Song only showed Yao Qiandai the sterling silver kitten ornament: "I accidentally dropped this thing and fell out of it." ”

Hearing this, Yao Qiandai breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, she didn't discover Shen Lang's secret.

She put away the note and kitten ornaments, and smiled, "It's just a little thing, you don't have to worry about it." ”

"Auntie." Song only called out solemnly.

She tightened her face, stared at Yao Qiandai's eyes without blinking, and said word by word: "This note was written by my grandfather." ”

"What?" Yao Qiandai couldn't believe her ears: "What did you say?" Only, you say it again! ”

Song was only startled by her appearance, blinked, couldn't help but take a step back, and repeated, "This is my grandfather's handwriting." ”

As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone and showed Yao Qiandai the words of her grandfather that Father Song had found.

Yao Qiandai's face changed a few times, and her lips couldn't help but tremble, and it took a long time for a sentence to pop out of her mouth: "Only, where is your grandfather?" Can you take me to him now? ”

Song was only a little embarrassed, not that she didn't want to take Yao Qiandai to see her grandfather, but that her grandfather passed away when she was five years old.

The reason why she remembers her grandfather's handwriting is because Father Song has collected a lot of things written by her grandfather.

"Auntie, my grandfather has passed away."

Song Zhi's words made Yao Qiandai's head thump.

She stumbled and clung to the wall.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Song only hurriedly stepped forward to help her.

Yao Qiandai closed her eyes and shook her head, she gasped for breath, and said for a long time: "Let's go find Shen Lang now." ”

"Looking for Shen Lang?"

Song was even more confused, she just wanted to know why Shen Lang had the word "grandfather", but looking at Yao Qiandai's appearance, she seemed to be frightened, and threatened to find Shen Lang.

This thing......

It may not seem simple.

Yao Qiandai didn't even use the driver, she went directly to her extremely dazzling red Cullinan, and after Song only fastened her seat belt, she suddenly stepped on the accelerator.

Song was only caught off guard, and his body staggered towards one out of inertia.

She never knew that Yao Qiandai's driving skills were so good that she had already caught up with professional Formula 1 racing drivers.

It was originally a half-hour drive, but it only took her ten minutes to drive the car outside the building of the Shen Group.

As the wife of the former boss and the wife of the current boss, Yao Qiandai's entry and exit from the Shen Group was like a tornado, sweeping everyone.

"Mom, only, why are you here?" Shen Yuan walked out of Shen Lang's office and saw them step out of the elevator.

Yao Qiandai has rarely appeared in the company since her husband disappeared and Shen Lang took over the Shen Group.

She restrained her previous joking expression, grimaced a face, and asked in a deep voice, "What about your brother?" ”

Shen Yuan didn't know why, my mother rarely had such a serious time, so she replied: "The big conference room downstairs, the general meeting of the Shen family." ”

Yao Qiandai didn't say a word, and pulled Song Zhi downstairs directly.

"Bang!"

She kicked open the door of the large conference room, successfully attracting everyone's attention.

Shen Lang stood up and frowned at Yao Qiandai: "Mom, why are you here?" ”

Yao Qiandai Zhou exuded a fierce momentum from top to bottom, looked around at the Shen shareholders present, her face was solemn, and her voice was low: "You all go out, I have something to say to Shen Lang." ”

Her words were like a holy decree, and none of the shareholders of the Shen Group dared to disobey them, and they came out one after another, and in an instant, only Yao Qiandai, Song Zhizhi and the Shen brothers were left in the big conference room.

Yao Qiandai turned her head and glanced at Shen Yuan with a sparse and sharp gaze: "Close the door." ”

She walked straight in front of Shen Lang and put the little silver cat and the note on the conference table: "Do you remember these?" ”

Shen Lang glanced at it, and his eyes suddenly sank.

These things, how could he forget.

If it weren't for the mysterious old man who approved his fate, and I don't know what method he used to modify his life, he would probably be out of this world a long time ago.

Oh yes, it's precisely because of his appearance that his catastrophe has become what it is now.

Every night after 8 o'clock, he will become a cute and cute kitten all the time.

Shen Lang frowned, he didn't want to say this in front of Song Zhizhi, his face sank: "Mom, what are you doing with this?" ”

Yao Qiandai raised her eyebrows, moved her gaze from the note to Shen Lang's face, met his eyes, and said in a low voice: "Because the handwriting on this note was written by my grandfather." ”

"What!?"

After Shen Lang and Shen Yuan heard Yao Qiandai's words, they couldn't help but be shocked, and the two of them exclaimed in unison, and they all set their eyes on Song Zhiyi's body.

Song was only a little surprised, it was just a note from his grandfather, why did they have such an expression.

She was a little frightened and couldn't help but take a step back.

She raised her eyelashes slowly and nodded towards Shen Lang: "This handwriting is indeed my grandfather's, in order to confirm, I also asked my father to find the words written by my grandfather, you can see ......"

When Shen Lang saw the handwriting of Song only his grandfather in the picture sent by Song's father, he suddenly seemed to be a different person.

His body trembled for no apparent reason, and his thin lips were bloody.

The mysterious master that Shen Lang was looking for was unexpectedly the grandfather of his own daughter-in-law.

After a while, he laughed: "It's just that the surprise you gave me is too great." ”

Song was only confused.

Yao Qiandai opened her mouth first: "Don't be happy too early, but my grandfather has passed away." ”

Shen Lang was not too disappointed, and the smile on his face was still there.

He took Song Zhizhi's hand and hugged her in his arms: "It's only a long time, I haven't been back to my hometown, shall we go back today?" ”

"Today?" Song only subconsciously raised his hand and touched his forehead, where there was still a piece of gauze.

She was worried that going home like this would scare her parents, so she hesitated.

Shen Lang said: "Don't worry, I'm here." ”

Song only didn't know why, every time he heard Shen Lang say this, his heart was very steady.

She nodded and agreed.

Shen Lang glanced at Shen Yuan: "You take only to the mall to buy some gifts, I have something to say to my mother." ”

After Shen Yuan and Song only left the conference room, Shen Lang suddenly sat on the chair like a deflated ball.

"What? Disappointed? ”

Shen Lang smiled bitterly.

To say not disappointed is an absolute lie.

But in front of Song Zhizhi, he didn't want to show it, and he didn't want Song Zhizhi to only see his weak side.

Yao Qiandai walked over, and her white hand gently put on Shen Lang's shoulder: "Son, don't worry, this catastrophe of yours will definitely be solved, I think that the person who can solve it may be the only one, we have been looking for so many years of masters, but we didn't expect that it would be only the grandfather." ”

Shen Lang slowly raised his eyes and glanced at his mother with a gloomy gaze.

He didn't speak, just nodded.

Song was only confused, and got on a private jet with Shen Lang because of a note.

After the plane landed, she still couldn't believe that one day, she would actually make a private jet back to her hometown.

Song's hometown is located in a small town in the north, where there are no busy pedestrians, there are no long queues of cars on the streets, and the air seems to be fresh and comfortable.

Shen Lang carried generations of gifts, followed behind Song Zhizhi, and watched his baby greet every neighbor warmly.

He had never seen such a Song only.

Perhaps, only when she goes home and is about to see her parents, will she be happy like a child.

Song only took Shen Lang to a small shop.

The tailor's shop is not big, but it is clean and tidy, Song's mother is holding a soft leather measure in one hand and carrying a fabric in the other hand to measure the size, and she doesn't notice the two people standing at the door.

After measuring the size, she put down the tape measure and fabric, took off her reading glasses, rubbed her eyes, and in a daze, she felt someone: "Are you going to make clothes?" ”

"Mom."

The familiar voice made Song's mother's movements suddenly pause.

She hurriedly closed her eyes, and then she saw Song Zhizhi and Shen Lang standing at the door clearly: "Oh my God! Auntie and grandmother, you ...... Why did you guys come back?! ”

Song's mother was very excited, and hurriedly walked out, hugged Song Zhizhi, raised her hand and patted her body twice.

According to Shen Lang's judgment, Mother Song's strength in slapping Song was not enough to kill a single mosquito.

When Mother Song raised her eyes, she saw her baby daughter's head, and she suddenly said, "Oh my God!" Just, what's going on with your head?! ”

Song only smiled and touched her head, she didn't tell the truth, worried that her mother would scare her if she knew that she was killed, so she lied: "I accidentally bumped into it when I went downstairs." ”

She peeked at Shen Lang, stuck out her tongue, and made a grimace.

Shen Lang pursed his lips and smiled, and then paced forward: "Auntie." ”

Mother Song heard Shen Lang's voice, and her heart was about to melt: "Quick, come into the house, don't stand outside." ”

She was worried that if her son-in-law was seen as good, she would not be snatched away.

Mother Song greeted Shen Lang and shouted into the house: "Old man, come out and see, who's back!" ”

There was a grunt of displeasure in the room: "Whoever loves comes, it's not my precious daughter anyway." ”

"Dad."

Song only called, and Song's father rushed out of the house in a hurry, and he didn't have time to put on his shoes.

When he saw his daughter, his eyes were wet in an instant: "You dead girl, you've been running outside for so many years, and you don't know how to come home to see, go and go, I don't have a daughter like you." ”

For his father's reproach, Song only felt guilty, and could only ask his mother for help: "Mom, look at my dad, if you know that he has this attitude, I won't come back." ”

"Dead old man, hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, I don't know who it is, talking about my daughter all day long."

Mother Song gave Father Song a blank look, and just pulled Shen Lang inside: "Xiao Shen, don't care about him, the dead old man is so virtuous." ”

Xiao Shen?!

When Father Song heard these two words, his face suddenly changed, as if he was looking at the enemy, and glared at Shen Lang angrily.