After hearing Song Shiming's words, Song Qingge was speechless for a while.
Do I need to remember Song Shien's birthday? Apart from suppressing, bullying, and scheming, he doesn't have any affection for his family.
However, taking Song Shiming's face into consideration, Song Qingge did not refute his words.
"Dad, do you want me and Changfeng to attend my uncle's birthday party tomorrow night?"
Song Shiming smiled and said, "Yes, that's what I meant to call you. The Song family will invite many important guests tomorrow, and the momentum will be great. You and Changfeng are well prepared to receive the gifts. You will embarrass the Song family by then, do you understand?"
Although Song Shien didn't treat his younger brother very well, Song Shiming was a simple and honest man who liked to repay evil with kindness.
Song Qingge glanced at Su Changfeng, feeling helpless.
She disliked her father's character very much, but she couldn't change him.
"Qingge, do you still have opinions about your uncle's family?" Song Shiming sighed: "Although some of the things your uncle's family did to our family are indeed unreasonable, but blood is thicker than water...
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Song Qingge interrupted him.
"Dad, please stop talking. Isn't it okay for me to go to the birthday party tomorrow?"
Song Shiming smiled coquettishly and said, "Okay, dad won't disturb you anymore. Remember to go home for dinner later."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Song Qingge looked at Su Changfeng helplessly: "How long do you think my father, a good old man, will be treated as such? My uncle's family has done so many bad things, how can he let it go?"
Su Changfeng smiled: "This shows that dad is truly kind."
"Okay, don't worry about this matter. Now that Dad has spoken, let's prepare gifts."
Although Song Qingge was reluctant, there was nothing he could do.
"Well, let's go, let's go shopping for gifts now."
Afterwards, Song Qingge and Su Changfeng went to a high-end shopping mall and spent 200,000 to buy a fine jadeite plaque as a birthday gift tomorrow.
After buying the birthday gifts, the two of them hurried back to the Su family's old house.
The next day.
In the afternoon, when he was about to get off work, Song Qingge called Su Changfeng to the office.
Seeing that he was still dressed in street clothes, Song Qingge said speechlessly: "Why are you dressed so casually today? Don't you know what we are going to do tonight?"
Su Changfeng smiled bitterly: "I know. But I think it's good for me to dress like this. I don't dress like this at work. You didn't say anything."
Song Qingge rolled her eyes at him charmingly, took out a newly bought suit from the closet and threw it to him.
"Today is different. Today is my uncle's birthday party. If you dress so casually, my uncle's family will definitely find trouble again. Moreover, we will be looked down upon by those snobbish relatives."
Su Changfeng shrugged and had nothing to say in reply.
Indeed, as Song Qingge said, if he dresses too casually, those snobbish people will take advantage of the situation and attack himself and Song Qingge's family.
"Okay, then I'll put it on."
Before Song Qingge could say anything, Su Changfeng took off his shirt, revealing his strong upper body.
"Who asked you to take off your clothes here..." Song Qingge's face turned red.
Although the two were husband and wife and lived in the same room, they had never done anything too intimate. Song Qingge would let Su Changfeng out every time he changed clothes.
Therefore, she had almost never seen Su Changfeng's upper body after taking off his clothes.
Su Changfeng chuckled: "Why are you taking off your clothes here? You are not an outsider, you are my wife."
As he changed, he turned around.
Song Qingge pouted her little mouth and said angrily: "Next time you are so presumptuous, believe it or not, I will beat you."
However, just as the two were having an emotional quarrel, Song Qingge suddenly froze there.
