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At noon on Friday, Song Xuan went to the phone again to confirm with Secretary Dong, and confirmed that her father would be on the special plane at three o'clock in the afternoon, and would arrive in Haicheng at about half past four, and would go straight to their house after getting off the plane.

Song Xuan calculated the time, and at five o'clock, she went downstairs and said to Gao Yun: "I'm going to a place, you go back directly, and when I go back, I saw my father, who was the father of the councilor, so I told him that I was taken away directly by Mrs. Tang's people." ”

Gao Yun's face changed: "What are you going to do?"

Song Xuan's expression was a little cold: "Don't do anything, just let those who deserve their sins pay the due price." ”

Gao Yun shook his head: "No, you know that there are tigers in the mountains, and you prefer to go to the tiger mountains." ”

Song Xuan smiled: "Eat a trench and grow wise, I will be fine, and the old lady will not dare to do anything to me, you can go." ”

"Mr. Yang knows, I can't explain. ”

Song Xuan patted her on the shoulder: "In this family, I have more right to speak, you believe me, I insist on keeping you, he won't do anything to you." ”

Gao Yun's expression was solemn: "It's ......"

"There's nothing to do, don't waste time. ”

After speaking, she walked downstairs, Gao Yun gritted her teeth, she had to hurry up, in case Song Xuan had another three long and two short this time, she would have no face to see anyone.

Gao Yun drove the car away, while Song Xuan stopped a taxi and went straight to the Tang family's old house.

On an April day in the world, the breeze was cold, and in the evening, the sun was golden and the earth was yellow, but her restless heart suddenly calmed down.

Half an hour later, her car stopped outside the old Tang family's house, in the courtyard of the old house, the peony was in full bloom, and Song Xuan saw the old lady holding a Buddha string in the yard and directing others to fertilize the flowers and plants.

From a distance, she is a charitable old lady, but when she looks closely, she knows how heavy the anger in her eyebrows and eyes is, slaughtering people with one hand and exceeding people with the other, hehe......

Old woman Tang also saw Song Xuan, her eyes were full of gloom, this girl actually dared to come to the door.

As soon as she raised her hand, a servant at hand hurriedly trotted over to open the door, and the people below knew who was coming, and they did not dare to slack off, nor dare to be overly enthusiastic.

Sandwiched between a parliamentarian and an old lady, they are really in a dilemma.

Old Madam Tang stared at Song Xuan with bad intentions, and said in a strange manner: "What are you doing here? Who asked you to come?"

Song Xuan smiled: "As a descendant of the Tang family, it is understandable that I came to the old mansion of the Tang family." ”

One sentence easily aroused the anger of the old lady.

Song Xuan is calm and rational now, knowing what the most painful weakness of the old woman in front of her is, and she will definitely pay back the pain she gave her tenfold and hundredfold.

"You still have the face to claim to be a descendant of the Tang family?"

Song Xuan smiled: "Why do I have no face? I not only come to the old mansion of the Tang family, but I also have to go to the small ancestral hall to pay homage to the ancestors of my Tang family." ”

Old Madam Tang immediately had a gloomy face: "Presumptuous! Don't dirty my Tang family's ancestral hall." ”

Song Xuan smiled: "Dirty the ancestral hall of the Tang family? Then grandma, why did you let me go to the ancestral hall last time to reflect? Why did you let Mother Shen punish me in the ancestral hall?"

Mrs. Tang's face turned pale: "You are not allowed to call me grandma!"

Song Xuan walked straight to the mansion, and the servants on the side didn't dare to stop her, nor did they dare to pull her, in case Mr. Councilor blamed him, then they would all be finished.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Mr. Councillor values the Song sisters very much.

I'd rather offend the old lady than the Song sisters.