Song Haotian picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all. He was about to pour it in, but was taken away by Song Nanqiao.
"Dad, drink less alcohol, your health is just right! Mom, you advise Dad too."
When Song Haotian heard this, he waved his hand, "I told your mother that my health has recovered almost and I don't have to be hospitalized anymore. She had to go to Zuo Lin. But the girl didn't allow her to leave. She said she had lived there for three months and was determined to be foolproof before she could let me go. This was not the case, and she was detained again. It was boring every day. I could only call you and come and accompany me, the poor old man."
He was thinking about it all in fact that he was just thinking of his children.
A happy smile appeared on the corner of Song Nanqiao's lips.
The sun is shining brightly and falls into Tang Jingze's eyes.
She rarely smiled like this, at least she never smiled like this at him.
It seems that after physical contact, he is more willing to understand and see the woman in front of him.
I don't want to admit it, but I have to admit it.
Tang Qingyun listened to Song Haotian's nagging, as if he was sympathetic, the two of them began to talk about their own patterns.
Seeing this, Song Nanqiao couldn't disturb him anymore.
Although Tang's mother was not very good, Tang's father was still good to her.
She sat back next to Tang Jingze obediently, and accidentally passed by, and saw that half a bottle of red wine had been drunk in front of the man.
Few thoughts, she took the wine glass from his hand.
"So too, you have to drive later. I'm not responsible if I drink too much."
Tang Jingze raised his eyes and frowned and looked at her.
Song Nanqiao suddenly felt something was wrong.
Just as he was thinking about saying something, Song Haotian's laughter came over again.
"Oh, is this my daughter? My wife, come and listen. This is really a married daughter. The water splashed out of it. I will chat with my son-in-law and come over to have some wine with me. She will take care of it."
Although Song's father joked, his eyes were full of relief.
My daughter can have a good home, and this man loves his most precious daughter, which is more satisfying than anything else.
In his life and death experience, he was not considering himself, but his daughter’s future, whether he really had a support.
If he had support, he would be able to rest in peace even if he died.
"So, don't talk about it in the future, it's enough to have me by your side."
Zhang Meiling put down Song's father's hand holding the wine glass.
Song's father looked at her and said nothing, but instead cooperated and obedient.
The friendship between two old couples made Song Nanqiao quite envious.
Since she was a child, she has been thinking how wonderful it would be if she found a partner one day and fell in love with her parents.
At the wine table, Song’s father mediated.
The original suppression became easier.
In the topic that followed, Li Qiuyue was not worried about her children.
At the end.
Song Haotian and Tang Qingyun really drank a little too much, and their pace of walking was unstable.
I kept muttering all kinds of things in my mouth.
The wife, who was standing beside them, hurriedly helped her husband's shaking figure.
Tang Jingze and Song Nanqiao were the last ones to come out.
Originally, Tang Jingze planned to send his parents back.
Li Qiuyue insisted not to use it. Before leaving, she stuffed a small thing to Song Nanqiao.
The hints in the eyes are self-evident!
Song Nanqiao felt panicked when he saw it.
Zhang Meiling didn't refuse them to send it.
Four people were sitting in a car.
The colorful night seems to have a different feeling.
Song Haotian's drunken eyes fell out the window.
"Jingze wants to help Qiao Qiao more. She is really a novice. There are too many things I don't understand. In the future, the Song Group belongs to you. I am old and when I am discharged from the hospital, I will go out for a trip with your mother. I will leave it to you all here."
In fact, Song’s father had said these words before.
Now that I mentioned it again, my tone was a little erratic. None of the three of them replied, just thinking that he was drunk and talking to himself.
"Jiao Qiao is in charge of the Song family group, but she is your wife, and this Song family belongs to you, Tang Jingze."
This is a serious statement.
When Song Nanqiao heard this, his fingers placed on his knees tightened.
Red eyes.
Dad is really willing to give everything for her happiness.
The hard work of the whole life of business is willing to give in order to make him treat her well.
Although, Tang Jingze may not care!
But she cares!
She not only cares, but also feels distressed!
"Dad, what are you talking about! In my prime, I want to leave the company and go out for a trip. That's impossible. In the future, the company will still want you to take charge. I also want to be a designer. I don't care about anything or care about anything. I'll do my favorite job happily and help you."
Song Haotian looked at Zhang Meiling and laughed constantly, "This kid! Isn't planning to retire her father? Could it be that I will be in the company all my life? Sooner or later, I will give it to you!"
"She's lazy."
Tang Jingze opened his thin lips lightly and suddenly spoke.
Song Nanqiao was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile.
"He is right. I'm lazy and don't want to manage the company. I just want to be Mrs. Tang and Miss Song."
"Okay, okay, what do you say is, this child has really been spoiled by her mother and I since childhood."
Song Haotian said something coherently, not like he was drunk.
Instead, it is more like a scheming of the intestines that have been typing countless times in my heart.
Renai Hospital!
Zhang Meiling opened the door and got out of the car first, but Song Haotian sat there without a reaction for a long time.
"What are you doing? You can't come down yet. Don't delay their young people. Jingze still has work tonight!"
Song's mother frowned and disliked her a little unhappy.
Only then did Song's father come back to his senses, stretch his smile, and then get off the car after giving instructing him.
Turning back, he watched the people in the car wave to him and nodded with relief.
"Get in, it's windy outside."
"Oh, take a few more glances, don't worry."
A sigh, countless bitterness.
Zhang Meiling's heart suddenly sank, she felt uneasy, and then she burst into tears.
"What do you say? Take a few more glances. Life will be long in the future! Why does a minor illness and disaster feel like there is no hope in the future? I won't allow you to say such words!"
"I know, I know, don't cry!"
Song Haotian raised his palm with heartache and stroked it to her face, wiped his wife's tears dry.
"How old is it? Why is it so easy to cry like when I was young?"
He chuckled, and he loved his wife and daughter as always, and had not changed for many years.
"It's not your fault. You always say something that doesn't exist. Get up quickly and go to the company to save your daughter from being so tired. I don't hear it."
"Okay, okay, I will listen to you, but I feel relieved that Jingze assists Qiao Qiao in this company. I will leave all these to them in the future. I don't rush to take over the company. After waiting, I will accompany you out for fun. Isn't this the old life you want all the time?"
His rough fingertips slowly caressed his wife's wrinkled face, and his expression was a little solemn.
Despite the traces of time, in his eyes, he is still the most beautiful face.
He was just sorry except for caring.
"Okay! Whatever you say is what you say."
Since she insisted, she would let him go.
Chapter completed!