Chapter 680: The Aftermath (2)

Before Wushuang finished her words, Xia Jingshan raised his hand to interrupt her, "Okay, stop talking, let's eat."

Wushuang bit her lip and looked at the man beside her in a bit of a loss. Mu Jinchen shook his head at her, and Wushuang lowered his head to eat again.

Xia Jingshan ate a few mouthfuls of porridge with pickles and put it down, "Chen'er, is there any news from Liu Yun?"

Mu Jinchen also put down his hand and replied, "In the morning, she called Xia Ziwei. Our people tracked her location and locked the approximate location. There is no feedback yet, but Xia Ziwei stayed in the hospital all night."

Mu Jinchen knew that all the information he knew was fed back to Xia Jingshan, without hiding anything. At least he still wanted to care about this matter and was still concerned about something, which at least meant that he still had a little thought.

He thought about it and considered whether he should not let Liu Yun return to China for the time being, so that the old man could keep this thought, at least he could forget a little sadness for a while.

Xia Jingshan didn't say anything else. He was lost in thought and didn't know what he was thinking. He didn't feel much when he heard that Xia Ziwei had stayed in the hospital all night.

Everyone didn't eat much breakfast. When Su Ran came in with a mist on her body, they had basically finished eating.

"Don't collect it yet, let me eat a little."

When Su Ran came in, she didn't ask anything. Seeing the servants were about to take away the dishes, she quickly stopped them.

Everyone was stunned. Looking at the source of the sound, they saw Su Ran in a simple sportswear, holding a big bag in her hand, sitting at the dining table. Seeing that everyone was staring at her in a daze, she only said to the servant on the side, "Please help me get a set of dishes, thank you."

The servant reacted and retreated.

"Ran Ran, why are you here?"

Su Ran raised her eyes and glanced at the people around the table. She knew that the news was true, and her big round eyes dimmed instantly. "I saw the news this morning, and I thought... It seems that the news is true. Is there anything I can do?"

Su Ran said, stood up and walked to Xia Jingshan, hugged his shoulders, and said softly, "Grandpa, you still have us."

There is no need to even say condolences, that kind of words is too shallow, a white-haired person can never accept the misfortune of sending a black-haired person.

"Ran Ran is thoughtful, you take your time, I'll go back to my room first, Chen'er, I'll trouble you with the funeral affairs."

Xia Jingshan said this and stood up. Seeing this, the old housekeeper quickly stepped forward to support his arm.

Wushuang tilted his head to look at the back of the staggering figure who suddenly aged many years, and his eyes couldn't help reddening again.

Mu Jinchen sighed softly, rubbed her head with his big hand, and hugged her in his arms, "Okay, your eyes will be damaged if you cry any more."

He used to think that women are made of water, which describes a woman who is as gentle as water. Now he knows that when a woman cries, her tears are really endless, and his heart aches badly.

Su Ran moved her body to the other side of Wushuang. Seeing Wushuang sad, her eyes were also red, completely without her usual playful smile, and her expression was also very solemn, "Shuangshuang..."

Wushuang got up from Mu Jinchen's arms and looked at Su Ran gratefully, "Ranran, thank you for coming."

"Shuangshuang, what's going on? How can uncle just die like that? Was it a car accident? Uncle is such a good person..."