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Chapter 0118 have something to say

"Brother, don't worry. My dad is a hard-nosed person. If I talk to him in a lowly manner, he will definitely think that I have something to ask him for, and he will definitely not come. If I say this, he will come instead." Song

Dong explained why he hung up the phone so suddenly: "I promise!"

"I'll give you time. If you don't come within one hour, I won't be the one to blame." Xu Yun smiled slightly: "Then the blame will be on your heartlessness."

Song Dong kept swallowing his saliva. He was really unsure. Although he believed that if he took the initiative to invite him, his father would definitely not miss such an opportunity. After all, they had not been alone for a long, long time.

They ate and chatted, which was also a temptation for him.

After all, no matter how disappointing my son is, I will never give up. Even if he is Liu Adou, I will definitely find a way to help him.

But then again, of the things he does on weekdays, there is nothing that doesn’t give him a headache and a lot of trouble, nothing that he doesn’t have to work hard to get done, and nothing that doesn’t come to him from the Song family.

Disgraceful...

Just think about these things, as the head of the Song family, he must be so stubborn that he wants to slap him a hundred and twenty-three times. Can he do it today? Alas, Song Dong regrets it so much

I hung up the phone a long time ago.

He is definitely in a dilemma now. He was so cool when he hung up the phone just now, but Xu Yun suspected that he was playing tricks. The chance of his father coming is only 50 to 60%. If he really doesn't come, Xu Yun will definitely

I thought that the tricks he did would definitely not end well for him.

And if he calls me again, I'm sorry. With Song Xiangxiong's character, he will definitely know that he has some ulterior motives and is not sincerely calling him for supper. In that case, he will definitely not come.

What should we do? Song Dong has a big head. Why did Fu Tian help this guy to trick him? Why did Xu Yun want to find his father? These are all doubts in Song Dong's heart. These can only wait for the old man.

The answer can only be revealed after the things arrive.

Thinking of this, Song Dong sent another message to his father: I'm really not joking. If you don't come to see me today, it's hard to say whether you will see me tomorrow. After editing, Song Dong thought about it again and again.

After sending it out, he still pinned his hopes on his father.

Because he was worried that Xu Yun would check his mobile phone, Song Dong did not dare to explain that he was being controlled. As for whether he could realize this, it depends on his own ability.

After a phone call and a text message, Song Dong felt that he was sincere enough. If the old man was really his biological father, he should give him this face and not leave him here. Huh, he didn't care whether his father had an illegitimate child or not.

, he is the eldest son and grandson of the Song family!

With a mentality like gambling on his life, Song Dong also relaxed a little: "Brother, what is your relationship with Fu Tian? He... seems to listen to you very much. Do you have any leverage?

"

"You don't know whether you are dead or alive, and now you are inquiring about it?" Xu Yun frowned: "What is my relationship with him? There is no difference between you knowing it and not knowing it. I invited you here today.

It’s also my own business. Futian is also someone I’m taking advantage of. If you think about using this matter to sue him or trick him, I advise you to give up.”

Song Dong wanted to ask why, but he didn't dare to ask. He definitely couldn't talk about this. He had better not be naive and find it hard to get upset. He couldn't bear the slap in the face if he was slapped again for talking too much.

But he didn't expect that before he asked, Xu Yundao said instead: "If your father comes, he won't dare to let you announce this matter. If your father doesn't come, then I'm sorry, you won't even want to announce it."

This is your chance to make a statement. In fact, you should thank Fu Tian. You didn’t suffer anything when you came here, and it was all because of him. If it weren’t for him, would you be able to sit here and talk to me so comfortably? Just burn some incense.

Bar."

"Haha... Then he is quite interesting." Song Dong's words were somewhat sarcastic. If he was interesting enough, he would not trick him into coming here. But when he thought about it, he felt ridiculous. They were not buddies in the first place. Why would they want to be friends with him?

Not interesting enough.

Just now when Xu Yun was going to be cruel to Song Dong, Fu Tian also tried to say something nice. This behavior was already very righteous in terms of the relationship between Song Dong and Fu Tian. If it was Fu Tian who was kidnapped,

He, Song Dong, wouldn't say anything nice for him. Thinking of this, Song Dong really admired Fu Tian's big heart. Unexpectedly, Fu Tian was a bit interesting.

If it weren't for the festivals they had when they were young, maybe they, these big dandies with similar odors, could have become friends, and it wouldn't be like now. The first-line dandies in Yanjing City were directly divided into two factions. One group followed Fu Tian and the others.

For fun, the other group followed him for fun, the four Song brothers.

The city of Yanjing is only as big as a palm, and everyone looks up and down all day long. Although it adds excitement to life, it always makes them feel a little regretful. Song Dong also admitted that in terms of the number of people in these two factions,

, he is at a slight disadvantage. But he is just not willing to give in to Tian.

The two have been fighting since childhood, and he also admitted that he was not as good as Fu Tian in terms of winning or losing rate... Unknowingly, Song Dong spent forty minutes thinking about these things, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that he

Before I came, he was a little panicked.

But Xu Yun still sat next to him calmly, as if nothing had happened. It had been forty minutes and there had been no movement. His concentration was really different from ordinary people.

"Brother, don't worry. I believe he is coming soon. You also know that the traffic in Yanjing is too congested." Song Dong tried to find a way out for himself first. If no one came for an hour, he could delay it for a minute.

It’s just one minute, and if you delay for one minute, you will get one more minute of hope: “Otherwise, how about we extend this time?”

"Why be anxious? There are still twenty minutes." Xu Yun said: "When the old man talks, it's like spitting and nailing. An hour is an hour. There is no grace. You'd better pray that your father can come.

, don’t think too much about anything else.”

Song Dong really couldn't sit still. He was no longer as calm as before. As time passed by, he was on pins and needles. He was about to scold his father, Song Xiangxiong, as a scumbag!

Fifty-five minutes passed before his eyes! When Song Dong's psychological endurance had reached the limit, the man he loved and hated finally appeared! When Song Dong heard the questioning coming from outside the single room, he was excited

He immediately stood up, but a look from Xu Yun made him sit down obediently again.

The door of the single room was pushed open, and Song Xiangxiong finally appeared in Xu Yun's field of vision. When Song Xiangxiong saw his son sitting with a strange young man, he seemed to realize that something was wrong.

"Hey, there is a friend here. Xiaodong, didn't you say that we and I can chat alone?" Song Xiangxiong said lightly: "Since there is a friend here, I will let your brother Fei come in and help bring tea and water.

"

"Boss Song, there's no need to call the bodyguards." Xu Yun smiled slightly and interrupted him: "Speak to yourself, don't be so arrogant." While speaking, Xu Yun had already crushed a tea cup in his hand into crumbs.

!And all this was done in front of Song Xiangxiong. Song Xiangxiong could obviously see what his purpose was.

Song Xiangxiong knew that his son was being coerced, and the strange yet familiar young man in front of him was definitely not someone to be trifled with: "Friend, since you are one of your own, you have something to say, hehehe... Xiao

Dong, bring some tea!”


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