Leaving from the lively manor to isolate all the good and happy things, Song Xiaobao... No, he should be called Song Yichen now. He is still used to walking alone and depressed in the darkness.

He hasn't been to this city for three years, and many places have undergone great changes. Song Yichen parked his car at a random intersection and opened the car door. He thought that it would be nice to take a walk now with a breeze.

After a long silence in that cruel world, he almost forgot that he was just eighteen years old and just became an adult today.

It was just a simple white shirt and black trousers, but it could not hide the inherent dignity and sharpness of Song Yichen. He was like a lonely wolf, standing at the top, looking down at the tiny world under his feet.

Passersby passing by Song Yichen unconsciously retreated or slowed down, and no one dared to disturb such an arrogant and cold person.

So even in the downtown area, Song Yichen did not feel crowded at all.

His hands were casually inserted into his pants pockets, and his sharp eyes were slightly narrowed and he curled away a little aggressiveness.

Most people stay away from each other does not mean that those who are greedy tend to be like this. After all, Song Yichen is of great temperament and you can tell at a glance which young master comes from a big family. In the eyes of these people, Song Yichen only has one representative: money.

Amid the bustling crowd, people began to unconsciously approach Song Yichen.

He thought he was careful and foolproof, but he didn't know that Song Yichen was sensitive and extremely human. A cruel coldness flashed in his black eyes, and Song Yichen curled his lips and showed a sarcastic smile. He pretended not to know and let those people get close.

Things happened in an instant.

Even though the hands that came over were as fast as lightning, they could not escape Song Yichen's keenness. The outstretched hand was quickly grabbed, and it twisted lightly and showed a strange angle. The other party was sweating profusely and couldn't help but roar like a pig slaughtering.

The already bustling crowd seemed to be in a panic now, and she didn't care about the cold air on Song Yichen's body, and it was in chaos.

In the crowd, a slender figure looked panicked by the crowd and gradually approached.

Seeing Song Yichen's back to him and confronting the thief who was trying to steal his wallet, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes. She quickly leaned over, reached out to grab the bulging wallet, and quickly turned around and merged into the crowd.

Damn it!

Song Yichen frowned and was in a very unhappy mood.

He hated being disturbed at such times, and even more hated that someone dared to provoke him without eyes. He had a gloomy face, shook the thief's wrist and turned around and squeezed into the crowd.

The sharp eyes swept quickly and the target was already locked, and the smile on the corner of the lips became colder.

Before Ling Nian could find that he was exposed, she was holding his wallet tightly and lowering her head in a hurry to squeeze out the crowd. Song Yichen suddenly felt a little interested and did not go forward to catch people directly, but followed her and walked away from the crowd step by step.

Although he had just succeeded in the chaos, Ling Nian felt the strength emitted by the other party just at the moment of contact.

She was glad that she was fast enough, otherwise she would have been caught like the failed thief in front of her. Thinking of it, she couldn't help but hold the wallet in her arms tightly. This was Ling An's life-saving money, although the means she got were dirty.

Thinking of Xiaobao's thin and almost skinny body, Ling Nian felt as distressed as a knife.

His wallet is so full, there must be a lot of cash in it.

Ling Nian thought in her heart randomly and soon arrived at the slum where she temporarily lived. Song Yichen, who was following behind, frowned slightly. After living in this city for seven years, he didn't know that there was such a dilapidated residential area.

Low houses, narrow streets, garbage everywhere...

The girl who stole his wallet quickly walked through it, obviously she was very familiar with it. Song Yichen followed slowly, completely unwilling to worry about the filth that was stomping on his feet with tens of thousands of leather shoes worth of his feet.

Ling Nian stood in front of the dilapidated gate panting, stretched out his hand and opened the door tremblingly. Perhaps he was anxious to see Ling An, but he left without even locking the door. Song Yichen easily pushed the door open and went in. He was good at hiding his breath, and it was impossible for him to be discovered by an ordinary girl, Ling Nian.

"Xiao An, Xiao An, are you okay?"

Ling Nian entered the only room with a worried look on her face and looked anxiously at the child lying on the bed.

Ling An was only three years old and was picked up by Ling Nian. She secretly ran out of the orphanage herself, but she still gritted her teeth and kept Ling An. At that time, he was just two and a half years old, very thin, but extremely well-behaved.

Perhaps it was because she saw those big, bright and pure eyes that she was soft-hearted. In short, she is Ling An's sister now, and the two depend on each other for their own sake.

"elder sister."

Ling An's voice was very small and hoarse, and he must have had a cold. Even so, his voice was still full of joy.

"Don't be afraid Xiao An. My sister is rich. I'll take you to the hospital now."

Ling Nian looked at Ling An, who had a red cheeks on the bed due to a fever, with heartache. It was the third day. Because he had no money, he had been delaying and not going to the hospital. If he didn't go there, Ling An would definitely be in danger.

Ling Nian didn't dare to continue thinking, so she walked to the edge of the bed and bent down to hug Ling An.

Maybe it was because he didn't eat for two days, or maybe it was because he just left too fast and was too nervous and overdrawn, Ling Nian suddenly felt that his eyes turned dark and he fell into the bed.

"Sister, are you okay, sister?"

Ling An shouted in panic and helplessly, with a crying voice in his voice. His little hand struggled to sit up, and pushed Ling Nian hard, trying to wake her up.

Five minutes passed, and Ling Nian still had no response.

Ling An's face turned pale at this moment, his big eyes were filled with tears, and he was afraid and desperate.

"Sister, sister, don't sleep, don't leave Xiao An. Sister, wake up quickly, wake up quickly. Xiao An will never get sick again. Xiao An will definitely be good in the future. Sister, wake up, wake up."

Song Yichen frowned. At this time, he should have turned around and left without hesitation. It was cheap enough for the siblings to throw their wallet here, so there was no need to continue to entangle. They were irrelevant people, right?

But for some reason, there was always a voice in Song Yichen's heart that told him not to leave.

He thought, maybe it was because Ling An's child in this corner looked very much like his two younger brothers. When they were three years old, they were so lively and cute that it was a headache, but Ling An in front of him was too thin.

Song Yichen walked out of the darkness, and suddenly there was another person, but Ling An was not afraid at all. Instead, he looked at Song Yichen expectantly, and his tone was full of begging: "Big brother, please save my sister."

Those eyes were sincere and clear, and Song Yichen thought of Song Xiaomeng.

He walked forward without saying a word and picked up Ling Nian, who was seventeen years old but extremely thin. Then he looked at Ling An, frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, Xiao An can leave by himself. The eldest brother just needs to hold his sister."

Ling An smiled very sensiblely, then tried hard to get up from the bed. He waved his little arms and legs, and tried hard to get off the bed. Seeing that he was about to fall, Song Yichen had to reach out and grab it.

He frowned, thought for a while, then carried Ling Nian directly on his shoulder, and held Ling An with his other hand.

These weights are nothing to him, and he still walks freely.

Of course, Song Yichen was placed in the hospital by Song Yichen. Because he was too lazy to go to an ordinary hospital, he was sent directly to the private hospital of the Gong family. He only regretted it after he went there, because the people in the hospital thought something had happened to him, so he immediately called Gong Ming to notify him.

So, a group of people came.

Song Yichen frowned slightly, and had a headache.

"I'm scared to death, but fortunately, nothing happened to you, baby."

Song Yiran patted his chest and said with great luck. Hearing his mother's name to him, Song Yichen's face turned a little darker again.

"Mommy, the little brother inside is so pitiful. He is so small, but so thin, and he is still sick."

Song Xiaomeng followed the glass to look at Ling An in the ward. Thinking of Duoduo and Alan who had grown up in honeypots since childhood, she felt more and more distressed.

"Xiaobao, how did you meet this sibling?"

In fact, what Song Yiran wants to say more is what the creature like Song Yichen, who can't even blink when others die in front of him, actually picked up a pair of siblings and came back. However, due to the gloomy face of his son, Song Yiran cleverly chose to shut up.

"I'll leave first."

"Where are you going? You picked up the person. If you leave, who will you take care of?"

Not to mention how this pair of siblings was met by her son, just picking up the person from his son shows that this pair of siblings is different for his son. Song Yichen has had many headaches over the years, like a robot with a cold personality. Now that she finally has someone who can change her son, she will certainly not be so stupid that she misses the opportunity.

In just a few seconds, Song Yiran had already made plans in her mind.

Anyway, if her son is treated as a living person, what if it is really normal for her son to come in the future?

Of course, Song Yichen didn't know what his mother was planning, but she was still very impatient when she was called.

“There are doctors and nurses here.”

"Doctors and nurses are all busy with their own affairs. Can they still stay here in a row? Besides, you brought the person back. What if someone wakes up later and can't see you, you think you are caught by us and call the police for an illegal experiment?"

Song Yichen really wanted to roll his eyes and say, "Mommy, you're thinking too much." However, when he saw Song Yiran's big eyes with prayer, he instantly broke his skills.

"I'll stay, I'll stay."

"Yes, this is Mommy's good son. Son, you can do it well to the end and wait until the siblings recover and are discharged from the hospital before leaving."

Song Yiran said, patted Song Yichen on the shoulder with a smile as encouragement. Then he turned around and led a group of people away. What to do? Of course, it is to investigate the siblings and brothers and find out their identities first.

If you confirm that you can, you will start implementing her great plan.

Tsk, son, you will definitely thank mommy in the future.

Song Yiran thought in his heart with a proud look on his face, and Li Shaoyan, who was beside him, shook his head. He knew that his little woman was starting to be restless again.
Chapter completed!