The corners of Su Zhiyi's mouth twitched, as her father, he didn't care about her at the first time he knew that her face hurt, but asked Song Maolin, he was really competent as a father!

"Dad, Aunt Lin is kind to me, I will never forget it!" Su Zhiyi held the biscuit jar and said in a sweet voice.

Su Changzhi looked back at his daughter, his complexion finally recovered a little, and he raised his head and stroked his daughter's plush head.

"Your Aunt Lin has always loved you the most!"

Su Zhiyi nodded, and then turned his head and the temperature in his eyes disappeared suddenly.

"That's fine, your mother has been a little tired lately, and now it's time for her to rest. ”

"Yes, Dad, you and Aunt Lin really have a good understanding! Aunt Lin said the same thing!" Su Zhiyi's words were innocent, but listening to Su Changzhi's ears made his whole body stiff.

Su Changzhi regained his smile after a short stalemate, and looked at his daughter with some disgust: "Because I, like your Aunt Lin, I feel so sorry for your mother!"

Su Zhiyi sneered in his heart, but he made a distressed look on his face: "It's all my fault, if I wasn't injured, it would be fine, and I don't have to worry about my parents and Aunt Lin." ”

"Tang Tang, don't say that, we all feel sorry for you, as long as you can get better as soon as possible, we are willing to do whatever we want!"

Song Maolin's words are very righteous, she must express her position when she should make a statement, especially now in front of Su Changzhi!

Su Zhiyi nodded obediently, and meekly took Song Maolin's hand: "Aunt Lin, I'm a little sleepy, let's go to sleep!"

Song Maolin glanced at Su Changzhi, and when she saw him waving his hand to signal her to go, she nodded lightly and followed Su Zhiyi.

Su Zhiyi was lying on the bed, looking straight at Song Maolin beside her with a pair of big black eyes, her hand on the quilt: "Aunt Lin, won't Sister Yanran sleep in the same bed with us?"

Su Zhiyi spoke, and then looked at Song Yanran, who was laying on the ground at the moment.

Song Maolin nodded: "Just let her stay on the ground for one night tonight." ”

Su Zhiyi admired Song Maolin's ruthlessness more and more in her heart, she blindly flattered other people's daughters, but she was mean to her own daughter.

In fact, thanks to her mean treatment, Song Yanran has never been afraid at all in the face of the deceitful entertainment industry, and has become a movie queen all the way!

It's just that in this life, she Su Zhiyi is no longer the stupid white sweet who was gently coaxed by her to give her family affection in a few words!

In the past, she was stupid, and she really thought that this stepmother would be really good to her, and then she was killed all the way, until she died!

"Aunt Lin, tell me a story! I can't sleep. ”

Song Maolin twisted her eyebrows, why are there so many things?

"Aunt Lin, don't you know how to talk about it? Then I'll call my father to tell me. Saying that, Su Zhiyi made a gesture to get up and go to Su Changzhi.

"Tang Tang, Aunt Lin will tell you! Your father has worked hard all day, so don't bother him!"

"Well, it's the same with Aunt Lin telling me. Su Zhiyi lay down obediently.

Song Maolin had no choice but to lie sideways beside Su Zhiyi, supporting her body with one hand and patting Su Zhiyi's shoulder with the other.

While patting her, she tried to search for the only few stories in her mind, and finally made her think: "Tang Tang, let me tell you a story about three little pigs!"

"I heard this when I was three years old. Su Zhiyi replied with a pair of big eyes.

"Then ......," Song Maolin then thought, "The wolf is coming?"

Su Zhiyi then replied helplessly: "I've heard it too." ”

"Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs?"

"Aunt Lin, do you think I'm only three years old? But I'm thirteen years old, and I've heard these stories countless times. ”

"The little match girl?"

"Aunt Lin, forget it, don't talk about it. ”

Song Maolin couldn't ask for it, so she quickly sped up her movements, wanting her to fall asleep quickly.

An hour later, Su Zhiyi finally closed his eyes, and Song Maolin was tired and let go of his arm and collapsed on the bed.

She simply covered her clothes with the quilt and prepared to sleep, but as soon as she closed her eyes, she heard Su Zhiyi on the side speak faintly:

"Aunt Lin, I haven't washed my feet yet. ”

As soon as Song Maolin fell asleep, she was pulled back by this voice, she was frightened for a moment, and then sat up reflexively.

Turning his head to look at Su Zhiyi beside him, he saw that she was looking at her with a pair of dark eyes.

Song Maolin really didn't want to get up, so she discussed with Su Zhiyi: "Tangtang, it's so late, why don't wash it today, and get up early tomorrow morning to wash it." ”

"No, my mother said you can't sleep without washing your feet. Su Zhiyi seemed a little stubborn, so that Song Maolin couldn't refute it.

There was no way, Song Maolin had no choice but to get up and go to the bathroom lightly to bring a basin of hot water.

When Song Maolin came back with hot water, she saw Su Zhiyi sitting on the edge of the bed around the quilt waiting for her, she was clearly very well-behaved, but Song Maolin just had a feeling that she was deliberately calling her!

Song Maolin muttered in her heart while putting the footbath on the ground.

"Oops! it's so hot!" Song Maolin was still thinking, when she suddenly heard Su Zhiyi's low voice, and she quickly came back to her senses.

Reaching out to test the temperature of the water, it was indeed a little hot, so she had to get up: "I'll go add some cold water." ”

"Aunt Lin, I'd better go add it. Su Zhiyi made a gesture to stuff his feet that had been wet into his slippers.

Song Maolin glanced at her feet: "Forget it, your feet are already wet, let's go." ”

Su Zhiyi didn't plan to go, he sat steadily, and waited for Song Maolin to come back.

Song Maolin went back and forth like this a few times, and finally adjusted the water temperature to a temperature that Su Zhiyi was satisfied with, and when she saw Su Zhiyi nodding, she quickly sat down and wanted to rest for a while.

Su Zhiyi watched her sit beside her, her eyebrows raised when she lowered her head, with a bit of malice, how could she let her rest steadily!

So, she said softly: "Aunt Lin, I can't reach it." ”

Her voice was soft and weak, and she was surrounding the quilt at this time and letting the quilt pile up casually around her waist, and her hands obviously wanted to rub her feet well, but the bending amplitude was small, so she couldn't reach it.

Song Maolin raised her eyebrows in displeasure, is this going to let her wash her feet?

"Why don't I call my dad to wash me. Because he couldn't reach it, Su Zhiyi looked a little aggrieved.

"I'll wash you!" Hearing her words, Song Maolin hurriedly responded, she was worried that Su Zhiyi would really call Su Changzhi over.

He probably doesn't feel comfortable now, and he is also muttering, thinking that she is pestering him like this and forcing him to marry.

After reluctantly washing Su Zhiyi's feet and wiping them clean, Song Maolin went out with a basin to pour water, and she deliberately rubbed it for a long time before going back.

But when he pushed the door open, he saw Su Zhiyi lying on the bed, his legs raised high, and he was swaying boredly at the moment.