Yin Xue'er: "......" Why does she have the feeling of getting out of the wolf's den and entering the tiger's den?

The other side.

Jingzhong, Song family.

"The father doesn't think about his daughter, but also thinks about himself, the mother canceled the celebration banquet and accepted the daughter's pair of cards, so how can our father and daughter have a better time at home in the future?"

Song Yun couldn't help but be anxious.

The Song family has a first-class status in the capital, regardless of family, connections, and resources, they are among the best, but the Song family is not harmonious, and his father can't speak at home, and he is even more soft-spoken.

It is even more of a joke to want to rely on the status of the adopted daughter of the Song family to make people treat people differently.

However, she has the Shen family.

The Shen family has been fortunate to be stained with the dragon vein since the beginning of the dynasty, and the foundation is stable, the Song family can't compare at all, and her status is all dependent on her mother, and she is proud to be the daughter of the Shen family.

But my mother didn't like my father!

Take this celebration banquet as an example, if it weren't for the father's sudden announcement that he would come, how could the mother be angry with herself?

She had to talk to her father so that he wouldn't upset her mother.

"Didn't I hear that your mother found a picture of "Hongchang in the World", I want to come back to appreciate it, you also know your father, I like these ancient books and paintings."

"Father!"

Song Yun raised her voice and glanced at Song Yu dissatisfied.

Song Yu is Chinese New Year's Eve second today, and the one who looks is really handsome.

In the entire capital, Song Ershao's appearance is first-class.

But the temperament is too out of tune.

Obsessed with calligraphy and painting ancient books, he also likes to play chess with birds, and he lives exactly the same as an eighty-year-old retired grandfather.

The biggest wish in his life is to eat soft rice, and he doesn't blame the Shen family for disliking it.

Song Yu also knew that she had caused trouble to her daughter, so she put on a posture of being a leader: "Otherwise, I'll tell your mother?" Please, her? ”

"Father, don't make a mess."

"Your master doesn't care, isn't this celebration banquet also a glorification on his face."

When it came to Huanong, Song Yun was even more irritable.

"Now the master's mind is not here, but he cares a lot about an outsider, this person has made his daughter unhappy many times, but her daughter has no way at all."

She had heard of the big trouble in Zhonghe Yuzhuo, and heard that even Jingda Pharmaceutical was alarmed.

If even Jingda Pharmaceutical favored that kid, what confidence would she have!

Song Yun looked at him: "Why don't you think of a way for me by my father?" ”

"What can I do?" Song Yu refused without thinking about it.

He is a second ancestor who eats soft rice.

It is better to count on him than on dogs.

"Don't expect your daughter to spend money on her father's day."

"I'm going to talk to Hua Lao, for the sake of my face, he will definitely come over."

After Song Yu finished speaking, he stood up, walked a few steps and found that he didn't bring his canary, turned around and lifted his treasure cage, and then stepped out of the door.

But as soon as I went out, I regretted it.

He's got a fart face.

It's strange that the old thing can see his face.

But it's not cheap for him to buy calligraphy and paintings on weekdays, except for the Song family's public middle school, many of them are secretly subsidized by Song Yun, and he has to think of a way for himself, at least let the old man come back to grow his daughter and add face.

That's right!

Airfare money!

He hasn't asked for the ticket yet!

He can't pay for it himself!

Huanong is not available during this time.

He was busy to death.

Several old academicians came over and wanted Qiao Yu to escort Jingda Medicine by name, and he wanted to agree, but Song Zhongguo's old thing directly wanted to blow people away.

He had a headache to death, and he saw Song Yu's good face.

Thanks to the publisher for the 100 book coins.

It's a little late today, and it's tomorrow morning.

Update the red sleeve tip tomorrow.

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I love you to death!!!