Bo Xu looked helplessly at her who was bent over and clumsy, it was very similar to the appearance of bandaging his wound last time.

As soon as he got out of the car and walked over slowly, he was inexplicably injured before he could make a sound.

In addition, he has a habit of cleanliness, and his mood is becoming more and more unpleasant.

Even if Song Nuan has many years of design experience, he doesn't know what brand of clothes he wears, but just looking at the materials and materials, it must be very expensive.

The more she wiped it, the more she sang, and she couldn't save it, so she gave up and straightened up with her red face.

"How much? I'll pay you for it. ”

Repay?

The corners of Bo Xu's lips curled, looking at the almost scrapped coat, and snorted coldly, this price is tens of millions, I'm afraid I can't afford to sell her.

"Three million."

"What?"

"Three million?" Bo Xu repeated tirelessly.

Song Nuan gasped and counted the fingers hidden behind him.

A three, followed by six zeros.

This is an astronomical amount for her, and she will have to work all her life to afford this dress.

Bei Tooth bit his lower lip, and suddenly had an idea.

She stared at Bo Xu with a smile, "Brother-in-law, this is about to become a family, so you can be cheaper." ”

"What do you call me?" Bo Xu's eyes narrowed slightly.

Song Nuan waved his hand and said innocently: "Brother-in-law." ”

"Hurry up and give the money."

“……”

Song Nuan gritted her teeth ruthlessly, grabbed Bo Xu's mobile phone and entered a string of numbers on it.

"This is my mobile phone number, my installment head office, right? And you know my dad too, I can't run. ”

She's not the kind of person who doesn't pay back the money.

Bo Xu took back his phone, looked at the messy suit and had no interest in continuing, turned around and left.

……

In the middle of the night, the half-moon hangs obliquely and the stars twinkle.

As soon as Song Nuan entered the door, he saw a vicissitudes of life sitting on the stone bench in the garden.

Song Nuan knew the man, walked to his side, and coughed lightly: "Dad, I was reading outside, and I couldn't get a taxi until I came back so late." ”

The hour hand on the watch now points to half-past eleven, and it is late at night.

Father Song turned around, and when he took off his glasses, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and he looked exhausted.

He then took a key out of his bag and placed it on the stone table.

"Xiao Nuan, Dad knows that you have suffered a lot of grievances in this family."

Song Nuan suddenly felt very uncomfortable with Father Song, and the atmosphere between the two suddenly became very awkward.

"No, that's good."

"You say no, but I know it like a mirror. Since I brought you back fourteen years ago, Hui Lin and Jia Mi have not been very kind to see you, I have seen it in my eyes and hurt in my heart. I'm sorry for you...... I'm even more sorry for your mother......"

"No, don't say that, Dad."

Song Nuan interrupted Song's father's words.

There is nothing wrong with it, things have happened for so many years, and the present should face the future.

"This is a house I bought a few days ago, and it's quite close to where you work."

Looking at a key lying quietly on the stone table, Song Nuan suddenly felt sour.

"I don't, I'll move out of here soon." She shook her head.

"No, Xiao Nuan, you misunderstood me." Father Song's voice was hoarse, he took a sip of the tea that had already been cold on the side, and continued: "I don't mean to drive you away, you live in this house aggrieved and restricted, it is good for you to move out and live, you can rest assured, the house is written in your name." ”

"It's not like Dad doesn't want you anymore......"

Father Song didn't wait for her answer, stood up straight and walked straight into the house.