They had already arrived at Song Changlin's car, Song Changlin was about to open the door, Song Changwen called him, he paused, and turned his head to look at Song Changwen: "Sister." ”

Every time I hear Song Changlin call sister, Song Changwen has a very heavy sense of responsibility in her heart.

She raised a hand and patted Song Changlin on the shoulder, "You are my own brother, we are a family." ”

Song Changlin nodded, "Hmm." ”

Song Changwen's eyes and tone were very sincere, "My sister's expectation for you is not to inherit the Song family, not to cultivate an heir to inherit the family business, but to want you to be safe." ”

In the latter sentence, every word she said felt very heavy.

After speaking, she stared at Song Changlin's face without blinking, and there was a touch of melancholy in her eyes.

Song Changlin curled his lips and smiled bitterly, "But the blind pursuit of peace can't protect the people you care about." ”

A slightly self-deprecating tone, very informative.

"Hey." Song Changwen sighed, "I don't know what kind of background your mother has, but through my father's deathbed entrusted me to protect you well, and protect you every step of the way, I can also guess that your mother's background is definitely not simple." ”

She paused in her voice, and then continued: "The person you care about is nothing more than Lin Yiqian, Lin Yiqian has been in the entertainment industry smoothly over the years, I wonder if you are helping in secret." ”

After speaking, she stared at Song Changlin's eyes, not missing the slightest reaction.

Song Changlin's reaction was not disguised in the slightest, he curled his lips and asked Song Changwen with a smile: "Nian Shen found something, right?" ”

Regarding Song Changwen's speculation, he was not surprised by the doubts he expressed.

Song Changwen shook her head, "He hasn't found it yet, it's just my own guess." ”

Song Changlin chuckled again, "He may just not want to admit it, and he doesn't want to accept everything I did for Xiaoyi." ”

With that, he turned around and glanced into the room.

The emotions and emotions revealed in her eyes were very responsible, and Song Changwen looked at it, feeling distressed and helpless.

She stretched out her hand to hold Song Changlin's arm, and said with a smile: "It's also your nephew, don't you see that they are living like demons and dogs now." ”

Song Changlin withdrew his gaze, gave Song Changwen a smile back, and didn't answer her topic, "Go back." ”

With that, he reached out and pulled the car door, bent down and clenched the car.

He now lives with Song Changwen, and the two of them can go back together, and Song Changwen wants to chat with him, so he asks the driver to take the car to a meeting by himself.

She went around to Song Changlin's passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, and Song Changlin sent the car.

There is a pink crystal chain hanging on the rearview mirror of the car, and the hanging ornament on it is Gu Nianjia's style at a childish glance, and it sways with the car.

Especially at night, the light of the street lamp shines on it, shining but not dazzling.

Song Changwen couldn't help but reach over, grabbed the snowflake pendant under the chain, gently rubbed it twice with her fingertips, then put it down, and turned her head to look at Song Changlin: "Jiajia is about to turn twentieth birthday, did she tell you what she wants?" ”

Song Changlin was a little surprised, and turned his head to glance at Song Changwen.

Then he said, "If you can go and celebrate her birthday, I think it would make her happier than any gift." ”

Song Changwen's face changed, and she didn't answer.

Turning his head and looking out of the car window, a pair of shrewd eyes gradually dyed with a touch of melancholy thoughts, mixed with a trace of unwillingness.