"I don't think you would treat Song Qinghui like this." Song Qinglin curled his lips.
"Okay, you are a grown man and you still want to compete with your sister. You sit here and play with your brain, and don't disturb me while cooking." Nalanling impatiently pushed him to sit on the sofa, and then went in again
The kitchen.
Song Qinglin: “…”
Is he my biological child or is Song Qinghui my biological child? How could you treat me like this!
Song Qinglin sat on the sofa and played games for a while. After a while, Na Lanling's meal was ready.
The robots came out of the kitchen one after another carrying the freshly prepared meals, and then placed the meals on the large table in the center.
The Song family has a great business, especially the Song residence, where more than just the Song family head lives. The Song family head mainly lives to the east of the Song house, and to the west, there are some branches of the Song family. In the middle, the old man's family lives
.
Of course, the remote corner where Song Jinsheng was assigned by the old man was also to the east of the Song residence.
The central hall on the east side, which is the living room, is quite spacious. The Song family usually gathers here, either to have meals or to sit and play mahjong together.
"That's great, my husband is the best, Trojan." She kissed him on the face.
"You can connect Zhinao later and ask her to come back early. Don't make it too late. It's not safe."
She was always afraid that she would follow the same path as the fake daughter in the book and end up in a miserable life.
Moreover, she is now experiencing the same thing as in the book, such as the time when Song Jinsheng returned to the Song family a few days ago.
Because he is the next direct heir of the Song family, he grew up with his grandfather. His grandfather was very strict with him. Every time he did anything that was not in line with the rules, his grandfather would teach him sternly.
"Then be careful, lest some well-meaning people get upset when they find nothing."
He sat in his seat, the fragrance of vegetables wafted freely, and drifted into his nose with his breath, and he couldn't help but drool.
"Is Jin Sheng still eating in her courtyard? I didn't ask you to ask her to come over and eat with us. Why, she doesn't come?" he asked.
"good."
Everyone in Charming Blue Star knows that she is a fake daughter. She had a very difficult time at school during that time. Her classmates were all laughing at her, and some even laughed at her in front of her face. This was her first experience in sixteen years.
Worst thing that ever happened.
After the food was served, Song Qinglin sat there, waiting for his father and sister to come back. He was a well-educated man who would not eat by himself before his family came back.
Looking at her husband's smile, she slapped her thigh fiercely and said in disbelief: "Is it done?"
"You're a child who knows how to talk, and likes to eat mom's cooking. I don't see you coming back during the holidays. If your dad hadn't called you, would you have planned not to come back for a year?" Na Lanling complained.
While practicing, I chatted with my good sister Andric: "Ann, I found that my newly found sister is not as powerful as the book said, and she may not be as powerful as the book you gave me.
The women are just as vicious."
Seeing his wife's angry look, the head of the Song family felt a little funny. She was still the same as when she was young. She had been saying these threatening words for many years and it hadn't changed, but he still couldn't help hearing it.
Never get tired of hearing it.
"Not yet. The executive called us in the afternoon and asked us to modify a few parts. We thought about it for a long time, but we didn't know how to start."
"Don't be too tired. If you are really too busy, you can ask some employees to help you."
——
The child with an oversized light bulb on the side: "..."
"Well, remember, what's wrong?" Nalanling didn't react for a moment.
Derek's house.
"It means the relationship is not good." When he heard about his sister's character, he knew that his sister must be a well-behaved, quiet and gentle girl, and she must be better than the stinky sister he grew up with.
The head of the Song family still hugged his wife and refused to let go, then raised his eyebrows and said mysteriously: "Guess."
He turned to look at his wife and said, "Lingling, I'm so happy today, I can't help it, hahaha."
——
She hasn't had a comfortable sleep for a long time since the true daughter came back, especially after reading the Blue Star Ancient Civilization novel that An gave her.
Normally, they rarely interact with their neighbors. They eat at each other's house and only get together during major festivals. After all, Song's house is so big, the chance of meeting each other is small, and they might not recognize each other even if they meet one day.
In a girly room in Derek's house, Song Qinghui stood at a desk nearby, practicing calligraphy with a pen in hand.
Nalanling immediately patted the head of the Song family, and then threatened fiercely: "Do you still want to eat if you don't tell me?"
What should I do if I was looking forward to seeing my sister even more now?
Especially when it comes to his grandfather, his words and deeds are exactly what he thinks a child of aristocratic families should look like, which is extremely standard. But when it comes to his own home, hehe, he can spare some things if he can, but he still has the most basic courtesy.
Na Lanling seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked: "Has the contract been signed?"
"Mom, where does sister Jinsheng go to school? Are she in the same school as sister Qinghui?"
"Is their relationship very good?" Song Qinglin asked.
The head of the Song family rolled his eyes at his son at the dining table: Ha, it’s really an eyesore.
If she hadn't had supernatural powers and good mental strength, she would have been bullied by them.
Then she smiled sweetly and buried her face in his chest in embarrassment. Then she raised her head to look at the Master of the Song family and said angrily, "The child is still here, so you can't pay more attention."
"Okay, okay, I say." The head of the Song family looked at his wife dotingly and said, "Do you still remember the project I told you yesterday?"
"What happened to make you so happy? It's like you were given a shot of chicken blood." Na Lanling asked curiously.
"I don't know what conditions your father agreed to the old man." She guessed worriedly.
"Isn't Qinghui back yet? Where have you been?" He suddenly realized that it was dinner time and there were still a few people missing from the house.
"But, it doesn't look like it to me. I deliberately stopped her that day and tried to smear her with my mother, just because I was afraid that my mother would have a good impression of her, just like in that book."
"Ask the executive and see if you can find some inspiration, or maybe you can study that game again," Na Lanling suggested.
"Isn't it because grandpa is watching me and won't let me come back? You still don't know him. He shows his face all day long and I'm scared to death."
After the real daughter came back in the book, her parents kept hurting the real daughter out of guilt, and even the things that were caused by the real daughter would end up being blamed on the fake daughter. Such things happened a lot, and the parents thought it was the fake daughter who had nothing to do with it.
Restless, less than three months after the real daughter came back, the fake daughter was sent to the countryside.
"Well, this...maybe your sister Jinsheng is more introverted. She doesn't like to talk, is rather withdrawn, and doesn't take the initiative to chat with others. So..." Nalanling replied awkwardly.
"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll take a look at it later tonight."
The head of the Song family nodded lightly.
"Mom, it smells so good, I can't help but want to eat it. The rice cooked by mom is still the most delicious. I have been out for more than half a year and I have never eaten anything as delicious as the rice cooked by mom."
"I don't know either. I plan to let Du Shuai investigate."
Na Lanling and Song Qinglin chatted for a few minutes before the head of the Song family came back.
"Oh, dear, you have to believe that I am the best to you. I bought that book at a high price from the antique market. It is extremely precious. The content written in it is similar to your situation. Both are from two different families.
I held the wrong child, didn’t you see how terrifying it was when the real daughter came back as described in the book?”
"What's going on?" Na Lanling asked in confusion. Which kind-hearted person was helping them.
After calming down, Nalanling pulled the Song family leader to sit on the chair, and then asked carefully: "Didn't you say that there are more than a dozen companies competing for this project? Moreover, we were at a disadvantage yesterday and it was difficult to get it.
Please tell me what happened to this project today."
Although sometimes he is a bit naughty and deserves a beating, he still knows some rules better than his stinky sister.
As soon as she saw him, Nalanling ran over immediately. The head of the Song family looked at his wife who was running towards him, and happily pulled her into a hug. This made Nalanling prepare to take the briefcase from the head of the Song family.
Suddenly, everyone was stunned.
"That's it, your dad doesn't know how to get your grandpa to agree to your coming back. From now on, you can just come back after being released every week." Na Lanling said doubtfully but happily.
"Um."
"The first time I negotiated with Du Shuai, when he came back he said that the chance was low. I originally gave up hope. Then today I asked Du Shuai to negotiate again with the attitude of giving it a try. But he came back and said that the executive was special.
He was overwhelmed by his enthusiasm."
"Don't worry, I know what's appropriate."
Bulb Lin can't bear to look directly...
"Yes, your father specially sent her to Cranston Middle School, so the two of them can take care of each other."
"She was already sitting there, but a classmate asked her to go out to play, but she never came back. Before leaving, I wanted to tell her that she wouldn't have dinner," Na Lanling explained.
Na Lanling immediately cheered, and her laughter could be heard in the entire nave.
"She has gone to a classmate's house. I have asked the driver to pick her up. She should be back soon."
"When my dad comes back later, you can just ask him directly. You can't even guess blindly here." Song Qinglin nodded at the brain in his hand and said to Na Lanling.
She really couldn't stand it at that time, and under the influence of the book An gave her, she hated the newly found Song Jinsheng.
She studied various ways to deal with the real daughter in ancient novels. As a result, the real daughter was so patient that she stayed in her yard for four or five days without coming out.
This worried her, so she went to find him in person with high spirits, but it turned out that he was playing a game, like punching a marshmallow.
For the sake of her great cause, she finally took a chance and invited her to sit in the middle hall. It turned out that she was good and left directly. But fortunately, she ended up in the dark in front of her mother. She hoped that her mother would have a good impression of the real daughter.
