Because he met Shen Ye, Song Qiao went home without buying seeds.

As for the few ancient warriors who bled to death with seven orifices, Song Qiao simply and rudely used corpse dispersion and blood cleansing agents. Only by disappearing completely can Shen Ye have a chance to breathe temporarily.

Thinking of that clean young man, Song Qiao's eyebrows and eyes were smiling.

"Yo, what's wrong with our little princess, so happy. "It's rare that Father Song doesn't need to go to the study to deal with official business, sitting in the living room drinking tea and watching TV.

"Dad, it's nothing, isn't it happy to see you. Song Qiao poured a cup of tea for Song's father, "Dad, you don't seem to be so busy lately." ”

"Yes, when I first took office, I needed to deal with handovers and other matters, so I was naturally busy, but now it's better. Father Song touched Song Qiao's head.

A rare warm moment, but it was interrupted by Song Qiao's mobile phone ringtone.

Signaling to Song's father, Song Qiao turned around and walked to the balcony to answer the phone.

"Uncle Xu, what's wrong?"

"Qiao girl, that's the case, you said before that there is a new gambling stone material to notify you, just now Boss Shi called me, let us go over the day after tomorrow. Xu Yan seemed to be busy, and Song Qiao could hear him flipping through the files on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, I'm sorry Uncle Xu. ”

Song Qiao hung up the phone and returned to the living room, where he saw Song's father's smiling expression.

"Dad, I still want to gamble on stones the day after tomorrow. ”

Father Song frowned, and before he could speak, Song Qiao interjected again: "Hmm, don't be in a hurry to refuse, wait for me to bet you on an imperial green?"

Father Song nodded her forehead: "You, I didn't say I wouldn't let you go." ”

"Actually, I've always thought you were a kid with a lot of ideas. Moreover, there should be some adventures. Father Song's blunt words surprised Song Qiao a little.

"Dad... You..."

"Actually, Dad knows that I have heard about the imperial green and violet you gambling on stones, and there are no secrets in the stone gambling field. ”

Father Song lit a cigarette and took a sip: "Xingchen Pharmaceutical is also yours, right? Xu Yan is indeed a capable person, you are doing well." ”

His hands lit the cigarettes, and the ashes fell into the ashtray, and a circle of smoke came out of his mouth: "Jojo, you still have to learn." The real chairman behind Xingchen Pharmaceutical is you, it's easy to find out, fortunately, Dad is a high-ranking official, and it's still easy to help you erase some traces. ”

Song Qiao was a little arrogant: "I know Dad, thank you." ”

Father Song smiled lovingly: "For the fifteen-year-old you, you have done a good job. Dad just has a lot more social experience than you. ”

Yes, in my previous life, I hardly interacted with people except for basic social interactions. The so-called open guns and hidden arrows, conspiracies and conspiracy are rarely touched.

In this life, even if you understand the rules, you still lack some practical experience.

"Dad, you can teach me more from then on. I did have a bit of an adventure, and I worshipped a master. ”

Song Qiao felt that there was nothing wrong with confessing now.

"She taught me the cultivation of the true exercises, as well as the art of medicine. ”

Father Song nodded: "So that Xingchen beauty serum was taught to you by her, and your master is from the Guwu family?"

"Dad also knows about the Guwu family?"

"Actually, our family is also from the Guwu family, but I don't have a good relationship with them. Father Song's expression was a flash of disgust.

It seemed that Song's father didn't want to discuss family matters, so Song Qiao simply didn't ask again. She could see that Father Song had no internal force in his body, probably something had happened.

"Dad, do you and Mom want to have children?" Song Qiao changed the subject.

"Jojo... You... Got it?" Father Song was a little apprehensive.

"Yes, Dad, I know, I picked it up. ”

Father Song was a little flustered: "Qiaoqiao, we didn't mean to hide it from you, we..."

Song Qiao's eyebrows softened: "Dad, don't be nervous, I really don't mind." You are like my real parents. Really, even if I find my own parents in the future, you are still my closest relatives. ”

Father Song breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Song Qiao's words: "I thought that Qiaoqiao you wanted to leave us." ”

Song Qiao snorted and laughed: "Dad, I just want my younger brothers and sisters... After studying medicine with my master, I am quite proficient in this aspect. ”

Father Song clenched his fist and coughed in his mouth: "Cough, Qiaoqiao, then you can try." ”

Song Qiao smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Good!"