After Song Qiye hung up the phone, he lowered the window and smoked a cigarette.

His eyebrows were tightly locked, making the lines of the hanging needle pattern more and more clear, and the carving was full of gloom.

Song Qiyu thought that after winning the inheritance of the Song family, he could do whatever he wanted?!

It's just wishful thinking.

There is also that old thing, who has been particularly partial to Song Qiyu since he was a child, and he can't see other children in his eyes at all.

Since the pair of ancestors and grandchildren thought that they could cover the sky with one hand, then he had to see if in the process of-for-tat with Qin Sishao, whether the Song family could stand tall or the Qin family was better.

......

That night, Song Qiyu walked out of the Song family's old house at two o'clock in the evening.

Standing in the courtyard in front of the attic door, he looked up at the misty night, his eyes as sharp as blades.

At this time, the bodyguard who was waiting in the car lifted his eyelids with a sleepy face, and when he saw Song Qiyu's figure, he hurriedly pushed open the car door, "Young master, can I go?"

Song Qiyu's expression was indifferent, and before he could speak, there was a call from Old Madam Song behind him, "Ah Yu, you wait!"

It was already past two o'clock in the evening, and the old lady Song did not look tired, but still looked energetic.

Song Qiyu turned around, walked in front of Old Madam Song, and lowered his head, "Grandma, why haven't you slept yet?"

Old Madam Song raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Ah Yu, although grandma agrees to help you, ...... You must also remember that this is the last time!

In any case, after this time, we and his Qin family will not interfere with the river water from the well.

The Song family has withered to your generation, and grandma doesn't want to send white-haired people to black-haired people, don't you understand?"

Old Madam Song's earnest words made Song Qiyu's eyes pass a trace of heaviness.

He pursed the corners of his lips and said in a light tone, "I'll think about it, grandma." ”

Old Madam Song looked at his unbearable eyebrows and sighed faintly, "You kid, your mind is too heavy, you have to carry any pressure by yourself, and grandma is also distressed when she looks at it."

But don't worry, as long as it's what you want to do, grandma will definitely help you, and as for the future, then let's talk about it.

By the way, that girl named Yan Shiqi, do you have any other plans? Ah Yu, she is married, she has some ideas, you should let go. ”

Song Qiyu's eyes trembled slightly, and he nodded quietly, but he didn't say anything after all.

Old Madam Song looked at him with a burning gaze, and finally just shook her head and sighed, "Don't let grandma down......"

"Don't worry, I won't. ”

Mrs. Song said a few more words, and then the servant helped her back to the main building.

Song Qiyu looked at the back of Mrs. Song on the spot, and the ink under her eyes was as thick as the night sky.

......

The next day, at two o'clock in the afternoon.

In the underground parking lot, when Fourth Brother Qin got out of the car, he saw the Euro on the opposite side, and Qiao Mu who was leaning next to the car and smoking.

The man looked down at the ground, three or four cigarette butts scattered at his feet.

Qiao Mu walked over with half a cigarette, and when he swallowed the smoke, he joked, "Are you willing to come back?"

He called the fourth child and found out that the guy had gone back to Linhuwan at noon to cook for his younger siblings.

Do you want to be so crooked?!

"What's the matter?" The man closed the car door casually, and Qiao Mu also handed over the cigarette case in due time, "Someone, want me to introduce you to him!"

The man took the cigarette case and rubbed it twice, "Who?"

Qiao Mu didn't hide it, and said bluntly: "You should know, the third child of the Song family, Song Qiye." ”

Hearing this name, Fourth Brother Qin's gaze flashed over the color, "What does he want to do?"