Early the next morning, after breakfast, Ye Chu went back to the manor with Song Chengyuan.

Old Madam Song was very happy, pulled Ye Chu to say this and that, and complained to her about Song Chengyuan's dull temperament from time to time, and the atmosphere was lively for a while.

Song Benlian sat on the side, with a smile on her face, but it was a little false, she suddenly noticed a cold gaze falling on her, Song Benlian was shocked, and instinctively looked at the owner of that sight.

Song Chengyuan's face was cold, and there was a trace of blood hidden in his dark eyes, and he was staring at her coldly.

"Cheng Yuan, do you have anything to say to me?" Song Benlian said softly.

"Hmm." Song Chengyuan retracted his gaze, and his voice was low, "You let Song Mocheng come over." ”

Song Benlian's pupils shrank, she hurriedly maintained the smile on her surface, but her heart was actually already turbulent, "This is the manor, it's not good to let him come over, he is estimated to be at work now, why don't you let him go to the company to see you another day?" ”

"No need, just now."

Old Madam Song and Ye Chu also stopped talking, Ye Chu frowned slightly, this is the purpose of her coming here today, but as everyone knows, Song Chengyuan's heart is the same as she thinks.

In her heart, there was some complexity for a while.

Yesterday's events, he took to heart.

"Look at this ......, old lady"

"Hmm." Although Mrs. Song didn't like it, her grandson had already said so, and he must have his intentions.

Song Benlian had no choice but to call Song Mocheng and ask him to come over, she wiped the sweat of her palms without a trace, and when she came back, she coincidentally met Ye Chu's gaze, she smiled, but Song Benlian had a feeling that her heart was being seen through.

An hour later, Song Mocheng arrived.

It's different from Song Chengyuan.

Song Mocheng brought a pair of silver-framed glasses, with a smile like a spring breeze on his face, and the whole person looked a little elegant and bookish, and very sunny, looking at it made people feel warm and there was no distance.

"Old Mrs. Song, Mr. Song, Mrs. Song." He stood behind Song Benlian, bowing his head slightly, neither humble nor arrogant.

Old Madam Song was stunned for a moment when she saw Song Mocheng, and then nodded coldly, but the fingers she put on Ye Chu's leg trembled slightly.

Song Mocheng's face, in terms of facial features and demeanor, is very similar to the son of Mrs. Song's untimely death.

"Grandma, I'll help you go back to rest." Ye Chu sensed that something was wrong with Old Madam Song, so he said softly.

"Don't get in the way, you're here, I'll go back by myself." The servant hurriedly came over to support Mrs. Song.

After the old lady left.

The scene fell silent.

In the air, there was a faint sense of solemnity.

Song Benlian's heart was beating rapidly, and after watching the old lady leave, she also wanted to leave here, but her son was still here, and she had a hunch in her heart, almost knowing what Song Chengyuan was going to say next.

"I've heard that Mexican City has been in some trouble lately." Song Chengyuan asked lightly.

"It's okay, it can be handled after a while."

Song Chengyuan looked at him slowly, "Mocheng, if you stay abroad honestly, I won't attack you." ”

"What does Mr. Song mean by this?" Song Mocheng smiled gently, "My mother is still here, I can't stay abroad for the rest of my life and not come back." ”

"In that case, I won't go around in circles with you, I'll give you three days to go through the immigration procedures, and I won't delve into what happened before." Song Chengyuan took out his mobile phone.