"Old Lin, is this the little beggar from back then?" The village chief's wife kept looking at Suning in surprise. When Suning turned around and left the hospital, she asked in confusion.

"Yes! I heard that this child has studied in Italy for ten years and is now a famous art master. I originally wanted to arrange for our son to get close to him, but I didn't expect... ugh!" The village chief was also at this time.

He shook his head with a depressed face, but he didn't expect that his son really didn't live up to expectations.

"Old Lin, your idea is very good! But you don't look at our son's virtues. Is he a smart and dexterous child?"

"Hey! Why don't the blessings of Enpukuji Temple fall on our son?"

"Old Lin, that's bullshit Yanfu Temple Fuyin! That's a child from a poor family who has long been in charge. This child must be very afraid that one day Jing Kangshan will drive him away from the Jing family. Of course he must study and behave well."

"Yeah! That makes sense."

At this time, the depressed Suning had already got on the elevator. When the elevator came from the orthopedic ward floor to the pediatric floor, he saw a very familiar figure from the corner of his eye. It was really incredible to see this familiar figure.

Because there is a huge difference from the figure in my impression.

"Song Yi?" At this time, Suning's face was full of disbelief, and he looked at the housewife in front of him and asked uncertainly.

"Ah? Are you Suning?"
Chapter completed!