"I just don't think it's good, after all, our brother and sister have received too much favor from our father."

Song Xiaoxiao smiled reluctantly: "After all, we are just adopted sons and adopted daughters, and we have no quarrel with the world, so that position is not suitable." ”――

Song Mingcheng definitely saw through the maintenance intention of deliberately keeping my distance from my brother! ――

What else does he know?

"Oh?"

Song Mingcheng changed to a more comfortable position, leaned lazily on the seat, and said lazily: "What you said also makes sense, so let's do it first." ”

He didn't seem to be too lazy to pursue anything, or he was mentally aware of it, and he didn't want to listen to Song Xiaoxiao's explanation.

"He's my brother after all." Song Xiaoxiao understood that this level had passed, and the man seemed to accept his statement.

With her understanding of Song Mingcheng, this also means that the past has passed, and he will not check it again.

It's just that this qiē is not as simple as it seems, this man seems to have insight into a qiē's gaze, which can invisibly break through anyone's psychological defense, making people collapse in conversation, and want to reveal all the qiē hidden in their hearts.

It's just terrifying!

It's just a little bit, a little longer, Song Xiaoxiao really doubts that he will tell the plan and tell sù this terrible man.

At that time, I'm afraid she won't be able to get out of this study.

"But fortunately, the most difficult time was over." Song Xiaoxiao said secretly.

Song Xiaoxiao slowly stood up, slightly stretched her delicate body that was stiff from sitting for a long time, and then walked around the desk and walked to Song Mingcheng's side.

"I suddenly feel that my brother is too stupid, and my sister should also care about him."

Song Xiaoxiao ignored the strong coercion beside the head of the family, approached with a sweet smile, stretched out his hand and slowly squeezed his shoulder, and said softly: "Father reminded me, I should have more to do with my father." ”

Now that the head of the family has passed this level temporarily, she naturally wants to think about the past without a trace, and turn a qiē into an old memory like a cloud of smoke.

It is imperative to pretend to be a well-behaved daughter appropriately and do something to please Song Mingcheng.

"You girl." Song Ming smiled sincerely, and under Song Xiaoxiao's massage, his originally stiff muscles gradually relaxed, and even the terrifying coercion that permeated the air gradually weakened.

Song Xiaoxiao's movements are serious and meticulous, she seems to be really a daughter who cares about her father, and is willing to relieve her father's fatigue after a tiring day.

Song Mingcheng's appearance is also a little enjoyable, he seems to be a father who is willing to accept his daughter's filial piety, accepting Song Xiaoxiao's service.

The two form a warm and beautiful picture.

Is it really like what it seems?

"Alright." About half an hour later, Song Mingcheng's slightly tired voice slowly came: "It's not early, I'm ready to rest, you should rest early." ”

"Okay." Song Xiaoxiao obediently stopped the movement in his hand, pushed it aside, and said with a smile: "Father, good night." ”

"Go ahead." Song Mingcheng didn't open his eyes, as if he was really tired, and waved his hand to signal Song Xiaoxiao to go out.

"Hmm." Song Xiaoxiao glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally, and the housekeeper Shaohui, who was beside Song Mingcheng with low eyebrows and always said nothing, bowed to Song Mingcheng, and then opened the door and left.

"Click."

The wooden door slowly closed, and with the crisp footsteps of Song Xiaoxiao fading away outside the door, the study gradually became quiet.

It was a dead silence.

After a while, the housekeeper Shaohui said, "Just let her go?" ”

"Or else?"

Song Mingcheng suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were still as sharp as a knife, and his previous tired posture was just a paralyzing disguise: "A self-righteous vase, you can only see what I let her see, it's funny, isn't it?" ”

"I'm afraid that if it continues like this, our plans will really be ruined by her." Butler Shaohui said slowly.

"Nope." Song Ming smiled sincerely: everything is in the plan.

******

Song Xiaoxiao went down the stairs to the room on the second floor, and slowly closed the door.

She looked like a dehydrated fish, a little tired from being away from the source of water, and sat weakly by the door.

She deeply understood a qiē, and Song Mingcheng knew everything about it, but she didn't ask Song Xiaoxiao why she did it.

From the family house to the school, and even in the Hong family's martial arts hall, there were people from Song Mingcheng secretly monitoring her, and they didn't let go of every move.

But he didn't ask, as if he knew everything.

Song Xiaoxiao didn't say, nor did he ask Song Mingcheng about the purpose of doing this qiē, not because he didn't want to ask, but because he couldn't ask.

The shadows lurk in the shadows, and without her full preparation, she won't take the initiative to ask for the truth, at least not yet.

After a while, Song Xiaoxiao seemed to remember something, took out the intelligent light brain, and ordered: "Connect the Gu Yuan communication signal." ”

"Connecting for you"

The cold light brain mechanical sound sounded slowly and softly, but it seemed to have the power to calm people's hearts, making Song Xiaoxiao slowly relax.

"Hey." The communication signal was connected, and Gu Yuan's calm voice came from the intelligent light brain.

"Did something happen?" Gu Yuan, who was projected on the hologram on the white wall, asked, through the light brain probe, he Mingrui sensed the uneasiness in Song Xiaoxiao's eyes.

"Song Mingcheng knows, he knows everything, the secret of that qiē." Song Xiaoxiao was unable to completely calm down for a while, and said in surprise.

"Just as I expected." Gu Yuan said calmly.

Unlike the frightened Song Xiaoxiao, Gu Yuan's expression has not changed from the moment he connected to the communication, and his handsome and extraordinary face has an extraordinary calmness, like a stone sculpture full of beauty.

He seemed to know everything, about Song Xiaoxiao's ominous secrets, Song Mingcheng's actions, and the unmentioned qiē.

"Listen, Shinoshio." Gu Yuan's tone was soft and slow, but with the power to soothe people's hearts, he said slowly: "Don't check again, you are in the center of the storm, and it is not suitable for detailed investigation." ”

"But," Song Xiaoxiao anxiously wanted to say something.

Gu Yuan interrupted: "Leave it to me, okay?" I'll find out what I knows. Leave it to me, it's good for you and Song Xiao. ”

Song Xiaoxiao was silent, as if he had accepted Gu Yuan's suggestion, and said a little unwillingly: "Okay." ”

"You have a good rest first, don't think too much, leave this matter to me first."

Gu Yuan smiled, his calm words had a soothing effect, and said, "As soon as there is a result, I will notify you immediately." ”

"Hmm." Song Xiaoxiao agreed softly.

"Don't think too much, and don't act rashly." Before hanging up, Gu Yuan admonished.

"Ding."

The communication hung up.

The holographic light and shadow slowly dissipated on the wall, and there was no light in the room, only a shadow leaned against the door, motionless.