"Uncle, I'm not happy."

She lifted her eyes and repeated it earnestly.

Her eyes are clean, and when she speaks, the longing in her eyes is poignant.

How sad it must be to say that you are unhappy like this.

Song Yu met her eyes quietly, there was no expression on her face, and her eyes were obscure.

"Why aren't you happy?"

The girl lowered her eyes, avoiding his inquiry, clearly not intending to explain.

Song Yu looked at the hand that grabbed him, the green tendons were obvious, and he was thin, restrained his emotions, and said softly: "I know that the housekeeper and the driver made you angry, I have dismissed them all, and no one here will be able to hurt you in the future."

He held the hand back, and his heart, which had always been stiff, showed a moment of softness because of the slightly cool temperature of the palm.

"I promise you, in the future, you can do whatever you want, okay?"

His voice was low, with a tenderness that had never been felt before.

"If you don't like anyone, tell your uncle, and he will always be on your side."

"You don't, it's not happy."

Before the words fell, the girl's hand was withdrawn from his palm without hesitation, her eyes were as cold as her fingers, and her voice was especially: "Uncle, whether you are happy or not is your own business."

"What the rest of the people do to me is their business, it doesn't affect my mood, I just have to be myself."

The temperature that was suddenly withdrawn made Song Yu's face sink, and the girl's words were even more of a blow to him, he suppressed his inexplicable emotions, he went straight to pull her hand, and said softly: "Whatever you want, uncle can satisfy you, it was uncle who neglected you too much before, and uncle won't be able to do it in the future."

If the original owner heard this, he would probably be touched.

After all, most of her sorrow was not given by this silent and cold man.

He just adhered to his filial piety as a grandson, took over her from Song Mingcheng, provided her with food and shelter, provided her with school, made her crow a phoenix, and became the eldest lady of the Song family from a commoner in January, such a favor can be regarded as a huge return in the eyes of everyone.

However, she is not the original owner.

I don't feel moved.

She couldn't ignore that the source of the original owner's greatest sorrow was the man's ignorance.

If he hadn't indulged Song Tianjiao, pretended not to know anything, and only believed in the hypocritical appearance he saw, would the ending be so tragic?

He was so smart that he couldn't be ignorant.

But he chose Song Tianjiao without hesitation.

When he teamed up with Song Tianjiao, he forced the original owner to a dead end.

Don't even think about wiping his dirty hands again.

How much Song Tianjiao was responsible for her injury, he punished the housekeeper and the driver, and thought he could pull Song Tianjiao out?

Do you think you can make up for her?

Is he too strategic, too stupid? Or is she too unworthy?

There is no such simple thing in the world.

Wen Cha sneered in his heart, but his face was quiet.

She dodged his hand lightly, lowered her eyes, and raised a smile at the corner of her mouth, the smile was very shallow, and when she smiled, it was as fresh as a spring in full bloom.

"Thank you, uncle," she said in a low voice, "I don't want anything but this."

Song Yu's hot heart instantly condensed into ice.

He withdrew his hand expressionlessly, and looked down at her in a deep voice: "You still have injuries on your body, and I will talk about it later,"

She didn't speak, and the thinness on her face was colder than the snow and ice on a winter day.

It is obviously impossible to leave in the open.

"I see."

She stood up and bypassed Song Yu before leaving.

Song Yu grabbed her hand and asked uncertainly, "Angry?"

She shook her head.

Song Yu panicked inexplicably, and said without words: "Don't go, I will make you happy in the future."

She turned her back to him, her eyes were full of disgust, and she didn't want to entangle with him: "Uncle, I'm tired."

Song Yu's fingers stiffened, and he let go of her, "It's me who is excited, go back and rest." ”

"Thank you, uncle."

She left him step by step, and when she reached the door, he suddenly stopped her again: "Have you eaten?"

She didn't seem to hear, opened the door, turned around without looking back, and closed the door the moment she cut off the looking back of the man behind her.

The dull sound of the door closing made Song Yu's eyes fall into a sea of ice.

Something suddenly changed.

"Someone."

He shouted.

"Let's find out what Miss Gu has been through in the past few days."

Her expression and eyes were too clear.

His always calm heart was in turmoil.

While he was uneasy, he even felt that the injury on her face was an eyesore, her hand should be very painful, and an inexplicable anger rose in his heart.

In this world, how can there be such a person who is in turmoil?

Let him hate and be willing to eat.

Is he sick, or is he obsessed?

*********

"Song Yu is a little wrong."

When Wen Cha returned to the house, the system immediately came out to make soy sauce, "It's not like it's in the setting." ”

Wen Cha closed his eyes and lay on the bed, calming down the violent heartbeat caused by his body's lack of capacity, "What's the problem?" ”

The system inquired and hesitated and said, "It should be a human design."

Personality?

Wen Cha opened his eyes: "What's the problem?"

System: "It stands to reason that his character should be a cold and ruthless, businessman who chases fame and fortune, and interests are paramount, even if he stumbles upon the delicate relationship between you and the Song family, he will choose to turn a blind eye in order to weigh the interests of the family and himself, and finally let you fend for yourself."

Like the original owner's previous life.

But this Song Domain, no.

"Nothing else, but he seems to care about you a lot about you, and he cares too much about you and being bullied."

"Maybe he just wants to play the Angel of Justice once in a while."

"Really?"

"No, it's not that important."

The important thing is that she is about to leave this unpleasant place, and by the way, she will leave a small gift to President Song, who has been interested in her from the beginning.

System: The host of the "......" spicy chicken is so calculating, it's so worried.

I always feel that something is wrong, especially when facing Song Yu, it is a little reflexive, it doesn't dare to talk to Wen Cha, and it can't see through that guy, why?

It's obviously the strongest, huh?

"Oh yes! Wen Cha sat up from the bed: "Where are my golden thighs in this world?"

The system came back to his senses: I thought this guy was really devoured by the depression left by the original owner!

"He is now attending college in City A, does he need a specific positioning?"

"Hmm."

*********

On the erection day, in the coldly decorated office, the heavy low air pressure has overwhelmed everyone who reports to work.

The secretary trembled and handed over the documents in his hand, suppressed the trembling, and laughed more ugly than crying: "President, this is this month's report, do you want to take a look?"

The man who was as cold as frost and snow raised his eyes from the stack of materials, his eyes were dangerously cold, and the corners of his thin lips brought out extremely angry words: "Get out!"

The secretary was so frightened that he almost fell to the ground, took the report, and ran out with a roll.

The rest of the people walked on thin ice, carefully observing the cold and violent president, for fear that it would be their turn next.

However, the president didn't say anything, and his eyes were glued to the information.

Someone quietly stood on tiptoe to take a look, and the page turned out to be a primary school student wearing a school uniform, as thin as a bamboo pole.

What the hell is this?

"Let's all get out."

The assistant pushed the door in and whispered, "Now the president doesn't have time to talk to you, come back tomorrow."

Everyone rushed to run away as if they had been granted amnesty.

The president is so low in pressure, and he looks like he is killing people at any time, he is scared to death, okay?

The secretary closed the door gently, and inside the house, Song Yu changed color.

His eyes fell on the materials, the studio at dusk, the girl in the school uniform, and another domineering girl.

One is timid and quiet, the other is arrogant.

That's the exact opposite of that.

But when he saw it, his heart hurt.

Something that had been ignored at the beginning suddenly flashed into my mind.

He picked up his phone, "Go and transfer me to the school's 203 building, the fourth floor of surveillance, I want all the surveillance footage for this week." ”

"The first floor of the villa was also transferred to me."

After saying these words, the panic in my heart did not immediately quiet, but intensified.

What exactly? Will it make him lose his cool?

In a hot head, he picked up his coat and drove towards the villa.

Started talking on the way.

"Did the eldest lady go to school?"

"Back to the master, I've already gone."

"Where's Miss Gu?"

"Miss Gu?" The servant was slightly stunned, and said with some panic: "In the morning, the eldest lady got up and found that the driver and housekeeper had changed, so she quarreled with Miss Gu in the house, and the last person went to school...... Miss Gu also went to ......"

"How?"

"Walking, the eldest lady won't let her take the car......"