Although it was a happy event, there was not much cheerful atmosphere at the He family's breakfast table. He Qi got together with Wang Weicong's old friend last night, and drank too much tea, causing insomnia before falling asleep in the middle of the night. I slept a little more in the morning and didn't come to the family's first breakfast.

He Huaizhi was depressed all night last night, but he had to get up early in the morning and go to the company for a while. To avoid excessive dark circles, I also asked He Qingyi to borrow some concealer to cover the cover.

Xie Mulian originally wanted to propose to get engaged first and drag it on for a year and a half, but there might be a change later. But He Dongren didn't mention it, and no one rushed to the premise of the old man. Not only did he not dare to mention it, but he also had to do the marriage early, because the old man was already thinking about holding his great-grandson.

Song Shuyu naturally took a sip of the pure milk in front of him. She seemed to think that a pair of eyes were looking at her, and she raised her eyes, but she didn't notice anything unusual, so she ate her breakfast slowly.

He Dongren glanced at Song Shuyu, hesitated for a moment, and said in a serious tone, "Shuyu, I support your work, there is nothing wrong with being an independent woman." It's just that now it's the He family, so you still have to pay a little attention to this dress. At the new product launch conference that day, the clothes were good-looking, but they were too sexy. Don't blame Dad for being an antique, this is really not suitable. ”

Song Shuyu pursed her lips gently and obediently, and said, "Actually, I also realized it." But the organizer prepared a dress for me that day, and I couldn't help it. Dad, I remember, promise there will be no next time. ”

After she finished speaking sweetly and softly, coupled with that beautiful and fragrant face, who could bear to say anything more.

He Dongren nodded, glanced at Song Shuyu more, but thought of something else.

The He family, except for He Huaichi, was thinking about how good it was for this woman to become He Huaizhi's daughter-in-law.

Only He Huaichi was thinking, this woman is already my daughter-in-law.

After a simple breakfast, Song Shuyu had to go back upstairs to change into a set of clothes, and then go back to the door with He Huaichi.

Xie Mulian got up and handed over the milk cup, "Drink more milk, it's good for your skin." I don't think you even drank two sips, don't you think it tastes good? ”

"Nope. That's how it is drunk at home. Song Shuyu took it and took two more sips in front of Xie Mulian.

"What a good boy. No wonder the skin is so good, Qingyi, this child doesn't like to drink milk when he is young, I have been worried for many years. You and Huaichi go back and bring a good message to your father and aunt for me. ”

"Got it."

Song Shuyu changed into a decent suit, and he looked a lot more mature and stable.

Born with a good skin, every time a different style of dressing will make people shine.

He Huaichi was already waiting for her downstairs, and when he saw her coming, he stepped forward to greet her and took a handbag for her. The two of them looked respectful and went out the door together.

An hour's drive to Song's house.

Last night, He Huaichi told her that it was too late, and she didn't know if she didn't care about the form of returning to the door, or if she forgot it for a while, in short, she didn't make a special phone call to inform her.

But when they arrived at the Song family, it was obvious that the family had prepared for the two of them.

He Huaichi asked the assistant to bring the gifts, seven or eight bags of large and small, which can be seen to have been prepared in advance.

"Huaichi sit down, what are you doing with so many things? Just come and go. Dong Nian said with a warm smile.

gently took Song Shuyu's hand again, but Song Shuyu was awkward and pulled back without moving. Dong Nian didn't have him on his face, and still asked with concern, "You've been tired outside these days, right?" I stewed soup for you, and I want to drink a few more sips at noon. ”

"Thank you." She pursed her lips and smiled, and turned her head to look at Song Jingliang, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper.

Since the death of his mother, Song Jingliang has become very reticent. She remembers that her father used to be very smiling and talkative.

She walked over, sat down next to Song Jingliang, put her arm around his shoulder, and said coquettishly, "Dad, your baby daughter is back, why don't you react at all?" ”

Song Jingliang put down the newspaper and patted the back of her hand, "This is still your home." ”

One sentence gave Song Shuyu a sense of security, this is still her harbor, and her father is still her mountain, allowing her to rely on.

The warm scene of the father and daughter, He Huaichi has only seen it, but he has never felt him. He stood to the side, as if he couldn't speak.

Song Jingliang put a stack of newspapers on the coffee table, and then said, "Why don't you sit?" is so stubborn, it is not like the style of the He family. ”

Anyway, the beating was useful. He Huaichi didn't dare not be disrespectful to Song Jingliang.