You Ye."

Song Jinning frowned. "I'm not married yet, what's your name? What are you doing here? How do you fight with my guests?"

Xing Yan and You shuddered, exchanged a look, and said busyly, "Mrs., we are the young lady who asked us to take care of you. Have you had breakfast today?"

They always introduce themselves like this, and introduce themselves every morning, they are used to it.

Song Jinning usually doesn't ask again at this time.

Anyway, she was in a daze in the bedroom or in the living room every day. They got used to it and didn't talk to her. Just treat her as a fine piece of porcelain and take good care of it instead of treating her as a person.

But I did not expect that Song Jinning actually accused them of arguing with her guests.

Some of them, Xing Wei and You Yi, did not come down to the stage. They smirked and whispered disdainfully, "Either one or the other considers himself the master of this family. It is not necessarily qualified."

They knew that Huo Guanchen and Song Jinning were divorced.

But because Huo Guanchen was kind and saw Song Jinning's severe illness, she was not allowed to move out.

Actually, when Huo Guanchen remarries and the new wife comes in, Song Jinning will leave if he doesn't want to leave.

So Xing Yan and You Yan never really regarded Song Jinning as the hostess of this family.

Huo Shaoheng looked down at the thoughtful rubbing in his arms, "What do you want to do?"

Gu Nianzhi winked at him, "Are you the owner of this family?"

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This is the second two thousand four hundred words. Today I can finally ask for monthly tickets and recommended tickets.

Especially Monday's recommendation ticket!

There is a third change at seven in the evening.

o (n_n) o ~. (To be continued.)