When night fell, Song Yunshen called Mencius in advance on the way back and said that he was going to Guo's house for dinner tonight.

A small birthday party, with only a few friends and relatives invited.

As for inviting Song Yunshen, maybe it was because of Guo Jiamu.

Meng Zijin was still wandering, she wanted to go, but she was afraid to go.

"I knew you wanted to go, so I agreed." When Song Yunshen came back, he saw that she looked at a loss, so he coaxed in a low voice, "Don't worry, I will deal with it on the Meng family's side." ”

"Shall you leave now?" Mencius simply put on light makeup, straightened the hair around his ears, and looked at him sideways.

"Well, hurry, it's a two-hour drive from here to there." Song Yunshen said that he had already taken her hand and got up to go out.

Mencius frowned.

The headquarters of Fangting is also in the south of the city, which is also more than two hours by car, thinking of this, she grabbed Song Yunshen's finger and asked, "To tell you the truth, before I entered Anku's studio, didn't you live here?" ”

Song Yun gripped his teeth and nodded.

"Moved here because of me?" Mencius had obviously guessed it, but he just wanted to hear him explain it himself.

"If there is an opportunity to chase you, I will naturally not let it go." Song Yunshen was frank and admitted, turned over his big hand, and then wrapped her small hand, "I have been living in Hangzhuang in the south of the city before, and I am bored alone, and you are in a hurry to find a house, so I will come to accompany you." ”

Meng Zijin sighed, his voice muffled, "But you have to drive more than two hours to and from work." ”

"Occasionally, there is a driver to pick up." went downstairs, Song Yunshen pulled the car door and pushed her shoulders to let people get into the car, and helped buckle the seat belt by the way, "You should be happy for me, if it weren't for this, how could I chase you so easily." ”

Mencius raised his eyebrows in relief.

The Guo family's small bungalow was not far from the city, and when Song Yunshen and Mencius arrived, the Guo family stood up again and again, and it seemed that they were waiting for him.

When Mencius entered the door, he politely said hello, his palm was held by Song Yunshen, and his demeanor was intimate, like the little wife of a big man.

"Mr. Song, welcome." Guo Cheng greeted him, and was a little surprised when he looked at Mencius, "Come on, don't stand, everyone sit down." ”

There are not many people, except for a few relatives of the Guo family, there is only Song Yunshen, an outsider, and those relatives know that Song Yunshen will come, and all eyes fall on him.

You must know that this big guy is not something anyone can invite, but he didn't expect to attend a small birthday party.

So it disappeared soon after, saying that the founder of Fangting had put a lot of effort into keeping Guo Jiamu. Some people also say that Song Yunshen has a great relationship with Guo Jiamu's brothers, if it weren't for Song Yunshen's public favorite girl, I'm afraid that netizens would knock the CP of these two men.

"Jiamu, give me the vegetables." Guo Cheng paid much attention to Zheng Hehe, and saw that she didn't seem to have much appetite, so he spoke directly from afar.

Everyone at the table could hear this, and those relatives who were prejudiced against Zheng He did not dare to disagree.

"It's okay, I can clip it myself." Zheng Youhe was slightly embarrassed, swallowed his saliva, his body straightened, and he couldn't relax even if he took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the hand under the table was secretly suppressed, and the person next to her whispered in her ear while serving her vegetables, "Isn't your stomach hungry, relax." ”

Mencius secretly glanced at the two of them, and let them go.

Since he didn't have to play on stage, Zheng Youhe's psychological fear has decreased a lot, and now he is accompanied by Guo Jiamu, which is obviously very beneficial.

The bell must be tied to the bell, although the heart disease is difficult to treat, but it is not without a cure, Zheng Hehe wants to cure it, he has to rely on the people of the Guo family.

After thinking about it for a while, Mencius suddenly felt that he should tell Guo Jiamu about it.

The person who should have been with Zheng He and his side should be Guo Jiamu.

Zheng Youyou did relax a little, but she never adapted, until after eating this meal, she gradually stretched her body after Guo Cheng sent the group of relatives away, and leaned on Guo Jiamu weakly.

Guo Jiamu turned sideways and put his arm around her shoulders, "Dad and Mom miss you a lot." ”

Zheng Youyou knows, always knows.

"With and." After Guo Cheng finished making tea, he got up and shouted, beckoning her to come and sit, together with Mencius, "Zijin, you too, come to Uncle." ”

His voice was desolate, and he was full of distress when he looked at Zheng Youyou.

"Dad, don't you have bad kidneys, what are you doing drinking so much tea?" Zheng Youhe sat down, probably because he was nervous, and this sentence blurted out like this.

Mrs. Guo was stunned for a few seconds, and after reacting, she hurriedly smiled and agreed, "That's it, what about you, did you listen to it?" ”

Mencius smiled, tugged at Song Yunshen's sleeve, and motioned for him to sit beside him.

Probably because of Song Yunshen's presence, Guo Cheng was a little restrained, rubbing his hands against his thighs, and he stopped talking.

"Mr. Guo." Song Yunshen smiled, "Aside from the Fang Ting, I'm just your son's friend now, and besides, if Zijin calls you uncle, I should call you that." ”

"No, no, no!" Guo Cheng waved his hand modestly, "I'm not used to it." ”

Guo Jiamu laughed, "Where did you go with the momentum of saying that you want to break my legs?" ”

"Guo Jiamu!" Guo Cheng reprimanded him.

"He has a weak heart." Guo Jiamu suddenly raised his mouth and said to Song Yunshen, "I didn't give up before, I was stunned to introduce Mencius to me as a girlfriend, I said at the time, brothers and wives can't be bullied, he doesn't believe it." ”

Guo Cheng: "......"

Don't let this son go.

Mencius sneered, "Okay, don't always tear down the stage, let Uncle Guo say something." ”

Zheng and He sat on the sofa, holding the teacup in his fingers, and glanced at Mrs. Guo from time to time.

Guo Cheng followed these words, "I intend to invite Mr. Song to come today, first, to thank Mr. Song for his recognition of Jiamu and his sponsorship for so many years. ”

Guo Jiamu has won numerous awards on the piano, but he has always thought that the results of his own hard work have been unaware that Song Yunshen has been paving the way for him.

Guo Jiamu hissed, his legs folded, "You are also so formal about this." ”

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, and everyone was waiting for Guo Cheng's next sentence.

"The second is to hope that Mr. Song can also help and cooperate." As he spoke, he looked at Zheng Hehe, and the apology in his eyes became more obvious, "Although he is not related by blood, our husband and wife have always treated her as their own daughter, and she, like Jia Mu, is a rare piano genius." ”

Zheng Youhe fell into chaos, his brain was confused, and his heart was beating faintly faster.

"Sponsor her on stage?" Song Yun narrowed his eyes deeply, but he didn't understand.

Meng Zijin frowned, stood up abruptly, and had a premonition, "Uncle Guo, can you talk about this matter privately?" ”

Guo Cheng looked at Zheng Youhe and didn't speak.

Guo Jiamu put down his folded legs, then stood up, deliberately squeezed on a sofa with Zheng Hehe, wrapped one hand around her shoulder, and laughed, "Hehe's current life is also comfortable, there is nothing wrong with being a piano teacher, there is no need to be on the international stage." ”

"You know what?" Guo Cheng blamed him for being troublesome, and insisted despite Mencius's dissuasion, "Doesn't she want to be on stage?" There's no way she's on that stage! ”

Mencius's heart sank.

Guo Jiamu's smile froze on his face, "What do you mean?" ”

On the contrary, it was Zheng Youhe, after being nervous, he ended up calm.

She really guessed correctly, the Guo family and his wife sent someone to investigate her, but she didn't understand what to do with Song Yunshen about this matter.

Mencius looked at Zheng Hehe worriedly, and couldn't help but clench his palms.

Zheng Youhe looked over and signaled that he was fine.

Song Yunshen's expression was very light, but he heard something somewhat, and only Guo Jiamu was not calm when he was present.

"So Mr. Guo found a few relatives to verify the changes in your daughter, and he came to me in the hope that I could help her get on that stage?" Song Yunshen quietly reached out his hand, hooked the fingertips of Meng Zijin who pinched his palms uncontrollably because of the tightness, and said while reassuring, "Mr. Guo should have also found out about her relationship with Zijin, right?" For Zijin's sake, it's impossible for me not to help. ”

Mencius looked at him almost reflexively, and his eyes seemed to say: What kind of help do you use?

Guo Jiamu had no patience to listen, pulled Zheng Hehe to get up and walked upstairs, Zheng Youhe knew what he was going to say, and explained when he got up, "I'll make it clear to him, you continue." ”

When Song Yunshen talked about being able to help her, her eyes really lit up.

The wrist was grabbed tightly, Zheng Youhe couldn't struggle, so he could only let Guo Jiamu lead him, until he was dragged into the convenience after going upstairs.

"Guo Jiamu, you can't tap it!" Zheng Youhe's heartbeat didn't subside, but he didn't know why he couldn't lose any temper at the moment, and his voice seemed to be weak, soft and lethal.

"What does it mean that you can't get on stage?" Guo Jiamu just wanted to hear her.

He always thought that Zheng Youhe, like Mencius, was not interested in that stage, but the truth was different, he kept saying that he liked her, but he couldn't even see this flaw.

Zheng Youhe took a deep breath and confessed: "You have also seen that when your third uncle and sixth uncle were there, my hands were shaking when I ate, and it was not until they left that they eased up. ”

Guo Jiamu's breathing fluctuated, and his expression gradually became complicated.

Zheng Youhe fixed his eyes, and when he raised his eyes and saw his eyes, he couldn't stand it, so he covered his hand and laughed, "Isn't it that you can't go on stage, and you don't have to be a pianist, you also said that the piano teacher is also very good." ”

"That's different." Guo Jiamu's voice was hoarse, he took Zheng Youhe's hand down, and hugged the person into his arms in distress, "Why don't you tell me?" Zheng Yoyo, why didn't you tell me? ”

He repeated these words, Zheng Youhe's tense emotions were finally no longer tense, his breathing was chaotic, and tears flowed uncontrollably, "Because I'm afraid." ”

As soon as she takes the stage, she will remember the scene of the theatrical gala when she was twelve years old.

At that time, I was only in junior high school, but I just played a tune on stage, and I was pointed at by the people in the audience.

They said that she was deliberately abandoned by the Zheng family to the door of Guo's house, and then deliberately retrieved it for many years, saying that she would suffer a lot after enjoying herself in the Guo family, saying that she was a fake daughter, and that she was an impostor.

You can imagine how lethal all kinds of abusive words can be for a twelve-year-old girl.

And those people are telling the truth.

She was indeed deliberately placed at the door of Guo's house by the Zheng family.

On the day the Zheng family picked her up, the Guo family did give a large amount of money to the Zheng family.

She is indeed a fake daughter.

Even if I finally transfer schools, those foul words are always engraved in my mind and linger.