"Just come back."

The corners of Sang Pengcheng's eyes were wet. He didn't ask anything and held Sang Qianqian's hand tightly. "As long as you come back safely, nothing else matters."

Sang Pengcheng once thought that his daughter had failed Shen Hanyu, and Sang Pengcheng had been disappointed in his daughter.

However, when the truth came to light, he realized that his daughter was the one who felt most distressed.

Nothing matters now.

As long as the family is reunited, that is more important than anything else.

The old house is as warm as spring, and the furnishings are just as they were many years ago.

Only the second floor has the biggest change. Next to Sang Qianqian's room, a baby's room has been added. The interior is exquisitely and warmly decorated. Countless baby toys are arranged in an orderly manner, quietly waiting for their little owners.

In the cradle, the child fell asleep quietly, with a tender face.

"The child has gained a lot of weight and loves to laugh, just like you did when you were a child."

Sang Pengcheng kept his voice low for fear of waking up the child, and could not hide the joy in his brows and eyes, "Every morning when you wake up, you smile at me and babbling at me. The little guy is very clever."

Sang Pengcheng refused to let Sang Qianqian spend more time with the child and insisted that she go back to her room to rest.

"The baby is being watched by the nanny and I. You go back to your room and have a good rest. When you wake up and have eaten, we will go to the hospital to see your brother."

Sang Qianqian was indeed very tired, with a feeling of exhaustion.

She didn't refuse and nodded.

Pushing open the bedroom door, maybe she was really too tired, Sang Qianqian fell asleep.

However, I didn't sleep well and kept dreaming.

Unsurprisingly, I saw Shen Hanyu again in the dream. One moment it was at the wedding. He was holding the bride's hand and walking slowly down the red carpet. The next moment, it was Shen Hanyu holding a child with a smile, but beside him, Snuggled up to another woman.

In an instant, she returned to the roof of the unfinished building. She saw Ruan Xiaodie throwing her child downstairs with a grin.

She rushed downstairs desperately. This time, there was no Shen Hanyu, no miracle.

Her child was covered in blood. She cried bitterly while holding her child. Her liver and intestines seemed to be broken every inch, her heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe.

The baby's cry pulled Sang Qianqian out of the nightmare.

She was in a daze for a while, and then she realized where she was.

When he got up in a hurry and went to the next room, Sang Pengcheng was holding his child. When he saw Sang Qianqian, he pointed with a smile, "My dear grandson, who is here? It's mom, mom is back."

The child's little head turned around and his grape-like black eyes looked at Sang Qianqian without blinking.

Sang Qianqian was a little nervous for no reason. After not seeing each other for so many days, would the child no longer recognize her?

However, the next moment, the baby was babbling and shouting something, and its small body moved vigorously in Sang Pengcheng's arms, as if it wanted to come to Sang Qianqian's side.

Sang Pengcheng smiled and handed the child to Sang Qianqian, "It's mom after all. When you see mom, you don't want grandpa."

Such a young child seemed to know the pain of separation. When Sang Qianqian was held in his arms, he looked at Sang Qianqian intently for a while, then suddenly opened his mouth and cried, crying so sadly.

Sang Qianqian was heartbroken by the baby's crying. After coaxing her softly for a while, the baby finally stopped crying.

He tilted his little head and looked at Sang Qianqian without blinking. He kept talking in his mouth, as if he wanted to tell Sang Qianqian his grievances.

Sang Qianqian hugged the child's small and soft body and kissed the child's face gently, "Mom, I know you miss me, and I miss the baby too. We will never be separated again."

The child looked at her with understanding, and the corners of his small lips curved, and he actually smiled at her.

The heart that was almost broken before is now melted by this smile.

This smile seemed to have mysterious power, soothing Sang Qianqian's heart and every part of her body, and all her depression and discomfort became lighter.

After dinner, Sang Qianqian went with her father to the hospital to visit her brother.

"Your brother's condition is much better now. The doctor said it won't be long before he wakes up."

Sang Pengcheng didn't know what he thought of, and shook his head slightly, "Ruan Xiaoshuang really tried his best to take care of your brother, but it's a pity."

It's a pity that she is from the Ruan family.

Even if the Sang family could ignore the past grievances regarding Ruan Cheng, something happened to Sang Minglang and Sang Qianqian and Shen Hanyu broke up, all thanks to Ruan Xiaodie.

No matter how broad-minded a person is, he cannot let go of fear.

Sang Qianqian understood what her father meant.

Ruan Xiaoshuang took care of Sang Minglang, sparing no effort and never left her.

She had said harsh words to Ruan Xiaodie, but if anything happened to Fan Sang Mingming, she would never live alone. Even if nothing happened, Ruan Xiaodie would never have her as her sister again.

Ruan Xiaodie was concerned about the relationship between sisters and did not do anything to Sang Minglang.

She once said to Sang Qianqian personally, "For my sister's sake, I will let your brother continue to be a living dead."

But her brother's coma had something to do with Ruan Xiaodie.

Because Song Yu's suicide was Ruan Xiaodie's masterpiece.

If Song Yu hadn't died, Song Yu's father wouldn't have gone to Ruan Xiaoshuang for revenge, and her brother wouldn't have ended up like this by accidentally saving Ruan Xiaoshuang.

As for what Ruan Xiaodie did, if her brother knew about it after he woke up, how could he not care at all?

"Let my brother make his own decision."

Sang Qianqian was silent for a while, "Sister Xiaoshuang has always been his regret. If he is interested in sister Xiaoshuang, dad, please don't interfere."

Sang Pengcheng frowned slightly, "She is from the Ruan family. She and Ruan Xiaodie are sisters."

"But Sister Xiaoshuang didn't do anything wrong. Her only fault is that her surname is Ruan."

Sang Qianqian whispered, "Don't let me be like me."

If you miss the person you love most, it will be difficult to be truly happy for the rest of your life.

She and Shen Hanyu were already regretful. Her brother should not follow in her footsteps.

Sang Pengcheng opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything more. He just sighed silently in his heart.

Both of his children fell into the trap of love.

That’s all, life is very short.

Just let them go as they please, as long as their children are happy, he has nothing else to ask for.

When Sang Qianqian opened the ward door, she did not see Ruan Xiaoshuang, but she saw an unexpected person beside her brother's bed: Zhang Xue.

Seeing her and Sang Pengcheng, Zhang Xue stood up in panic, "Uncle Sang, Sister Qianqian."

Sang Pengcheng didn't recognize her, "Who are you?"

Zhang Xue blushed, "I, I am a former employee of Sangjia Group."

She didn't dare to say that she was Sang Pengcheng's ex-girlfriend.

After all, that relationship was not real. It was just a show by Sang Minglang for Ruan Xiaoshuang to see.

Sang Pengcheng was surprised, "Then why are you here? Where is Ruan Xiaoshuang?"

Zhang Xue became increasingly embarrassed and stammered in explanation: "I work in Mingcheng now. Yes, it was Sister Xiaoshuang who asked me to come."

Sang Qianqian suddenly had a bad feeling: "Where is Sister Xiaoshuang?"

Zhang Xue shook her head, "She went out more than an hour ago, but she never came back."

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