102 Curse
The two walked along the corridor to the main entrance, the lights in the hall were on, and Song Wanxin was sitting at the desk in the middle.
She was wearing an ordinary white dress, her hair was scattered, and she was writing something on paper with a brush.
Looking at it from the side, it is indeed a rare beauty.
Under the light, it is even more soft and beautiful.
Song Huaizhang looked at Song Wanxin like this, as if he saw her mother, and the tenderness in his eyes was even greater.
Although he has three women in this life, he really loves Song Wanxin's mother.
And Song Yan, looking at Song Wanxin like this, her eyes became deeper, and her thoughts had drifted into the distance.
"Heart." Song Huaizhang coughed lightly twice and shouted.
Song Wanxin stopped writing, and when she saw that it was Song Huaizhang, her whole face brightened. The smile on the corner of his mouth, and the admiration in his eyes were enough to make him drown in it.
Hurriedly put down the brush and got up to greet him, "It's so late, why did my father come over, this night is dewy, why didn't my father add an extra piece of clothing, I'll pour you a cup of hot tea to warm up." β
As he spoke, he walked to the table next to the kang and poured two cups of hot water.
A cup was handed to Song Huaizhang, "Father." β
Another cup was handed to Song Yan, "Big brother, you can also drink a glass of water to moisten it." β
Being served by his daughter like this, Song Huaizhang's mood immediately improved, "You are not in good health, just rest." It's a little thing, just let someone else do it, why bother you to do it yourself. β
Song Wanxin glanced at him with disgust, and said coquettishly: "What my father said, I am your daughter, so I am not allowed to serve you to fulfill my filial piety?" β
The father and daughter are filial to their fathers and daughters, and Song Yan is drinking tea. Stroll around and observe the surroundings attentively.
More than ten years of furnishings. Nothing has changed at all.
I took a closer look at the room. I heard Song Wanxin smile and said: "Big brother seems to be very interested in my room, too, usually big brother rarely comes to my Wanxin Building, is it very different from the sweet Jing Tianyuan?" β
Song Yan turned a deaf ear to her words, just put down the teacup, and said lightly: "I'm just strange that since you came back from abroad, it seems that you suddenly like to read." I bought a lot of books from outside during this time. I also specially searched for some ancient books. I remember that you studied financial management outside, when did you like archaeology, do you want your father to help you change your major? β
Song Wanxin's face changed and her smile stiffened slightly, "What did the eldest brother say, I used to like reading very much, but I met a few friends abroad, they are very interested in Chinese civilization, I have been exposed to it, and I have gradually liked ancient things." β
Song Yan glanced at her deeply, and there was no interface.
Seeing that he let go of this topic. Song Wanxin breathed a sigh of relief slightly.
Song Yan is a terrible man.
Even if you live again. When facing him, she didn't dare to come out, and she had to try her best to suppress the fear in her heart in order to make herself look natural.
His horror is unknown to no one except himself.
Who knows how crazy this man has become.
Except for the interests of the family, he has almost nothing in mind.
Grandpa's life, father's life, and even his own life are also things that can be sacrificed in his opinion.
As long as it is for the family, for the Song family.
He knew the Dao, and he knew the beasts of the Dao...... But for the sake of the reputation of the Song family, he stood by and watched, and he kept everything down.
Watch her be ...... by them
And when they threatened him with this matter, Song Yan didn't blink his eyes, and directly did those people. Dropped. And she, the source of the disaster, this hidden danger, was also placed under house arrest by him, and was injected with tranquilizers day by day.
When I woke up again, I was back ten years ago.
It hasn't happened yet, and it's still time to stop everything.
As long as she has her own strength, as long as she gets the power of those people.
Song Yan is right, rights are everything, and they are the foundation of life.
Glancing at Song Huaizhang who was smiling lovingly, Song Wanxin shook her teeth, and then showed a gentle smile.
My father was just a pathetic man in his life, and he was held in the palm of his hand by a woman all his life, and he played around.
Where is it like the man in front of her, Song Wanxin glanced at Song Yan with the rest of her eyes, and her legs under her skirt had begun to tremble slightly.
He's a demon, a devil with no heart and no liver.
What is it for, obviously Song Yan should have been successfully assassinated at this time in his last life, and he was lying in the hospital for nine deaths. What is it for, but he has lived a good life in this life, is it because she returned to China ahead of schedule, so she changed what was going to happen.
Song Wan's heart turned a thousand times, and when she came back to her senses, she saw that Song Yan was already standing in front of the desk, looking at the words she had just written.
"I'm not afraid of broken bones, I want to leave my innocence in the world?"
It's obviously an ordinary poem, but it was read by this man with a taste of ridicule and ridicule.
Song Wanxin's fingers under her wide sleeves pinched her palm, and she didn't have the strength to answer at all.
Song Huaizhang said with a smile: "Why did you suddenly think of practicing calligraphy." β
Picked up the rice paper, looked at the words on it, nodded and said: "Well, yes, I went abroad for a few years, and the words didn't fall, the more I wrote, the better." β
In the past, although Song Wanxin's words were Zhou Zheng, between the lines, there was a small family spirit, and there was no backbone.
And the brush word, the heaviest rhyme vein.
Words, without the vein, are like a beauty, empty beauty, but no temperament, there is no beauty.
And now, her words actually reveal a little coldness, which can be regarded as having two bones.
And the meaning of this word cannot be reached by many people who write a lifetime of words.
Song Yan looked at the word, although it was a little interesting, but it still couldn't get into his eyes. Seeing that Song Wanxin was still afraid of herself from the bottom of her bones, and now she was just holding on, she hooked the corners of her mouth and interjected: "I'll go and see Tiantian, father, you can do it yourself." β
"Well, go ahead." Song Huaizhang didn't look back, and said casually.
It wasn't until Song Yan left that Song Wanxin completely relaxed. Lean back on your desk. Used to hold yourself.
Then. Song Huaizhang took out a brocade box from his arms and handed it to Song Wanxin, "Last time, that kid from the Qin family bought a string of gadgets for Tiantian, don't you like it too, Dad specially asked someone to buy you a bunch from the outside, which is different from Tiantian's style, but Dad thinks this is better." β
Song Wanxin took it and opened it to take a look. Sure enough, it is better than Song Jingtian's, crystal clear, and more suitable for her temperament.
Looking at Song Huaizhang's kind face, Song Wan's heart was inexplicable.
Even if the Song family is not good in a thousand ways, Song Huaizhang really has nothing to say to her, it really hurts to the bones.
It's just that he is not the head of the family, there is also an old lady Song on it, after the old lady died, the position of the head of the family fell to Song Yan, Song Huaizhang in this life. Didn't sit in that position either.
And he's not here.
Sometimes. She was very envious of her mother, there was such a person who loved her so wholeheartedly.
At the same time, I also feel that my mother is very sad, in this life, I only have this man in my eyes, and I have no self.
looked at the man in front of him in a complicated way, and finally converged into a sentence, "Dad." β
Holding Song Wanxin in his arms, Song Huaizhang patted her back and sighed: "For so many years, Dad knows that you have suffered a lot of grievances, but in this life, how can it be smooth sailing." You have enjoyed so much glory, so naturally you have to have something to exchange, such as your eldest brother and Tian Tian, the marriage between the two of them, you can't be the master. β
Speaking of this, he didn't have the heart to speak, and all turned into a long sigh.
Marriage.
Song Wan snorted coldly in her heart, will that man fall in love with someone, if there is really that day, then she curses him that he will never get the heart of his lover.
I can only watch the person I like with other men, suffering from lovesickness day and night. Although he has monstrous power, he can't ask for it all his life.
After talking to Zhou Qizhi that day, Fu Qingyao had nothing to do on her face, coding words, playing the piano, listening to music, going to the woods to hang her voice, and running around the pond every day.
But she knew that something had completely changed.
I just had breakfast this day, and it has been three or four days since I last went out, and it doesn't seem to be very good to stay at home for a long time. So he cleaned up and planned to go out for a walk, but unexpectedly received a call from Su Luoran.
"Heyβ"
"Qing Yao, do you have time now?"
"Well, what's wrong?"
"Didn't you say that there was a problem with your website firewall last time, I found a few experts, asked these questions, and there was a solution, so I called and asked, has the problem been solved?"
Speaking of this, Fu Qingyao was really a little surprised, "Really? Where are you now, I'll go look for you. β
"It's raining outside, how about I'll pick you up?"
I opened the curtains and looked at the sky outside, it was sleet and snow, and it was indeed very cold, "Okay, I'll wait for you at home." β
Su Luoran showed a bright smile on his face, his eyes radiated light, and he seemed to brighten up this gloomy sky, and he hurriedly called home and explained to his parents that he would not go home for dinner at noon.
Xia Ruiting hung up the phone, thought about it, or went upstairs into the study, and said to Su Xiao, who was practicing calligraphy: "What did you say about this kid recently, a few days ago he suddenly said that he wanted to learn computers, and then he forgot to sleep and eat, and he worked harder than the college entrance examination at the beginning." Eh, I don't understand, what is he trying to do now? In the future, I will take the doctoral examination in computer science, or go to the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Security Bureau. Really, I was born with it, why can't I, a mother, understand him more and more. β
Su Xiao smiled, "The children are so old and have their own ideas, let them young people toss by themselves, let's not worry about this idleness." β
Xia Ruiting pursed her lips, "I want to worry about this, but I have to give me this opportunity, since last year, the studio has become his exclusive one, and he won't let us in." This year, I turned the room next to the studio into a computer room, and I locked myself in it all day and night, and I didn't know what Lu Dao was doing. Eh, Lao Su, I remember that his ambition when he was a child was to be a musician, and we Xia Su and Xia Su had businessmen and teachers, but they didn't engage in technology, you talk about this child. β
Su Xiao shook his head, "The child is old and has his own thoughts, let's worry about it, and we can't do it." β
Xia Ruiting pulled her husband and muttered a few more words, then let him go and went to work. (To be continued......)