Chapter Seventy-One

Sheng Qing could see that Song Yanheng was not deliberately cold. There was even a light smile on his face, that smile was gentle and elegant, and anyone who saw it couldn't help but exclaim: What a jade son. It's just that in the crowd, there is no one who can be compared with Song Yanheng, so it seems that he is extremely indifferent and cannot be approached.

Song Yanheng walked up to Old Man Song and called respectfully: "Grandpa." ”

Old Man Song nodded, looking very satisfied with Song Yanheng. So he introduced someone to him: "This is my old comrade-in-arms, called Grandpa Sheng." ”

Song Yanheng bent down and called people as he did with Song Lao: "Grandpa Sheng." ”

The elders look at the juniors, mainly based on the attitude. Old Man Sheng couldn't help but praise: "Not bad, it's very your grandfather's demeanor." After speaking, he staggered around, let the gentle girl behind him in front of people, and introduced, "This is my little granddaughter, Sheng Qing, who has just returned from studying in the UK." ”

Sheng Qing Tingting stood in front of people. The girls who grew up in the south have a warm breath of smoke and rain, and Sheng Qing is one of the best. She was wearing a long smoky blue dress, standing there like a cloud. His black hair is black and shiny, his eyes are like ink, and his skin is white and tender like milk. The lip flap is red, adding a touch of glow.

Old Man Song looked at it and was anxious: "Coincidentally, Yan Heng only came back from the UK last year, and the two must be able to talk." Yan Heng, you take Sheng Qing upstairs to meet your eldest brother and them. ”

The second floor is where the Song family went, and the old man Song asked Sheng Qing to go up, didn't it mean to set a girl.

Song Yanheng nodded, smiled lightly and said to Sheng Qing, "Miss Sheng, please." Thoughtful but polite attitude, deliberately pretending not to know what Old Man Song meant.

Sheng Qingwan smiled, like an orchid in the valley, and said softly: "Then I'll trouble you." ”

"You're welcome." Song Yanheng turned around and led the way.

That is, to bring Sheng Qing to the living room on the second floor, there is no longer a need for Song Yanheng to speak, and others will naturally not be cold. Song Yanheng sat there, calmly as if listening to their conversation, but in fact, his thoughts had already flown to the matter between him and Song Chu.

He didn't expect the old man to act so quickly, he only got the letter, and the old man brought people directly to the house on his hind feet. This was about to be known by Song Chu Chu, so with her attitude towards Tang Yici, when she heard that Sheng Qing was the person chosen by the old man Song, she didn't run away without a fight.

There is also a possibility that he pulled him together to turn the Song family upside down. Either way, he couldn't let it happen.

Besides, there is also a Zhao Zhilin. If she knew about his relationship with Song Chu at this time, it would be really tricky.

After thinking for a long time, Song Yanheng stood up. Sheng Qing looked at him, out of courtesy, Song Yanheng smiled lightly and said, "I'm sorry, go to the bathroom." ”

Sheng Qing said softly: "Please feel free." ”

Song Yanheng walked to the bathroom, pushed open the window and called the compound behind. The warm sunlight shone on his unusually calm face, and it became cold for no reason.

"Do me a favor," Song Yanheng calmly explained, "You go and check the activities of Aunt Zhao's company, no matter what method you use, don't let her have time to go back to City C during this time." Let her leave overnight. ”

On the other end of the phone, Liao Jichuan asked in surprise: "What are you asking, you are doing this, let's not talk about Aunt Zhao first, even if Song Chu knew about it, she would be angry." ”

Song Yanheng's voice is steady, and he never fights battles that he is not sure of. Liao Jichuan's worries are all in his calculations. When things get into trouble, who will care about these trivial things in business?

"With your ability, you don't want others to find out easily. Even if it is found, don't worry, I promise that you will not be implicated. ”

"That's Aunt Zhao, it's Uncle Song's current wife, not someone else. Uncle Song's ability, you know better than me. "I offended Song Yunmao in City C, and few people can still get around. He Liao Jichuan can have today, half of it also depends on the Song family.

Song Yanheng looked at the blue sky in the distance and was silent for a long time. The breeze blew across his still watery face, and after a long time, Song Yanheng opened his mouth lightly: "Ji Chuan, whether I can be with the beginning of the year depends on this time." ”

Liao Jichuan is a person who values feelings, if you talk to him about money, he may give you a slap in the eye. If you talk to him about feelings, he won't ignore them.

At the beginning, Liao Jichuan and Jiang Yunfei were about to turn City C upside down, if it weren't for the appearance of Song Yanheng, he wouldn't have gotten back together with Jiang Yunfei, and his fate was probably on board. In those days when Jiang Yunfei was about to be lost, he really realized how heavy the word "hospitality" was. Therefore, when he heard Song Yanheng's words, he decided to help Song Yanheng.

Poor Liao Jichuan partnered with Song Yanheng at the beginning, and he valued not only the convenience that Song Yanheng gave him, but also Song Yunmao's rights. Now they have encountered the most difficult and difficult situation - father and son are on opposite sides.

"Okay, I'll go find someone to arrange it right away." Liao Jichuan calmly gave the answer, and it was resolute in making a decision.

Song Yanheng finally had a smile on his face: "Thank you, Liao Jichuan." ”

"You're welcome, when you and Song Chu get married, don't forget to waive my share of the money."

"Don't worry."

Song Yanheng put away the phone, his face softened, and he was obviously relaxed. He was about to go out, when there was a frequent knock on the door, and a gentle and clear voice came through the wooden door: "Song Yanheng, there is a banquet downstairs, and Auntie told us to go down." ”

The sweet sound of spring water slowly flows into my heart, isn't it Sheng Qing?

Song Yanheng opened the door and smiled lightly: "I know, let's go down together." ”

The seats were arranged according to seniority and relatives, and Sheng Qing was arranged at Song Yanheng's table. Sheng Qing has a docile personality, a generous person, chatting and laughing during the banquet, and there is no strangeness at all.

Old man Song, who was sitting at the main table, watched from afar across the two tables, and was very happy to see Song Yanheng's table harmonious and relaxed, as if he could see the picture of his great-grandson also appearing at the banquet today next year.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the banquet slowly ended, and the guests left one by one. Old Man Sheng was invited by Old Man Song to stay and drink another pot. The two old men hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they had a lot to say.

It was boring for a junior Sheng Qing to stay, and Old Man Song looked at Song Yanheng with a smile: "You go and send Xiaoqing home." She just came to City C, and she is unfamiliar with life. ”

"Thank you Grandpa Song for your concern," Sheng Qing thanked politely, then looked at Song Yanheng and said, "Then I'll trouble you." ”

Today, when the old man is on his birthday, Song Yanheng doesn't want him to be angry, and he doesn't want to embarrass Sheng Qing in front of the elders in the family. She is also a pampered girl, she speaks and does things in a reasonable manner, he coldly throws off people's faces, and spreads them out to make people laugh.

P.S.: Said to start school and add more, here it is, the next chapter will come in ten minutes. In fact, it has been two days since the start of school, but there are many things, so it has not been arranged. I beg forgiveness~