Song Mingyue's clear eyes looked straight at the sky in front of her, but the person who was related to her by blood sneered.

"So I'm going to go along with it?"

Song Zhitian was stunned by her aura for a while, he looked at the face that was somewhat similar to his deceased wife, and his brows furrowed, "I didn't mean that." ”

He just wants to focus on the overall situation, and he doesn't want to see the miasma at home.

"Oh? What does daddy mean? She looked at the person in front of her without a trace of emotion, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth.

If it weren't for her replacing the life of the original owner, it is estimated that the original owner would still be living in dire straits, but the father in front of him is afraid that he will only turn a blind eye, right?

"I ...... You are both sisters, and you should be respected and loved. ”

That's right, his wish has always been so simple, he hopes to live the rest of his life plainly.

Instead of in his old age, the gossip of disharmony and love in the family will still spread, he has been mediocre for most of his life, and he just wants to live the rest of his life well.

Song Mingyue raised her head slightly, revealing her angular chin, and said coldly: "I'm afraid you won't see me and them respect each other in your life." ”

She is not a soft persimmon, and she will not resist when she is pinched in the palm of her hand.

Song Zhitian's expression was a little sad, most of his previous anger disappeared in an instant, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't understand his daughter more and more.

But he also knew that what she said was true, and for a while he felt that he had been a father for so long, and for the first time he felt a sense of failure.

He pondered for a long time, and let out a long sigh, "Can't you let go of your prejudices against them?" They just want to be nice to you. ”

Song Mingyue carefully observed his expression, could it be that in Song Zhitian's eyes for so many years, she was the object of Li Xiufeng's mother and son's love?

She thought about it carefully, indeed, in the past, when she was sick, Li Xiufeng would come as soon as possible, and whatever she wanted to eat, Li Xiufeng would also send someone to bring it to her as soon as possible.

is better for her than good for Song Shiqi, and any outsider will think that Li Xiufeng is very good to her.

Trying to verify that her guess was true, she called Cuiya over.

After a while, Cui Ya pushed open the door and saw that Song Zhitian was also there, and whispered in a small step: "Miss, you called me?" ”

"Tear the veil off." Song Mingyue snorted lightly, since Song Zhitian wanted to know, she might as well take this opportunity to unveil Li Xiufeng!

Cui Ya was stunned, she wanted to refuse, but she obviously sensed that the atmosphere in the room was not right.

She hesitated, and lifted the veil timidly.

Song Zhitian glanced at her face and was stunned, becoming a little stuttering, "What's the matter with her?" ”

After speaking, he glanced at Song Mingyue as if he was nothing.

Song Mingyue saw all his expressions in her eyes, feeling a little disappointed and uncomfortable, at this point, did Song Zhitian still think it was her hand?

She lost her patience, and her voice was as cold as if it came from the mouth of a devil, "Cuiya, tell me what happened." ”

Song Zhitian looked sideways, his expression paused slightly, could it be that he misunderstood his daughter?

Hearing this, Cuiya probably guessed what was going on, and her eyes were a little moist.

For her sake, Miss was not afraid of trouble to help her get angry, and the master must have known about it, so he came to ask Miss for guilt.

She must not let Miss suffer in vain because she let Miss suffer in vain, she bit her lip and mustered up the courage to say the matter of Li Xiufeng's clothes sent to her word for word.

Song Zhitian's face was already dark after hearing this, and his chest was so angry that his chest rose and fell, and he couldn't accept this answer.

Li Xiufeng has always been a kind and dignified wife in his mind, and it is absolutely impossible to do such a thing.

"This is the trick you think, even your mother wants to slander?"

Song Mingyue looked at him expressionlessly, not surprised that he would blame himself like this, but at the same time, the disappointment in his heart became more.

Hehe..... O original owner, this is the father you have always loved.

It's just blind, otherwise the original owner wouldn't have ended up dead, and she wouldn't have passed through her soul.

Maybe since she used this body, she will definitely settle the previous accounts one by one!

Poof.

Cui Ya was so frightened that she knelt on the ground in fear, her body trembled lightly and tried to explain: "Master, you misunderstood Miss, Miss didn't teach me to say this, what I said is true, if you want to punish me, punish me, right?" ”

Miss is so good to her, she must not let Miss be wronged because of her anymore.

Song Zhitian had a calm face, and his inquiring eyes seemed to see through Song Mingyue, but he found that the person in front of him did not even have a trace of emotional fluctuations.

This made him a little afraid, as if he and Song Mingyue were not father and daughter, just an ordinary stranger.

Although he didn't pay much attention to Song Mingyue before, he definitely didn't treat her badly, and this was his daughter with his deceased wife.....

He couldn't help but think of the sweet days when he lived with Song Mingyue and her mother before, but later he was forced to marry Li Xiufeng back.

But when did he begin to neglect his daughter?

Song Mingyue didn't look at him, and directly pulled Cui Ya and walked out.

"Miss, sir, he ......"

Song Mingyue didn't answer her, she didn't have any feelings for this family, if Song Zhitian was very good to her, she was worried that she would have some concerns about her actions in the future.

When she walked to the door, the cold eyes that turned her head fell directly on Song Zhitian, who was hanging his head, "I don't have the dirt you think, and she won't return to my mother in this life!" ”

After hearing this, Song Zhitian's body shook, and looking at the back of the resolute cold departure, his eyes were suddenly stained with a layer of fog.

"Yaling, the child's personality is very similar to you when you were young, did I really misunderstand Yue'er?"

At this moment, even he didn't notice it, and his wrinkled eyes had been dyed with a layer of rosy at some point.

After a long time, Song Zhitian came back to his senses in a trance, and called the housekeeper over after returning to the study.

He heard the movement behind him, folded the scroll in his hand and put it on the table, looked at the butler who was about his age, and sighed softly.

"You have been closest to Yue'er all these years, has she not had a good time all these years?"

The housekeeper raised his head in surprise, but he didn't expect to suddenly ask him this question, and thought about it left and right, "Master, don't you already have the answer in your heart?" ”

Song Zhitian was silent, lost his former spirit, and suddenly seemed to be several years older, "So you didn't give her much attention before blaming me?" ”

The housekeeper hurriedly replied respectfully but not humbly or arrogantly: "Master, the old slave didn't mean that. ”

"Actually, why didn't I want to give her a little more attention? It's just that I can't. He knew that the housekeeper was the entourage of his deceased wife, so he secretly took good care of Song Mingyue.

But now that I think about it, he is Song Mingyue's father, and his daughter has grown so big unconsciously, and he has been silent and inactive when she needs it most.

"Master, one day Miss will know your kindness to her." Seeing this, the butler knew that he had heard something.

Song Zhitian shook his head, and now when he recalled Song Mingyue's resolute cold gaze, he could still feel a chill behind him.

"I hope so."

.......

Song Mingyue walked out of the house directly after leaving the room, she thought that she would not have too many emotional fluctuations, but she didn't expect that she would still feel very uncomfortable in her heart.

She knew it was a reaction from the original body.

She touched her heart lightly and sighed: "Don't worry, I will live well for you, and I will pay back those people for the grievances you suffered!" ”

It seems that the original owner heard her comfort at the end of her body, and her mood returned to its original calm.

When she raised her head, her delicate forehead couldn't help but wrinkle.

How did she end up here?

Just as she was about to turn away, the door behind her creaked, and the man's magnetic, cold voice sounded from behind her.

"Since you're here, why don't you go in and have some tea?"

Mu Chen was not in the county seat for a few days, but after he came back, he heard everything about her, and to his surprise, she could actually recite and write poems.

It's really getting more and more interesting, what is still hidden in the rumored and arrogant Song family?

Song Mingyue saw that she couldn't hide and simply turned back, looked at the man in front of her indifferently, and found that he had become a lot of vicissitudes.

"General exit, I might as well obey my orders if I am respectful."

Mu Chen's good-looking thin lips hung up a good-looking arc, and made a gesture of invitation, "I heard that you are generous and glorious at the poetry meeting, but I didn't know that Miss Song would even compose poems." ”

Song Mingyue heard the meaning of his inquiry, and sneered: "You don't know much, you have to go." ”

A glimmer of brilliance flashed in Mu Chen's deep eyes, this woman was still as confident as ever!

During the conversation, the two walked through the pavilions and pavilions, and after a while, they came to the pavilion next to the bamboo forest.

"This is the best West Lake Longjing tea, I was lucky enough to get some a few days ago, you can taste it and see how it tastes."

He always remembered that she would taste it, so he brought some fine tea with him when he came back from out of town.

Song Mingyue looked at him in surprise, picked up the teacup and sniffed the aroma of the tea slightly, took a sip and said, "The general's tea is indeed delicious." ”

"Oh? Then why did you hear that you gave someone else the tea I gave you last time? He knew Song Mingyue's every move.

"The general also said that since it was given to me is mine, how do I deal with the general?" Song Mingyue's bright eyes unconsciously bent into a good-looking crescent.

Mu Chen took a sip of tea, but the woman's mouth was still unforgiving, "Actually, what I want to say is that if you don't have enough tea there, I can send someone over to give you some." ”

In his opinion, everything is outside his body, as long as Song Mingyue likes him, he can give her anything, unless he touches his bottom line.

Song Mingyue saw his indifference, and suddenly had a hint of provocation: "Aren't you worried that I will take it and give it to others?" ”

However, Mu Chen's handsome face suddenly came to her, her chin was slightly raised with her well-defined hand, and a wicked smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "What are you afraid of?" Your whole being is mine. ”