Song Fusheng is a very smart person, an invisible god of learning, and he is tall and handsome, in the school grass rankings of various schools, Song Fusheng belongs to the school grass in the school grass, the best school grass.

Song Fusheng has always lived a step-by-step life, without any defects, and is completely a good child with excellent character and learning. Because of this, Song Zhaoshui did not often interfere in his son's life. Hua Bijin heard from her mother that Song Fusheng planned to live alone after high school. A person lives in a large house. I didn't even think about it. She does not lack a big house, what she lacks is the courage to live alone. It's impossible to imagine how a person survives those thunderous and rainy nights, it's really terrifying.

Since knowing this, Hua Yijin has become more determined that Song Fusheng is a free and easy person, he is like a summer wind, coming and going without a trace. She couldn't catch the wind, and she couldn't figure out Song Fusheng's thoughts.

"If you have any difficulties, look for Fusheng. Floating life is available at any time. Song Zhaoshui said with a smile. He likes this child, who is beautiful and has a gentle personality. What a good boy through and through.

"Thank you, Uncle Song. It's just that my grades are too poor, and I'm really embarrassed to trouble Song Fusheng to help me tutor. "Flowers are like brocade to say truthfully.

The academic performance of the flowers is not at the bottom, but compared to the two of them, they are really not in the same world. Shen Qingjia is the first place every year and has never missed. Shen Qingjia is always number one. Flowers have become accustomed to it, and it is not strange to see it. But those adults don't think so, any time they look at Shen Qingjia as if they are looking at a test god, they wish this was their child.

"You are the wind, I am the sand, lingering to the end of the world." The flowery mobile phone rang suddenly.

"It's my dad." After glancing at Song Fusheng, Hua Yijin pressed the answer button.

"Okay, Dad. and so on. The call was over quickly. The mood is a little sluggish.

"Brocade. What did your dad say? ”

"My dad told me to go back tomorrow." Hua Bijin answered truthfully.

"Then it can't be helped. Let's send you home first. ”

"Uncle Song, I'm sorry for you."

The car soon arrived at its new home in the town.

"Song Fusheng, we'll see you tomorrow." "Uncle Song, goodbye."

"Like brocade, please say hello to your parents on my behalf." Song Zhaoshui motioned to Hua Rujin to hurry home.

waited until Hua Rujin entered the house, and Song Zhaoshui started the car and left.

As soon as the flowers left, the atmosphere in the car suddenly became different. The father and son were silent for about five or six minutes, and Song Zhaoshui suddenly spoke.

"Yesterday afternoon, I swiped 9,800 yuan. I wonder what exactly you bought. ”

"What does this have to do with you?" Song Fusheng wasn't going to tell him.

"Of course I have the right to know my money."

"I also have the right to remain silent."

"Song Fusheng, even if you don't say it, I can find out."

"Then you'll go check it out. What else are you asking me for? ”

"You know I'm not going to do that. You respect your privacy. ”

"Thank you."

“…… But don't you have anything else to say to me? ”

"I will definitely not disappoint you in the high school entrance examination. I can also guarantee that my father and mother's top reputation at Royal View Court will never be tarnished. Song Fusheng knew what his parents valued most, and all the words he said hit Song Zhaoshui's heart. Song Zhaoshui was determined not to ask about money anymore, anyway, he just asked casually, and he didn't really want to know how his son spent it.

The Song family is never short of money. Compared with money, Song Zhaoshui values Song Fusheng's future more.