Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Du Tingting said this, obviously because she didn't want Song Fei to be found.

why?

Song Ci guessed that Du Tingting must have known what Mu Mian did. She couldn't tell herself that Song Fei was in danger, but she couldn't stand by, so she could only persuade her to give up searching for Song Fei first.

Du Tingting was not the criminal who killed Song Fei, she was the only pure white man in this conspiracy.

This recognition made Song Ci truly relieved.

But acting has to do everything. As Song Fei’s younger sister, Song Ci must not really give up looking for Song Fei. "I won't give up looking for Song Fei. I still have money. Mother doesn't have to worry about me."

Du Tingting thoughtfully picked up the milk cup and drank it in one gulp, his tongue hurt. "Hiss!" She put down the cup quickly and exhaled out of her chin.

Song Ci quickly got up and took a glass of ice water for Du Tingting to drink.

Du Tingting drank the water, and then smiled: "I didn't pay attention for a while, this milk is too hot."

Song Ci didn't reveal the lie about her holding back her feet. She looked at Du Tingting deeply and suddenly said, "Is my mother on my mind?"

Du Tingting was startled and looked at Song Ci hesitantly.

Seeing Du Tingting's nervous eyes, Song Ci felt amused in her heart, "Mother has been absent-minded since sitting down, and now the child is ill in Autumn, and can't talk to her about her mind. If her mother is on her mind, you can tell me."

Du Tingting has too many things hidden in her heart, she has to talk to others.

Du Tingting pondered for a long time before she spoke, "I went up today and consulted the Red Cross." Looking at Song Ci, seeing her face showing doubts, Du Tingting added: "It's about organ donation."

Upon hearing this, Song Ci's expression changed slightly. "Mother..." Song Ci looked at Du Tingting with a serious expression, and asked Du Tingting: "You want to give Qiuqiu your heart?"

Although it was asking, Song Ci's tone was positive.

Du Tingting nodded slowly. "I think so." Du Tingting felt like a knife at the thought of her daughter.

"Qiu'er is still so young, and I watched her die. I really can't do it." Du Tingting excitedly pinched the mixing spoon, her breathing became thicker, "She has a special blood type and wants to wait for a suitable heart. The chance of showing up is very small. I have the same blood type as her. She is the child I gave birth in October. My heart must be the best for her!"

"If I don't save her, no one can save her!"

Taking a deep look at Song Ci, Du Tingting said, "No one in this world should use her life to save Qiu'er. If there must be such a person... it must be me."

"She is my child."

The person who should donate the organ is her, not the innocent young girl. Whether it is Song Fei or others, they are a living life, and they have no obligation to pay for Mu Qiu's life.

Du Tingting will not watch Mu Mian become a murderer, nor will she allow her daughter's survival to be based on the price of murdering an innocent life.

Listening to Du Tingting's speech, Song Ci was moved in his heart. She thought of her mother, Sister Song Ci and their mother Jiang Mengmeng looked very similar. Jiang Mengmeng is a very beautiful woman. She is tough and kind. She loves Song Ci and Song Fei very much.

Song Fei has a high intelligence quotient and has loved to delve into some weird things since she was a child. Her behavior seems to some people to be strange. But Jiang Mengmeng respected Song Fei very much, and despite others' remarks, she still supported Song Fei to do those strange researches.

Song Ci is not as smart as Song Fei, but she is very talented in music. The first time she touches the violin, she can pull out very beautiful segments. After Jiang Mengmeng discovered Song Ci's talent in music, she tried her best to make her a teacher under the name of violinist Shen Yubei.

Song Ci remembered that one day she went to her master's house to learn the violin, and it was already dark when she finished. When Jiang Mengmeng took her home, he ran into a murderer who had just escaped.

Song Ci was so scared that he did not dare to take a mouthful, but Jiang Mengmeng, who usually speaks softly, protected Song Ci behind him for the first time, taking out the momentum of protecting the calf, and fighting the murderer. Together.

When Song Ci's father arrived, Jiang Mengmeng was stabbed in the abdomen by the murderer.

Song Ci put away the memories, and looked at Du Tingting in front of him with heavy eyes. As mothers, Du Tingting and Jiang Mengmeng are both brave and fearless. How can they not be afraid of pain or death? Just because children are in trouble, they must be strong.

"Mother." Song Ci asked Du Tingting, "Does your father know if you make this decision?"

Du Tingting was a little guilty, she shook her head, "I told him, but he naturally opposed it."

Song Ci knew it would be so.

Mu Mian is cruel to their sisters, but to this married wife, Mu Mian really loves her. Using Du Tingting's heart to perform transplantation on Mu Qiu, Mu Mian would never agree.

You really have to care about the weight, in Mu Mian's heart, Du Tingting is heavier than Mu Qiu.

Song Ci said again: "If Mu Qiu knew, he would not agree."

Du Tingting didn't even think about it, but firmly said: "I won't tell her."

Song Ci smiled bitterly, "But she will always know. Mother, when Qiu'er opened her eyes and looked for you when the operation was over, but couldn't find you, how regretful and uncomfortable she should be."

Song Ci held Du Tingting's hand and said to her, "I respect your decision, but you should respect Qiu'er, mother. At least, listen to Qiu's opinion."

"Thinking about it in another way, if I was seriously ill, my mother secretly signed the organ donation form without telling me. When I woke up after the operation, I found that my mother was dead, and that the beating heart in my body belonged to my mother... ."

Song Ci bit her lip and said decisively: "I would rather die than live."

Du Tingting was shocked by Song Ci's last words.

Song Ci actually disagrees with Du Tingting's actions. To be honest, in Song Ci's view, Mu Qiu's devil is not worth Du Tingting's doing for her.

Staring at the milk in front of Du Tingting, Song Ci suddenly said: "Besides, for the sake of autumn, you don't want your own life, are you planning to not want the life of the child in your stomach?"

Du Tingting's complexion became stiff, a little surprised. She was surprised, "You..." Du Tingting held the milk cup with both hands helplessly, the heat in the cup kept Du Tingting sane.

She knew she was pregnant?

Song Ci did guess that Du Tingting was pregnant. In fact, Du Tingting was pregnant during this time in her previous life. However, the timing of this child's arrival was wrong. At that time, Mu Qiu was undergoing surgery. Du Tingting was very nervous and did not rest until he saw the birth of a red child. The family knew that Du Tingting was pregnant.

Everything is happening according to the trajectory of the previous life.

Du Tingting looked uneasy, and she asked Song Ci: "How do you know I'm pregnant?"

The corner of Song Ci's left lips curled up slightly, and his smile was rather helpless. "Mother, I'm not a child, so I won't be able to see it." After speaking, her expression was dark, and she said: "Mu Qiu is not a three-year-old child, and she can naturally see what I can see. "

Du Tingting opened her mouth, her throat was sore and sore that she couldn't make a sound.

Staring at Du Tingting's speechless expression, Song Ci ruthlessly pointed out: "Mother, your selfless decision is too unfair to the child in your stomach. The world is so good, but he didn't even have a chance to look at his mother. , I was expecting the death penalty by my mother."

"Mother, you are too partial."

One sentence is too partial, and the summary is too sharp, and it hits the nail on the head, making Du Tingting look bloodless.

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