Chapter 896: Pan Ran's Awakening

edures. After thinking for a moment, she said, "By the way, where is Qiao Bao'er"This time, we should actually thank Qiao Bao'er. Lu Qinan is willing to help, and it's actually all because of Qiao Bao...Song Mengmeng stumbled and fell, her mind not on her previous words, 'So what, can you catch me', but filled with resentment. Her face was pale.

The others present couldn't understand what they were saying, but at that moment, a small figure ran down the stairs from the second floor.

“You old hag!” Song Baogen, though small in stature, was incredibly strong. His face contorted with rage as he held aloft a large porcelain pig money jar and hurled it at his sister Mo Yufie.

Song Baogen's aim was good, but unfortunately he wasn't tall enough. He hit her right thigh, and with a loud clang, all the coins and cash from the piggy bank scattered on the floor.

"You dare hit me!" Mo Yufei had a bruise on her thigh. She reacted immediately, pouncing over and grabbing the boy's neck, her face twisted in anger, looking like she wanted to kill him right there.

Song Mengmeng's heart was pounding, she jumped up. Song's father and Mo Yun ran over to pull them apart, "This is your brother."

Mo Yufei had no feelings for this younger brother. They had never spent time together since childhood, and he had even taken away her mother's love that was meant for her. Right now, she squeezed with more force.

She was certain, having killed the little wretch, that no one present would dare call the police. “If it weren’t for him, I’d still be taking care of you,” she glared at her mother.

Song Baogen, after all, was small. Being choked, he lacked oxygen and his face turned deathly black. His small body stiffened and he became unresponsive.

Everyone present was flustered, as if they had forgotten how to react.

Song Mengmeng's eyes were filled with tears as she pushed them away and desperately pressed on Song Baogen's chest, giving him artificial respiration. The boy was lucky; he gradually recovered.

Song's father came to his senses and immediately called 120. Mo Yun still felt sorry for her son, and scolded Mo Yufei.

Mo Yufei sneered, "Mom, you already got the Song Corporation. Do you still want this bastard Didn't you always teach me that a woman should be willing to let go You wouldn't be so reluctant to give up this Song family bastard, would you"

"You, you..." Father Song was suddenly overcome with fury. He clutched at his chest, gasping for breath. His face turned pale and blue in an instant as he collapsed to the ground.

"Die young and live a carefree life." Mo Yufei, standing beside him, smiled genuinely, truly wishing him well so that he wouldn't get in the way.

An ambulance arrived, unexpectedly needing to provide emergency care to two people at once.

Mo Yunyi without hesitation let her son board first, Song Mengmeng found glycerin to give to her father, appropriately relieving his condition.

It seemed that in this very moment, all pretense shattered like a mirror, revealing the ugly truth. Father Song's eyes lost their light, and he slumped lifelessly against the wall, utterly silent.

Even Sima's wife was frightened by Mo Yufei's previous madness. As she looked at Mo Yufei, even her expression was tinged with fear.

"Mrs. Sima, I remember when I was very young, you held my little hand and told me that you were hoping that I would grow up to be your daughter-in-law."

Moyu Fei whispered softly, "But you broke your promise last time."

“Over the years abroad, I've learned a lot. That last time, it was because I wasn't proactive enough. I don't blame you. But this time, let's not bring up old feelings. If you want to save the company, have a good talk with your son. These past few years, I've always kept him in my thoughts. It's a pity that Sima An, so heartless, didn't even call me…”

Lady Sima was flustered and upset by being frightened by such a young person, she fled in haste.

Mo Yun accompanied Song Baogen onto the first ambulance that arrived, and Song Mengmeng wanted to call another one over, but her father held her back, saying it wasn't necessary. She suddenly felt a dryness in her throat and her voice sounded much older and raspy.

"Get out." A cold voice came from above.

"What"

Mo Yufei stepped on her high heels, and used the tip of her shoe to kick her, her eyes arrogant and scornful as she spat, "I call you this bitch, get out!"

Song Mengmeng squatted on the ground with her father, shielding him with her body. She looked up, her face filled with anger, "What right do you have!"

"This is my daughter, even if she wants to leave, it's you who has to go. You outsider, get out of here!" Song's father roared with a choked voice, his pale face flushed red as if filled with blood. Then, he clutched at his chest in pain.

Song Mengmeng, upon seeing him, immediately panicked. "Dad,"

Mo Yufei hoped he would die soon, so she wouldn't have to deal with him later. She shouted at him, "Old man, don't you remember that you've already transferred the deed of this house Get out of here both of you!"

Song's father's face turned even worse, breathing heavily and rapidly, his eyes wide open.

"Dad, don't listen to her, your health is important…" Song Mengmeng hurriedly covered her dad's ears. She was not quick-witted and couldn't think of a better way. She looked up, her eyes blazing with anger, she, Song Mengmeng, had never hated someone this much.

"Mo Yufei, don't push it too far!"

"Get out of here! If you hurt my father, I won't let you get away with it!"

"Just you" Mo Yufei seemed to have heard the biggest joke, "The Sima family has fallen, who will help you," As she spoke, her eyes became increasingly sinister, and the sharp high heels stepped on her palm, crushing it fiercely, "If it wasn't for you back then, would I have suffered so much abroad! You damn bitch!!!"

Get out of here right now!

Song Mengmeng's left palm felt numb and painful, her eyes were welling up with tears. She forced herself not to cry; this was a time for anger, not weakness. "Dad, let's leave here first," she whispered.

Song's father mustered the last of his strength, yet he dared not leave. However, at that moment, his body was weak and trembling, so much so that he could not even speak.

"She's deliberately trying to provoke you, and you still listen to her say hurtful things Isn't that foolish" Song Mengmeng wasn't particularly intelligent, but she knew when to back down.

Mo Yufei's lips curled into a smile, watching the Song family father and daughter leave like defeated dogs. She felt a pang of regret that the old man hadn't died on the spot.

Helping her father out to the community garden area, they were approached by a kind security guard who asked if they needed help.

Song Father's pain in his chest wasn't as intense, but his face was still pale and ghastly. Even a passerby would be so kind, he must be blind, truly blind.

The nurse hadn't expected this at all. They were all prepared to discharge her, but Song Mengmeng actually had her dad admitted to the hospital.

"What's wrong"

"Heart attack."

"...long-term chronic diseases in the elderly, pay attention to emotions, blood pressure is too high. As for whether or not to have surgery, look at how much of the cardiovascular system is blocked after the imaging." The doctor came over and did a check. "

Mr. Song had several coronary arteries blocked by 75%, but fortunately, they weren't completely blocked. The doctor suggested putting a stent in the largest coronary artery as a precaution.

"I don't trust a dirty rack."

"None of you can persuade me. I won't have the surgery. If I die someday, it's my own fault. I don't want to be a burden on my child. If I die from a heart attack, at least it will be over."

Song's father was very emotional and the doctor couldn't persuade him, so he could only give him some herbs that promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

The wet nurse heard what he said and felt no sympathy for the man. She thought to herself that he had lived a foolish life these years, bringing ruin upon Mengmeng.

Song Mengmeng didn't expect her retirement plan to return to the city to be so suddenly disrupted.

She was feeling overwhelmed, with too much on her plate. Unfortunately, she wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed and couldn't think clearly or decisively to handle it all.

"Your wet nurse and father can stay at our old Lu family's place for a while." That day, Aunt Lu called her very kindly on the phone, as if she already knew everything that had happened around her.

Mo Yufei, that crazy woman, admitted she was the one who set the fire. Perhaps there is no safer place than the Lu family right now.

Song Mengmeng, despite her thick skin, expressed her sincere gratitude to them.

Mrs. Lu held LeLe in her arms and smiled, saying that they could stay as long as they liked, as long as the child stayed. raised her voice and shouted.It seemed like she tripped and fell in the tug-of-war, letting out a pained grunt.Jo Baoer walked to the glass window of the ward and saw a well-maintained middle-aged wo...