Mr. Song stopped, and Song Chengyun, who was in a high position, could finally breathe a sigh of relief. No one dared to do this to him since he was a child, except for him kissing me.
Song Chengyun felt bitter when he thought of his unreasonable father who was protecting his granddaughter. It would be great if his mother was still alive. The two people his father fears most in the world are Song Chengyun's mother and him.
Song Chengyun's daughter.
However, when he thought about it again, his mother doted on Xin Yi more than his father when he was alive. Song Chengyun felt despair in his heart. His status in the Song family was too low. The most wronged thing was the daughter he gave birth to, and he was not allowed to care about it at all.
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Bang...
Song Chengyun was having trouble in his heart when he was suddenly kicked on the butt. His father scolded him with a proud look on his face: "Boy, let's see if you dare to run away next time."
Song Chengyun's old face turned red, "Dad...Xinyi is here. You can hit or kick me if you want. Maybe you can't do it in front of my daughter to save me some face."
Mr. Song was lame in his feet when he walked up to Song Xinyi. He had been pretending to be lame for so many years, and he would really be uncomfortable walking without a limp.
"Xin Yi, are you satisfied?" Mr. Song asked his granddaughter for credit with a proud look on his face.
Song Xinyi nodded, and Mr. Song immediately said: "Granddaughter, are you crying?"
Song Xinyi immediately turned her head, "No, grandpa."
Mr. Song was about to point the finger at Song Chengyun again. Song Chengyun's cups immediately felt cold, and he had to call for help from his daughter, "Xinyi, dad just did it unintentionally. He didn't really want to hurt you."
Song Xinyi quickly stopped Grandpa, "Grandpa, you are tired and sweating. Let me wipe it for you."
Mr. Song's face was stunned. His granddaughter wiped his forehead with a small hand pat. The old man's heart immediately became beautiful, "Hey, hey, okay, okay..."
Song Chengyun on the side felt like he was holding back internal injuries. He was obviously the old man's biological son, but the old man seemed to find him distasteful whether he looked at her horizontally or vertically. But for his granddaughter, the little girl simply wiped his sweat for him, and he smiled.
I couldn’t close my mouth from ear to ear.
After Song Xinyi wiped Mr. Song's sweat, she took a tomato from Mr. Song's hand and went inside to make scrambled eggs with tomatoes for her grandpa.
It was almost noon now and it was time for dinner. After Song Xinyi walked into the room, the smile on Mr. Song's face immediately faded and he turned back to look at Song Chengyun.
Song Chengyun, the biological son of a high-ranking official, trembled. The old man looked at his granddaughter like a sheep, but when he looked at his son, he looked like a wolf.
"Dad, I didn't make any mistakes, right?" Song Chengyun asked tentatively, already ready to run away. Dad is so cruel, he can't even run away.
Mr. Song waved his hand and said: "Look at your little courage. How can I, as an old man, eat you? Come sit here and pour me a cup of tea."
Wow…
Song Chengyun picked up the teapot and poured tea for Mr. Song. Mr. Song said dissatisfiedly: "Can you please be gentle? The tea has spilled out. He's such a big man and he's so careless. He's far behind Xin Yi."
Song Chengyun looked wronged and aggrieved, "Dad, you are my favorite. No matter what Xinyi does, it will be good. This son of mine does not look like his biological son."
"You kid..."
"Okay, please calm down. Let's talk about business. News has come from the Zhu family. You may not be satisfied with the result. I'd rather not talk about it?" Song Chengyun said, and also poured himself a cup of tea.
Sitting opposite Mr. Song. (One Zero)
"Nonsense, what are you talking about? What does that old guy Zhu Bingshan mean? If he dares to do anything, I will never spare him." Mr. Song said.
Song Chengyun glanced into the room, as if he was a guilty thief. Mr. Song patted the table. He looked angry, but he also glanced at the room. That room was not the room where Mr. Song slept, but the room where Mr. Song slept.
There is a small kitchen on the side. This small kitchen is usually not used. Mr. Song also missed the structure of his childhood home, so he kept such a small kitchen in his newly renovated small yard.
This small kitchen is Mr. Song's private place. Usually, when he gets happy occasionally, he will cook something to eat, and Song Xinyi is qualified to use this small kitchen.
Mr. Song and Song Chengyun were in the same mood at the moment. They were both afraid that Song Xinyi would hear what they said next. When they heard the sound of beating eggs coming from the kitchen, Mr. Song turned around and said to Song Chengyun: "Please lower your voice. If
Good news is okay, but what if Xinyi is sad because of bad news?"
Song Chengyun smiled bitterly and said: "Dad, Uncle Zhu said that he had no say in this matter and let Lin Kun make his own decision. In fact, this is not to blame Uncle Zhu. He is no longer the head of the Zhu family and has retired.
Now that we are on the second line, Lin Kun is the head of the family. If we encounter any problems, Lin Kun will make up his own mind..."
Mr. Song interrupted: "Don't tell me these useless things. I'm just asking you what the Zhu family means. I don't care if it's Zhu Bingshan's intention or Lin Kun's intention. I just want to know when Lin Kun plans to
Marrying Xinyi is a good thing."
Song Chengyun said: "Dad, this..."
Mr. Song raised his eyebrows and said, "Mom, mother-in-law, can you be more manly? Do you know why you haven't entered the officialdom for so many years? In the end, you had to help that old man Zhu Bingshan to get a step further."
Song Chengyun said: "I know, you said that my character is indecisive, and I am constantly disturbed by it, but I have never been able to get rid of this problem."
Mr. Song said: "I won't talk about your business anymore. Tell me, what does Lin Kun mean? Does he think my granddaughter is not good enough for him?" (Zero One)
Song Chengyun said: "That's not true. He would not let down his wife and children in his time. Even if the head of the family quits, and even if the Zhu family is doomed this time, he will not seek compromise by letting down his wife and children."
Bang!
Mr. Song slammed his palm on the table and said angrily: "What is going on in this kid's head? If he doesn't want such a good opportunity, why should the daughter of our Song family still worry about not being able to get married? What's wrong with my wife and
Boy, that Miss Chu is pretty good, but they didn’t officially
Let's have a wedding. Isn't it normal to have an illegitimate child outside these days? Besides, I don't have any options left for him. It's not allowed in today's society for a man to have three wives and four concubines, but I didn't let him.
He has completely cut off all contact with the current Miss Chu, this guy really doesn’t know how to praise!"
Mr. Song was so angry that he picked up the cup and drank all the tea in one gulp. Song Chengyun quickly poured the tea for him and said, "Dad, actually, this is about..."
"You hope so, right?"
Mr. Song waited for Song Chengyun and said, "You and Xinyi's mother didn't agree with this marriage from the beginning, but now your wish has come true."
Song Chengyun said: "Dad, it's not me who has the final say on this matter. He..."
Mr. Song was angry and wanted to vent it on Song Chengyun, but at this moment the sound of cooking came from the kitchen, and a smell wafted out... (To be continued)