Song Yanheng saw that Song was leaving, and he didn't leave her, looked at her back and asked lightly: "You got into trouble at school again today?" ”

Song Chuchu remembered Yan Qian, who was standing alone at the door today, and remembered the embarrassment of being left out of the matter, turned to look at Song Yanheng, raised his eyebrows and asked, "So what?" ”

The lights in the community are not very bright, and the already soft facial features at the beginning of the Song Dynasty are even softer. But her black eyes looked at Song Yanheng stubbornly, like a wild cat that had not yet been tamed. Song Yanheng looked at those eyes, and slowly found that those eyes were trembling, and the strength inside was slowly cracking, revealing signs of vulnerability. But her master is still holding on and refusing to admit defeat, but she doesn't know that this kind of strength is more pitiful than her vulnerability.

Song Yanheng quietly retracted his gaze and said, "What can you sue me, why do you have to stiffen your neck?" There was no intention to pursue her at all.

Song Chuchu withdrew her confrontational gaze in some surprise, lowered her head slightly, and her expression was soft and confused. But soon she raised her head, and when she looked up again, she was already smiling brightly and the sky was clear: "Am I not afraid that you are busy and don't want to disturb you?" ”

"Since I was a child, have you bothered me less?"

Song Chu bit his lip and didn't speak.

Song Yanheng took out a bag of fruit and handed it to Song Chuchu: "The supermarket in your community is not full of fruits, I passed by Walmart today and bought you some mangosteen and coconuts." ”

Song Chu took it and thanked him. Song Yanheng waved his hand: "Okay, it's cold outside, you can go up." ”

Song Chu carried her things upstairs, her steps were very slow, and she could see that she was not heartless like the day before yesterday.

Song Yanheng felt depressed in his heart, and suddenly remembered what Shen Xiaoan said when he called: Miss Song is usually at home, and we are always our pet Song.

Song Yanheng doesn't have pets, so he naturally doesn't know what it's like to pet someone. He never thought that Song Chu was his sister, and he had no intimacy and responsibility for her from blood at all. But in the seven years since Song Chu entered the Song family, Song Yanheng was indeed the person who managed the most at the beginning of Song Dynasty. From the accommodation at the beginning of the Song Dynasty to the dressing at the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he should have cooked everything.

I can't say the word pet, but from the perspective of his relationship with Song Chu, he really has nothing to say to her - isn't Song Yanheng a little wronged and didn't let Song Chu suffer?

There is no responsibility to take care of Song Chu, but when he was eighteen years old, he saw thirteen-year-old Song Chu and Zhao Zhilin standing alone outside the door, so he opened his mouth to relieve Song Chu's predicament.

For the beginning of the Song Dynasty, Song Yanheng was just kinder.

For Song Chu, going back to school was just having fun. But C City has long been played all over by Song Chu, and he has long been tired of playing. On this day, when Song Chu and Jiang Yunfei were having dinner, he suddenly thought: "Why don't I open a bar too?" ”

Jiang Yunfei's family also relied on opening bars and other entertainment venues at the beginning, and now half of the venues in City C are in the hands of Liao Jichuan.

Jiang Yunfei glanced at her, and the thick mist in her dark eyes that couldn't be dissolved was very similar to hers. She took a sip of tea, and then slowly spoke: "Let's not talk about Uncle Song, it's Song Yanheng, can he agree?" ”

Jiang Yunfei knew the situation of the Song family, and even Liao Jichuan, who was upright, did not dare to be presumptuous in front of Song Yunmao. The field in Liao Jichuan's hand couldn't be cleaner, but Song Yunmao didn't wait to see him, saying that he was not doing his job. If Song opened a bar at the beginning of the year, it is estimated that Song Yunmao would tie her back to Song's house the next day.

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he loved to work against the Song family, and said disapprerovitically: "I use the money I saved to open it, what can he do?" Even if my economy is cut off, I can support myself from the bar. ”

"I can't find anything to say. Even if Uncle Song and Aunt Zhao cut off your money, can you still starve with us here? But what did the ancestors of the Song family do? If the Song family is tough, how many people in City C will stop them? Have you forgotten that you just went to college and volunteered? ”

Song Chu stopped talking, but his black and white eyes clearly flashed with stubbornness that he did not admit defeat.

Seeing this, Jiang Yunfei no longer persuaded him, but immediately called Song Yanheng after separating from Song Chu.

Song Yanheng listened to Jiang Yunfei's words and rubbed his temples with a headache. At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, when will you be able to stop for a while?

Jiang Yunfei was speaking sincerely for his friend: "Although we have only known each other for three or four years, I really took the beginning of the year as a friend, so I also understand her." She's still young, so it's hard to say, and the little girl is still in the rebellious period. I sue you for these things not to let you control her strictly, at the beginning of the year, she was stubborn, and the more you oppressed her, the stronger her reflex became. This matter has to be put by Uncle Song, and she has to be beaten. I don't know what will happen when the time comes. I see your attitude towards the beginning of the year, and I think you can take care of it. ”

"I see," Song Yanheng responded, "Thank you." ”

After hanging up the phone, Song Yanheng sat there with a headache and thought for a long time, lowered his head and saw the investment case about the east of the city that was ready to be sent away by Shen Xiaoan, and his frowning brows relaxed.

On Saturday, Song Nian slept until eight o'clock, washed his face and brushed his teeth in pajamas, and his mobile phone rang when he was boiling water to make oats.

"Got up?" Compared with the general ridicule, Song Yanheng's voice did not have a trace of decadence.

"Why, I'm too idle at work and care about my sleep?"

"I'm downstairs at your house, I'll go downstairs when I'm done."

Song Chu was taken aback. Song Yanheng was so busy with work that he couldn't wait to give birth to four heads and eight hands, and now he was able to come to him early in the morning for the first time.

didn't care about the boiling hot water, so Song Chu changed his clothes and went out. Song Yanheng watched her crash into his field of vision in the car, and said, "Get in the car." ”

"Where are you going?" At the beginning of the killing of Song Chu, he never thought that Song Yanheng would take him out to play.

"There's a new park in the east of the city, and I'll take you to see it."

Song Chu opened his mouth wide in surprise, looking stupid and anxious. After a long time, she stared at Song Yanheng in disbelief and asked, "Go to the park, are you sure?" ”

"Or I'm here to trick you?" Song Yanheng was very helpless, "Hurry up, if you don't go to Liangji's breakfast, it will be gone." ”

At the beginning of the Song Dynasty, he woke up like a dream, and quickly ran to the co-pilot to pull the car door and sat in, urging anxiously: "Hurry up, hurry up, Yu Liangji's breakfast ends at half past nine, and now it's eight forty." ”

Song Yanheng glanced at her obliquely: "Seat belt." ”

Green Forest Park is a project that Liao Jichuan has just invested in, advocating to make a name for itself as a garden pavilion. Inside, it is like entering the imperial garden of the Forbidden City, and the flowers are all over the field in winter. There are pavilions and pavilions everywhere, and water pavilions and promenades.

Song Chu liked it when he saw it, and reached out to pick a pink and tender camellia hairpin in his hair. The 3,000 slightly curly long black hair lined with the white camellia, which was exceptionally fresh and refined.

Song Chu smiled like a flower, turned her small ears and the camellia to Song Yanheng and asked, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Song Yanheng looked at the bright smile on the white and red face in front of him, nodded and said frankly: "It's good-looking." ”

It's really better than flowers.

Song Chu smiled proudly, looked at the beautiful scenery in front of him and sighed: "Liao Jichuan actually has this Yaxing to build such a literary park, and it is really because he has been cultivated by Yunfei for a long time, and his whole temperament is different." ”

"Don't you literary young women like this kind of place? Liao Jichuan is targeting you rich idlers. You come here, I'll take you somewhere. ”

The two walked for more than ten minutes and walked outside a courtyard. Looking through the wrought iron hollow door, I saw a piece of purple and red. The moon season, freesias, camellias, red, yellow, white, purple, flowers are splendid.

Surrounded by the bustling city in the middle is a small two-storey rustic villa. With green walls and red roofs, the garden is full of flowers, and the castle of dreams stands quietly.

"What is this yard used for?" It's incredible to have such a large villa in the middle of the park.

"I'm renting it, and I'm going to open a café and I'll take care of it for you." Song Yanheng took out a bunch of keys, "Do you want to go in and have a look?" ”

Song Chu looked at Song Yanheng in a bit of a daze, trying to find a hint of joking from his breezy face. It's a pity that Song Yanheng has a clear eye and is very honest.

"Open a café, here? Leave it to me? This big accident made Song Chu's speech unclear.

"Yes. Instead of wasting your time, you should find something to do to pass the time. Anyway, you don't need to stay in the store every day, you just need to come and see it in your spare time. Even if it's drinking tea and reading books here, it's better than spending money in someone else's store, isn't it? "Song Yanheng's calculation of the door clear.

"But it's such a big shop・・・・・・

At the beginning of Song Chu, she had a few pounds and a few taels, and she knew better than anyone else. If you think about it, just think about it. She is still more suitable for wind and snow.

"Don't worry, the loss is mine, and the profit is yours. I will arrange all the management personnel and decoration design for you, and you are only ready to be a hands-off shopkeeper. ”

Song Chu looked at Song Yanheng inquiringly. Song Yanheng is a typical temperament of everyone, calm and calm, and has a very literate connotation. The face, in particular, was clean and wise, and did not at all have the annoying shrewdness of a businessman. This person is smart and has a high IQ, but how can he feel such a stupid thing?

"Song Yanheng, what are you drawing?"

What is the picture? Song Yanheng remembered that after receiving Jiang Yunfei's phone call the day before yesterday, he was so worried that he was in no mood for dinner. The Song family finally calmed down for a while, and he returned to China to enjoy a quiet life for a few days, and he really didn't want the Song family to make another fuss at the beginning of the year and put the Song family in dire straits.

P.S.: Hello little fairies, the new book is still on the rise, I hope you little fairies can be generously supportive, collect, recommend me very much~ (original title "I want to spend time with you")