Chapter 26: Weakness of Heart, Jealousy and Hate (3)
Hearing his wife's words, Song Hao frowned slightly, lowered his voice and said unhappily: "What nonsense!" ”
Mrs. Song tilted her face and frowned: "She said that she wanted revenge, and she also wanted to provoke the brutes from more than twenty years ago." The Song family finally calmed down, and now they have to ...... again Song Nian is sincere and doesn't let us have a good time. ”
"Enough!" Song Hao interrupted his wife's words: "Shut up in front of your father, don't make him angry!" ”
Mrs. Song stopped talking, but just stared at Qiao Wan coldly, both weak and jealous.
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After a period of greetings, Qiao Wan got into the car and sat next to the old man.
Along the way, Song Zhicheng was reminiscing about the things that Song Nian had done before.
said that her mother was such a good woman, well-read and talented.
At that time, there was a saying in the whole Nancheng: Those who win Song Nian will win the world!
After speaking, Song Zhicheng smiled bitterly and raised his eyes to look at Qiao Wan: "Wanwan, I suddenly regret that I have cultivated your mother so well." If she had been stupid or stupid, she might not have been targeted. ”
"So, I'm at fault too."
Hearing this, Qiao Wan took the initiative to hold Song Zhicheng's hand and comforted the elderly man softly: "Mom once told me that my grandfather is the person who loves her the most in the world. She feels very lucky to be her grandfather's daughter. ”
"Really?" Song Zhicheng had mist in his eyes, and he raised his eyes to look out the window to hide his strange emotions.
He was not a good father, he had not avenged her before, and he could not do the same now......
The Song family is no better than more than 20 years ago, in fact, it has long been strong on the outside and on the inside, and it has been stormy.
If he wants to keep the Song family and Qiao Wan, he can only act as if nothing happened.
Song Nian may also know that they can't afford to provoke those people, so he instructed Qiao Wan not to take revenge.
She desperately wants to keep her daughter!
"Grandpa, don't be sad, when we find Qiao Ran, we will honor you." Qiao Wan gently rested his head on Song Zhicheng's shoulder, just like Song Nian pestering him before.
Song Zhicheng raised his hand and stroked Qiao Wan's head, his eyes moist.
It's been four years, can the kid still be found?
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The car stopped in front of the Four Seasons Hotel.
Song Zhicheng got out of the car, and did not forget to turn around and pull Qiao Wan's hand, loving and peaceful: "Child, come!" ”
Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment, and immediately stepped out of the carriage and stood beside Song Zhicheng obediently.
My grandfather's hands were warm, like being held by my parents.
Throughout the whole process, Qiao Wan was pulled by Song Zhicheng and walked to the hall step by step.
Hearing that Song Nian's daughter is back, everyone wants to see what the daughter who once caused a sensation in Jiangcheng and almost destroyed the two major families looks like.
"It's so beautiful, it's so similar to her mother!"
"What's the use of being pretty, who doesn't know that her mom was wheeled before. J's thing, maybe you can't even tell who your father is. ”
"But Song Nian has disappeared for so many years, how can he have the face to send the child back now."
"It is estimated that the Song family is no longer good, so I hurried back to share the property."
"If I were her, I wouldn't have the face to come back."
The voice of the person discussing was very small, but it was still heard by Qiao Wan, the girl's cheeks were white, and her hands tightened unconsciously.
She seemed to understand why her mother left Jiangcheng, and she hadn't thought about coming back for more than 20 years.
It turns out that gossip can really kill people.
Qiao Wan had just come back, and he didn't want to cause trouble for Song Zhicheng, so he had to suppress his anger and continue to move forward.
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There is also a chapter, see you in the evening, ask for tickets.
I'm going to meet soon, excited hearts, trembling claws~