When she got downstairs, Song Yinyin saw a middle-aged man holding her son Song Dabai.

"Big White!" She shouted impatiently.

Song Dabai turned his head, saw her at a glance, and ran over waving his little fat hand: "Mommy-"

Song Yinyin opened her arms and hugged her son's small body.

She was frightened and turned pale.

Her son is her lifeline, and if she is gone, she will not survive.

She hugged her son and kissed and kissed him on his pink little face, and the little one's little body twisted and arched in her arms, as if begging for mercy.

Song Yinyin was angry and anxious: "Where did you go just now?" What did I tell you before? When I went to the toilet, I hurried back to find Mommy. ”

Song Dabai pouted and said aggrievedly: "I finished going to the toilet, it seems that I heard someone playing the piano, I want to go and see it, and then ...... And then I got lost. ”

The little guy pursed his lips and defended seriously, his bangs were sweaty and soft against his forehead.

"That's the music played by the uncles and aunts in the cemetery, not really someone playing the piano." She glanced at her son fiercely and said helplessly.

Probably because her son inherited her musical talent, he has liked to play the piano since he was a child, and this time he returned to China to take him to an important piano competition in China.

The mother and son were talking, and suddenly a middle-aged man's surprised voice came from beside them: "Miss? ”

Song Yinyin was stunned and looked up at his side.

It turned out that the person who spoke was the middle-aged man who found his son.

Feeling that the other party was a little familiar, Song Yinyin couldn't help but ask, "Are you ......?" ”

The middle-aged man is fifty or sixty years old, but he dresses decently, has an elegant temperament, and does not look old.

"Miss, I've been doing things by Old Man Song's side back then, do you remember?" The middle-aged man said excitedly.

Song Yinyin's mind turned, and then it suddenly dawned: "You are Uncle Zhao!" ”

Zhao Huansheng, the most trusted lawyer around his grandfather back then, until his grandfather died and his parents divorced, his grandfather's company became his father's, and his father dismissed many old employees in the company in order to consolidate his power, and Zhao Hengsheng was one of them.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Zhao Huansheng was very excited, and talked a lot to Song Yinyin, mostly asking about her current situation.

After some greetings, Zhao Huansheng looked speechless and stopped.

Seeing this, Song Yinyin said, "Uncle Zhao, do you have anything to say to me?" Let's put it bluntly. ”

Zhao Huansheng said: "The eldest lady knows that when your grandfather died, he left you a huge inheritance. But when you were still a minor, your father took care of the estate. ”

"According to the agreement at the time, this inheritance should be returned to you by your father himself when you reached the age of eighteen. Now that you are an adult, you don't know ...... Mr. Song."

Song Yinyin was taken aback.

In the next second, she grabbed Zhao Huansheng's arm: "Uncle Zhao, what you said is true, my grandfather left me an inheritance?" ”

"I swear with my life that I am absolutely telling the truth."

Zhao Huansheng said seriously, he couldn't help but wrinkle his eyebrows, his eyebrows were full of worry, "Why, you didn't get this inheritance?" My heart sank, and I thought that what I had feared had come true.

Song Yinyin's face turned pale.

Not to mention that she didn't see the shadow of this inheritance, she hadn't even heard of it, and her grandfather left an inheritance for her!

A pair of willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and her drooping hands were clenched.

It seems that it is time to meet his unsympathetic father.