With Song Cheng's rigid and upright character, he will definitely not be able to cope with this strength!

I am the youngest and most promising young scholar in the whole empire, and you came to marry me, and when I lost power and became a librarian, you dumped me?

Song Cheng was afraid that he wanted to die at that time.

But he chose to take his daughter to live with him, and even did not move for more than 20 years, still leaving the key in the place he had agreed with his wife back then, waiting for her to come home......

O love saint!

Niangniang wants to vomit blood, why can't she meet such a man?

"Aunt Jingwan, none of this matters!

The important thing is that you find a way to be with my dad now.

I've got you covered! ”

Yin Jingwan, "......"

Kid, you're not crazy!

Yin Jingwan looked at Song Jinyan with hesitant eyes, could it be because Song Jinyan was Song Cheng's daughter, and she had a preference for her and misdiagnosed?

Or is this child too sick and his diagnosis level has regressed, and he didn't see it?

Yes, Yin Jingwan agreed to give her psychological counseling not because of the invitation of Xinyu Hospital, nor because of Gu Yumo's face, but because Song Jinyan was Song Cheng's daughter.

Moreover, before giving psychological counseling to Song Jinyan, she had already decided that no matter whether she was sick or not, she would say that she was not sick with her conscience.

Then, find another opportunity to accept Song Jinyan as an apprentice, and let her inherit her mantle, including her huge wealth.

"Thank you, Jinyan.

I didn't expect you to be willing to accept me. ”

Yin Jingwan sighed, with a little helplessness, "For so many years, your mother has lived together in the heart of your senior brother.

Besides, at our age, when we are not together, we don't force it anymore. ”

After speaking, Yin Jingwan didn't seem to want to talk about this topic anymore, and then fiddled with the veal in her hand.

It's a pity for two people.

It's just that other people's sighs are useless, and emotional matters really have to be done by two people willingly.

Thinking about my mother, who I haven't seen for 20 years, will really come back.

Niangniang shook her head, probably not coming back.

In the future, you have to be kind to your father, after all, he is a long-term and pedantic old gentleman.

The two of them were cooking like this, and chatting about some other household things, which was nothing more than Yin Jingwan's concern about Song Jinyan's working environment and personal contacts in the hospital.

Although there were only three people eating, Yin Jingwan made a full ten dishes, including fish, shrimp, meat, eggs and dishes.

In her words, it is a rare opportunity for the senior brother to taste her craftsmanship, of course, to show her virtuous virtue in an all-round way.

After the meal was set, Song Jinyan walked upstairs, knocked lightly on Song Cheng's study door, poked into a little head, and smiled mischievously, "Dad, it's time to eat!" ”

Song Cheng raised his deeply drooping head, put up his glasses and rubbed his somewhat dry eyes.

How do you feel that my daughter is different today from usual?

I am still more accustomed to my daughter talking with a cold face.

Sometimes he feels that the arrogant energy in his daughter is the same as the arrogant heart of his youth.

"Okay, I'll pack my things and go downstairs."

Watching Song Jinyan close the door and leave, Song Cheng did not pack up his book, but thought deeply at the table.

The older my daughter gets, the more she looks like her mother.

The eyebrows and eyes are like, the body is like, and now even the temperament of gestures is similar.

What father doesn't love his daughter? But he is afraid to see his daughter, because when he sees his daughter, he will see people and think about people!

Song Cheng rubbed his temples, turned off the lamp, and went downstairs.

The three of them gathered around the table, and Song Cheng got up to get the wine.

"I'm older, so I'd better drink less."

Yin Jingwan said as she scooped up a bowl of jade cabbage meatball soup and handed it to Song Cheng, Song Cheng lowered his head and took two sips, and a familiar feeling spread in his body.

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