Receiving Song Yu's eyes, Song Heng was a little puzzled, he felt that what he said was quite right, why was his younger brother unhappy?

Song Heng, who couldn't figure out the situation, said to Master Na Yun with some embarrassment. "Since Xiaoyu has said the number jù, Master Yun, you can make him a few sets of dresses according to this number jù."

"Okay,"

Seeing a little beauty like Song Yu, Master Yun felt that his creative inspiration was coming out, and he was not pretentious at this time, so he responded directly.

Then Song Yu was pulled out of the commercial building by Song Heng, returned to the sports car, and sat in the car, Song Heng suddenly said to Song Yu.

"Xiaoyu, remember to prepare a gift for your dad when the time comes."

Gift?

Song Yu raised her eyebrows, and said in her heart that she didn't slap that scumbag to death, so it would be good to give him a gift, brother, are you playing with me?

Song Heng saw the disdain on his face, and he was a little depressed at this time, he knew that his younger brother didn't like his father very much, but no matter what his father did, he was still Song Yu's father, and Song Yu's appearance was easy to criticize.

Thinking of this, he said to Song Yu.

"Xiaoyu, don't take this matter seriously."

didn't expect him to say this, Song Yu looked at him in surprise. "Why?" She asked.

Song Heng said the twists and turns. "No matter how bad your dad is, he is also our father, he can treat you badly, but if you don't even do the most basic things, then it is easy to be criticized, you must know that many things in high society cannot be hidden."

Song Yu was silent suddenly, she realized once again that her identity as an illegitimate daughter was a problem, if she was not strong enough to ignore the eyes of others, then she would definitely be labeled as a Song family all the time.

Thinking of this, Song Yu's feelings were a little low.

Although Song Heng knew that his younger brother seemed to dislike his father very much, he didn't expect that he hated Cheng Dù like this, he stroked his forehead, and a helpless look flashed on his demonic face.

"Okay, Xiaoyu, remember to choose a gift for your father, and tell me if you don't have money."

"I know, but I have my own money."

With a sigh, Song Yu said in a heart-filled manner.

Song Heng was relieved to see her, and then asked. "Xiaoyu, where are you going now, I'll send you back."

"Back to school."

She still hasn't read a lot of the books she borrowed, and she thinks about how hard she works to complete the messy tasks of the system, → →

Song Heng nodded and then drove Song Yu back to school, back to the downstairs of the school's dormitory, Song Yu got out of the car and saw many people pointing at her, but she was used to it recently, so she went upstairs with a cold expression, leaving the sight of those who pointed at her, she felt that she was still happy and congested.

When she returned to the dormitory, as soon as she entered the door, she saw a pair of eyes full of grievances, and she was stunned.

"Lian Yichen, what's wrong with you?"

"Song Yu, where did you just go, how did I hear them say that you left in a sports car?" Lian Yichen's tone was quite resentful, but he didn't notice it himself.

Although Song Yu is good now and loves to have a cold look, in fact, she is just a tease, and she didn't notice Lian Yichen's entanglement at all, so she spoke very honestly.

"My brother is looking for me、"

"You mean Brother Song Heng?"

Lian Yichen naturally knew Song Heng, and when he heard that the car Song Yu was sitting in just now belonged to Song Heng, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Then he suddenly thought of his feelings for Song Yu, and at this moment he didn't know how to face Song Yu, so he could only turn his head and pretend not to pay attention to Song Yu.

His appearance was very awkward, seeing that Lian Yichen suddenly became dumb and ignored himself, Song Yu was depressed, she grabbed Lian Yichen's arm and said in surprise.

"Lian Yichen, what's wrong with you."

The arm was suddenly caught, and Lian Yichen, who didn't think there was anything wrong with this before, suddenly had a layer of blush on his face, and he felt that the place where his arm was grabbed by Song Yu was as hot as being burned by fire.

He was stunned, where did he still have the heart to notice what Song Yu said?

Seeing his unthinking appearance, Song Yu frowned slightly, and then let go of the hand holding Lian Yichen's arm, she also felt that it seemed a little bad for her to do so.

She let go of her hand and coughed softly. "Since you don't say it, forget it."

Then she went back to her bed, took out a book, and flipped through it, thinking about what birthday present she was going to give to her scumbag?

If she hadn't been reborn before, she would definitely have chosen some delicate and not expensive gadgets to give gifts, but now she obviously can't do that, if nothing else, just because of different social status.

And......

Her scumbag dad still has a lot of status, and if she gives something that is too low, she can't seem to take it.

Then the question arises, she has to give gifts, but what to give?

So she could only think about this question in a daze while flipping through the book.

When Song Yu's other two roommates returned to the dormitory, they saw Song Yu holding a book and flipping through it, while Lian Yichen was sitting on the bed in a daze as if he was stupid, and then the problem came, the book in Song Yu's hand was taken down, and Lian Yichen's face was changing.

Problematic!

Lin Ziqing and Fang Yuan glanced at each other, seeing this meaning in each other's eyes, so the two of them separated, Lin Ziqing walked towards Song Yu's side, and asked as soon as he got closer.

"Song Yu, you have taken the book down."

His voice startled Song Yu, and when Song Yu looked at the book in her hand, she found that the book was indeed taken down, she took the book in embarrassment, and listened to Lin Ziqing ask again.

"I see you're very entangled, what are you struggling with?"

Song Yu was silent, and then spoke after a long while.

"I'm struggling with birthday presents."

"Oh, who are you going to give it to?"

"Give it to my dad."

Hearing that it was a gift for his father, Lin Ziqing showed a knowing look, and then he heard it.

"Then you can choose according to the needs of the other party, as long as the main intention is reached."

Hearing this, Song Yu showed a depressed look, if that's the case, that's good, forget it, hey, it seems that she will go to the antique city tomorrow to have a look, if she can find a good thing, it shouldn't be lost, right?