Chapter 49: Dead girl, you stop for Lao Tzu!

Today, Song Nuan deliberately brought Lin Ruize over, as for whether he was playing prestige in front of her and Liu Ruyin or trying to attract Song Cheng's attention, it is unknown.

This meal is destined to carry the smell of gunpowder smoke of war!

If it weren't for the elders here, it would be possible to fight!

After Song Chuyin was glared at by Song Cheng, he ate honestly and went upstairs after eating.

When she came to her room, she was thinking, if Song Nuan brought another man today, maybe her parents would have to give her a training, but who is Lin Ruize, the president of the Lin Group, who would dare to train?

In the novel, the Song family is not as good as the Lin family, and Lin Ruize is a man who can do anything.

Song Chuyin also figured out Liu Ruyin's temper, it was not as bad as written in the novel, so brainless, she just hated Song Nuan a little, and never thought of harming her.

Otherwise, just in the atmosphere downstairs, her mother would have exploded.

Song Nuan came back, at most she kept a calm posture, after all, it was the Song family, Song Nuan was the daughter of the Song family, and she was qualified to come back, so it was impossible to kick people out, at most she didn't speak or say hello, or maintained a superficial relationship.

It's not that she doesn't want Song Nuan to come back, she comes back and comes back, what the hell is Lin Ruize with?

This is the time to meet the parents? It's too fast!

The male and female protagonists are combined, and the female supporting characters will be unlucky!

For the sake of her life, she still has to hide in the future.

They're the ones with the aura of the protagonist!

Don't dare to provoke, don't dare to provoke!

Half an hour later...

Downstairs, Song Cheng wanted to keep the two of them in the villa for a night, but after Lin Ruize refused, he was not at ease, and said, "Do you want Nuan Nuan to stay?" ”

"Uncle and aunt, no need, I'll send Nuan Nuan home later, thank you for your hospitality today." Lin Ruize treats his elders more politely and gentlemanly.

The night breeze blew on Song Nuan's body, she was wearing a white dress today, the corners of her skirt fluttered in the wind, and she was as beautiful as a fairy.

She had just drunk some wine, and her cheeks were slightly red at the moment, with a hint of a different kind of beauty.

Lin Ruize and Song Cheng talked for a while before driving Song Nuan away.

Song Cheng returned to the house, his whole face was clouded, and he could lose his temper at any time.

Liu Ru didn't know what to say at this moment, and complained in her heart about Song Nuan, she can take anyone today, but it is Lin Ruize!

What kind of person is Lin Ruize, who doesn't know?

Don't touch women, there is speculation that he likes men, this is almost thirty, and he is still a bachelor!

There must be something wrong with that!

Although he is very business-minded, what is the use of not having children in the future?

She is not Song Nuan's biological mother, she can't control her, and she doesn't want to care, but Song Cheng is Song Nuan's biological father, so she can't ignore this.

I'm scared to death!

Song Chuyin went downstairs at this time to observe the situation, and when he saw his father like this, he stopped his steps.

Liu Ruyin glanced at her and asked her to go upstairs, your father is angry, don't come down and make trouble.

Unexpectedly, Song Cheng had already noticed her, and roared, "Dead girl, you give me Lao Tzu to stop!" ”

Hey, Song Chuyin sighed in a low voice.

Sitting on the sofa honestly, Song Chengqi's eyes were red, pointed at her nose, and asked angrily, "Did you already know about your sister and that Lin Ruize?" ”

"I don't know! Who knows when they were together. Song Chuyin really doesn't know, remembering her best friend and her spoilers in her previous life, Song Nuan and Lin Ruize don't seem to be together so fast! I also came to see my parents.

I always feel that this plot does not follow the routine in the novel at all.