President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Looking at Song Runian who was crying continuously in front of him, Si Han stood up from the sofa, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

Taking Song Ru-nian back to the yard, Si Han asked the driver to drive over.

"Boss, Mrs. Sui Rong didn't say that she can be taken out..." The bodyguard hesitated.

Si Han cast a cold gaze on the bodyguard, "Since Annie is a gift she gave me to please me, then it's mine. I want to take the gift out, who dares to stop me?"

The bodyguard suddenly didn't dare to say anything, and silently retreated to the side.

And when Song Runian heard the word "gift", he felt an arrow stabbed in his heart.

Then he laughed at himself and bitterly.

Yeah, isn't she just a gift?

If Si Han hadn't liked her, she would have ended up in the same fate as Ye Rong.

It is precisely because Si Han likes her that she can take the risk and stay by Madam Sui Rong's side, have the opportunity to obtain more information, and then quietly help Bao Sibai deal with Madam Sui Rong.

But the result?

Before she could help, Bo Si Bai died.

Still died in her hands...

She personally killed Bao Sibai!

No, no, Bo Sibai can't die, absolutely impossible!

Song Runian raised her hand to wipe away the tears blurring her vision, and urged hoarsely, "Drive, drive!"

Si Han took Song Ru Nian to the hospital.

Before he got close to the hospital, Song Runian saw the black reporter at the door, flashing lights one after another, making a lot of noise.

Obviously, they all came with the news of Bo Sibai's death.

After thinking about the impossibility all the way, Song Runian still felt a little weak when he saw this scene.

"Put on a hat and a mask so that no one will recognize you. Let's go in from the underground garage." Si Han handed Song Runian the equipment.

Song Runian took it numbly and put it on indiscriminately.

When the car entered the underground garage, she immediately got out of the car and walked quickly towards the elevator.

When it was his turn to press the floor, Song Runian suddenly remembered that he didn't even know which floor Bao Sibai was on.

"Isn't he dead? He's in the morgue." Si Han watched the news in the car, and at this moment helped press the button for the 13th floor.

The 13th floor is a very unlucky number in the West, representing death.

Song Runian hates the number 13 now more than ever!

Finally, the elevator stopped at the 13th floor with a ding-dong sound, and then slowly opened the door.

Before Song Runian stepped out, he heard the heart-piercing cry of a child.

"Woooooo, Daddy, I want Daddy!"

"Uncle Smith, I beg you, can you save my daddy, please, I will give you money, a lot of money."

"Little uncle, we don't have a mommy anymore, don't we even have a daddy now?"

……

Listening to those immature children's voices, Song Ru Nian's heart was pierced like a knife.

She couldn't move a single step, and slowly sat on the ground against the wall of the elevator.

It seems to be true.

Bo Si Bai is really dead...

Because of her knife, Bao Sibai died.

When the time came, the elevator doors began to close slowly.

At the last moment, Si Han stretched out his hand to stop it, and opened it slowly.

"It's all here, don't you want to take a look?" Si Han looked down at Song Runian, "If you don't go, you may not have a chance in the future."

After all, the next time I see Bao Si Bai again, he will only have a handful of ashes left.

Hearing this, Song Runian finally managed to stand up and walked out of the elevator staggeringly.