The atmosphere in the living room was depressing, and Song Zhengze looked at his uncompetitive son with a calm face.

His overly generous personality made him angry.

I won't resist being bullied to the head.

Today, if it weren't for his accidental encounter, I don't know how far he would have endured.

Shu Yao hid behind the art screen, observing the movement in the living room.

Although Song Jiming was taught a lesson by his father, she felt very happy.

She knew that Song Zhengze was angry, indicating that after today, Shu Dongrong and Guanshuang would never want to step into this place again.

It is no longer possible for them to earn ill-gotten gains in the name of the Song family.

In this way, as long as she stays with Song Jiming, Shu Dongrong and his wife will not have the opportunity to contact her again.

For her, that's a good thing.

Song Zhengze stared at Song Jiming coldly, and after thinking carefully, he said, "I think it's better for you to move back in." ”

Song Jiming lowered his eyes and removed the look in his eyes, he was silent before answering, "I'm used to living, I don't want to toss back and forth, let's wait for the time being." ”

"I think you're living here, you're so comfortable that you've forgotten who you are!"

Song Zhengze raised his voice suddenly, and pointed at the man with his index finger trembling, with a posture of preaching again.

"I told you at the beginning, don't have anything to do with the Shu family, it's good for you, not only did you not listen, but you were led by the nose, what is your identity, what is their identity?"

"Do whatever they tell you to do? Who is Shu Dongrong Guanshuang? What good is it for you to contact them, can you grow your brains, you are not as good as that fool, she knows that you can't have anything to do with the Shu family. ”

"Your legs are not good, and I don't think your brain is easy to use."

Song Zhengze scolded angrily, only then did he feel that what he said was inappropriate.

To talk about his leg is to pour salt into his wounds.

After all these years, he seems to have come out of the pain of his crippled legs, and only he knows that he is in a position to truly untie the knot.

Otherwise, you can't live here all the time and rarely go out.

Song Zhengze looked at the man in the wheelchair with scruples, and his face slowly softened.

The legs are not good, and the brain is not good......

Song Jiming repeated this sentence in his heart, and a sneer pulled up at the corner of his mouth.

He touched his legs, which he didn't feel, and said, "Probably because I have been stagnant for too long, and I have forgotten my original ambitions." ”

Song Jiming raised his head, Yingting's facial features looked as usual, and he was not angry because of Song Zhengze's scolding, but it gave people a cold meaning.

Song Zhengze moved his lips and wanted to apologize, but before he said it, he heard him say.

"It's not too early, you should go back early, I still have some things to do."

After Song Jiming gave the order to evict the guests, he shouted "Shu Yao" to the living room.

The girl who was named ...... I really don't want to go out.

Even though she didn't want to get involved in the confrontation between their father and son, she had to get out.

With a silly smile on her face, the girl ran briskly to the man's side.

She looked at Song Zhengze in fear, bent down and whispered in the man's ear, "Good man, your father is so terrifying." ”

Song Jiming smiled, touched her little head, and said dotingly: "It's okay, he won't be angry with you." ”

"Do you still want to fertilize the flowers?"

The girl nodded vigorously and said, "Yes."

"Let's go, it's getting late, it's going to be dark."

Shu Yao didn't dare to move, she quietly pointed to Song Zhengze, who was mourning with a face, and the meaning was obvious.

Song Jiming looked over and said, "Dad, I'll take Shu Yao to the yard, you can rest for a while." ”

The attitude of the man is respectful and polite, but it does not make people feel any respect.

Song Zhengze's shrewd eyes glanced at the man, snorted coldly, and got up to leave.

"Dad, go slowly."

Shu Yao waved his hand at Song Zhengzhi's back, and followed Song Jiming and said, "Dad, go slowly." ”

She did it on purpose.

is to be angry with Song Zhengze.

Let him scold her good people.

After speaking, Shu Yao squatted down, resting his chin on the man's lap, grinning, looking like he was begging for praise.

Song Jiming pinched her delicate cheeks and said in a relaxed tone: "Very smart." ”

"Of course, I'm a little prodigy!"

Shu Yao stood up, pushed up the wheelchair and walked out, muttering in her mouth, "Hurry up, go, don't let Xiaohuahua wait, what if Xiaohuahua has no food to eat and doesn't bloom." ”

The girl pushed the wheelchair very fast, and almost ran up, Aunt Qiao saw it, was startled, and chased her and shouted, "Shu Yao, push slowly!" Can't be so fast! ”

"Got it."

Shu Yao responded, but his movements were inconsistent.

She didn't stop until she pushed it to the edge of the fertilizer.

She gasped and complained: "Good man, your family is too big, I'm going to be tired to death." ”

Song Jiming bent down to get the bag of fertilizer on the ground, and then, a mellow and deep voice slowly sounded, "I know that I am tired, don't run so fast next time, I am fine, you can't stand it yourself." ”

"Oh."

was preached.

Shu Miao pouted unhappily and glanced at him quietly.

Running so fast is not to let him feel the speed of running.

Let him not care so much about what Song Zhengze said.

However, Song Jiming didn't know what she really thought.

The girl tilted her head to look at the man's serious and diligent fertilization movements, and wondered, when will he understand himself......

Song Jiming thought that Song Zhengze's words to let him move back were just a momentary anger, but he didn't expect that two days later, two trucks from the moving company stopped at the door of his house.

On the car leading the way in front, sitting was the housekeeper of the Song family, Uncle Qin.

The old man, who was over fifty years old and still in good spirits, wore a gray tunic coat, got out of the car, walked to the wrought iron door, looked at the black-clothed man guarding the door, and said politely: "I am the housekeeper of the Song family, and I have come to pick up Young Master Ming at the order of Master Song. ”

The man in black knew Uncle Qin and knew that this was a ruthless character with a smile and a knife.

The two looked at each other, and one of them hurried inside to report the news.

Song Jiming, who was playing chess with Shu Yao, heard that Uncle Qin had brought someone to move.

His hand holding the chess piece stopped, and his dark eyes were unwavering.

Shu Yao lowered his head and leaned over to look at his expression, and asked the sluggish man curiously, "Good man, what's wrong with you?" Who's out there? ”

Song Jiming faced her, smiled suddenly, and explained gently: "Uncle Qin, the housekeeper of the Song family, he came to pick us up and go to the Song family to live." ”

"Huh?"

The girl exclaimed, "Then we can't come back?" ”

Song Jiming nodded.

Shu Yao immediately quit.

Going to live at Song's house?

Doesn't that mean she's going to live with that group of spirits?

She didn't want to die that early!

The girl sat on the chair with a sad face, and said, "I don't want to leave here, I want to live here." ”

"Good man, let's not go over there, okay? How nice it is here, there is everything, why change places. ”