A penny is difficult to beat a hero, Sang Zi's ability cannot be used to make money for the time being, and when he gets off the car, he has to fight with the driver for two yuan.

This area is the old city, the housing prices are relatively low, the security is not good, it is dark at night, and the cat and dog bark when you walk over.

Today is different from usual, there are several famous cars parked at the mouth of the alley, all of which are business types.

Sang Zi raised his collar and wanted to walk over leisurely.

However, the door of the middle car suddenly opened, blocking her way.

The doors opened, revealing a pair of polished leather shoes.

Sang Zi squinted his eyes and looked at the person through the light of the headlights, and the curvature of the corners of his lips unconsciously became stiff.

I haven't seen her for eight years, and the years have not left any traces on the people in her memory, but they have become more mature, and the man in his forties looks like he is in his thirties.

"Sangsang." Sang Huaiting took a step forward and looked at Sang Zi, feeling like a world away.

"Dad finally found you, if Jersey hadn't called and said he saw you on the set, our father and daughter would have missed it again."

Sang Zi licked his back molars, tasted the sweetness in his mouth, and shook his belt cynically, "Mr. Sang, don't be in a hurry to be a cheap father, I'm not your daughter." “

Sang Huaiting was not at home when she was sent to the countryside, but when she returned home, she found that her daughter was missing, didn't she look for it?

Now to be a loving father, there must be a plan.

"Dad knows that he has wronged you all these years, you go home with Dad, and Dad will definitely do his best to make up for you." Sang Huaiting's eyes showed disappointment, especially when he caught a glimpse of Sang Zi's sewage-stained belt, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, "Do you believe in Dad?" ”

Sang Zi used to hate everyone in this family, but now there is only one thought in his mind, he has no money in his card.

"Come home with you, do you want to give money?"

Sang Huaiting was stunned, then reacted, his smile stiffened, "Here, Dad will give you pocket money, and your life in the future will be the same as before." “

Sang Zi snapped his fingers, "Cheng, let's go." ”

Sang Huaiting didn't expect her to agree so easily, watching her step on her muddy shoes and get into the car, and then flashing her chin at herself.

"Hurry, I'm hungry."

Sang Huaiting paused for a moment and got into the car, but he didn't get close to Sang Zi.

"Drive."

"Yes."

As soon as the car was ranked, it went out of the alley in a mighty way, attracting a lot of melon-eating people who stood upstairs and watched, guessing that they didn't know which sparrow flew up the branch.

Sang Zi sat in the car, drowsy, until she heard the door ring, and she gradually opened her eyes.

The tall gilded openwork door made the sound of metal colliding in memory, and the car drove all the way in, passing through a long boulevard, changing bodyguards every other section. The main house is entirely Gothic, with two statues of Greek goddesses flanked by steps, followed by a symmetrical flower-shaped fountain surrounded by a man-made aqueduct.

"When you were a kid, you liked to lie down here and play in the water, and once you almost drowned." President Sang Huai breathed a sigh of relief and sighed, "Dad almost thought that he would never see Sang Sang in his life." ”

Sang Zi rolled his eyes where he couldn't see, stretched in the car, and got out of the car by himself.

The door of the main house was open, and there were already people standing on the steps, and Sang Zi knew who it was without looking.