"Is your variety show coming soon?"

Fu Yunyun nibbled on the meat skewers in her hands, no longer working hard to maintain the style of an elite lawyer, and ate supper with her friends happily.

"yes, probably next Friday. The wooden guide moves quite fast. ”

In fact, it's not that fast, but he can't stand Mr. Ji, he is secretly pushing in the back, there are resources to support him, and there are connections in front of him, if it can be slow, it is really unusual.

"Next Friday, then we'll squat together and start broadcasting." Lin Bai's family has a home theater, and it will be great to use it to watch variety shows when the time comes.

At this time, Lin Bai didn't say anything about variety shows that were not worthy of his equipment, Fu Yunyun finally realized one of her dreams, happily ate a bunch of sharp peppers, and then successfully got spicy, attracting merciless ridicule from the other two.

None of the three of them mentioned the matter of that inheritance, as friends from childhood to adulthood, they naturally knew that at this time, only Song Shushu could figure it out by herself, and the rest of the people couldn't help her.

"Bao'er, I'll print a bunch of your records another day, and you must sign me a unique signature in the world! When you're popular, I'll go to your fan base! Kill them with hunger. ”

Fu Yunyun was a little drunk, holding the wine bottle in one hand and holding the half-eaten skewers in the other, sitting on the carpet but shouting out an eight-zhang high battle.

Song Shushu was frightened by her sudden high-pitched voice, and the wine bottle in her hand was slightly crooked, but fortunately, there was only a small half bottle of wine in it.

"How can anyone be so famous?" She is very open to this matter, and she is famous for her way of living, and she has a way of lying down. Perhaps the alcohol had begun to numb her nerves, and this dizzy state was extremely addictive.

Lin Bai was not happy when he heard this, he pinched his chopsticks and knocked on the wine bottle, trying to brush up on his presence, "Song Xiaoshu, you fight for me, can you have a clear understanding of yourself, you go and see your growing number of fans, and have a long-term vision ~ Clear thinking ~"

"Don't listen to the boss's pies" Song Shushu covered her ears, she didn't know at all, she was also the boss's consciousness.

Lin Bai was very sensitive to her little temper, and sneered: "Cut, virtue." ”

After worrying about this, Sister Lin began to worry about that again,

"Alas, alas, call your junior brother and ask her to wait and pick you up, like a drunk, I won't resist you."

Although Fu Yunyun's alcohol consumption has grown a lot, she drank quickly and violently as soon as she came, and she was already a little drunk before she finished drinking two bottles.

"Brother-in-law? That's not a junior, he is, a big-tailed wolf. ”

She pouted, struggled to reach her phone from the couch, and clicked on the screen with a dazzle.

Lin Bai and Fu Yunyun muttered for a long time, but somehow they became interested, and began to turn over the strategy to try to draw boxing, the only quiet person on the scene was Song Shushu, her eyes were also a little sloppy, sitting on the side and laughing and watching the two of them make trouble.

Fu Yunyun brought over some fruit wine, and the taste and appearance were very good. Song Shushu prefers these beautiful little things, and drinks them one after another.

The light came from the side, through the pale blue liquid in the glass, and the dots of light scattered on her plain face, as if covered with an ambiguous veil.

Ji Sui looked at it and felt inexplicably itchy in his throat, but his eyes didn't leave her lips at all.

"Huh? Don't you let me drink it? ”

Seeing that she was about to open the fourth bottle of wine, Ji Sui finally couldn't bear to stretch out his paw and stop her hand.

He couldn't answer her anything now anyway, and a pair of slightly narrow eyes stared into her eyes for a moment.

Song Shushu was now soft, and she didn't have the strength to resist at all, although Ji Sui's strength at this moment was still easy for her to wield.

She couldn't drink, so she lay down on the couch and looked at him level.

It was as if he had suddenly gotten amused, and his hands kept lingering on his back.

After making a fuss for most of the night, Lin Bai, who often socialized among the three people present, was still sober for two minutes, called the manager, and opened a room for Fu Yunyun to settle down next door, and then went to sleep in the room where he usually lived.

Song Shushu was sleeping soundly on the sofa, and her well-behaved and clever appearance made people forget her existence.

Finally, the house was quiet again.

Ji Sui walked up to her with steps, very helpless. This little drunkard obviously can't drink much, but he can't stand the agitation of those two people, even if it is not a high degree of wine, according to her drinking method, it will be enough to choke.

The breath of one person and one cat is entangled, and when Ji was old, he obviously didn't drink a drop of wine, but at this moment, he was also smoky as if he had drunk a drink.

Those amber eyes had a human touch.

The person on the sofa seemed to be sleeping uncomfortably, and a few chirps overflowed from his throat, Song Shushu was used to holding something in his arms when he slew, and stretched out his hand to rub around.

Ji Sui put the pillow in the corner in her hand with both hands and feet, and after sensing that something was approaching, Song Shushu took it into his arms and suddenly quieted down.

He smiled helplessly, this person is really like a child.

Just as he was about to go to the bed and bring her the quilt in his mouth, the breathing of the person behind him began to grow heavier.

She's crying?

The girl was asleep, but there was a bit of sadness on her face. The fabric that was pressed underneath was quickly soaked with tears.

I don't know what I dreamed of, even if I cried, I cried in the dead of night, and I could only cry after I was asleep.

I've never seen her cry when I'm young, and she's always been very strong.

Song Shushu unconsciously buried his face in the pillow, silently, like a little kitten cub who hid and healed alone after being wronged.

Ji Sui couldn't hold whether she was asleep or not, and was afraid that his movements would wake her up.

He'd grown a lot lately, stretching out and lying on her side, almost as long as one of her arms long.

At the moment, he stayed aside obediently and skillfully, like some kind of sticky big doll.

Sensing the heat source around him, the sleeping person unconsciously leaned closer to his side, this subconscious closeness made Ji Sui feel happy and at the same time the tip of his heart was filled with a trace of distress.

Although he didn't go to today's dinner, he still knew a thing or two about what was going on, and he always had a hunch that maybe she had already known about the existence of this will, and even tried to use it to do something big.

The mother, who brought her a lot of suffering, finally left her daughter with the capital to live in the last sober hours of her life.

Maybe Ji Wan is still having some unrealistic fantasies about Song Qingxiang, thinking that he can take good care of their daughter.

Ji Wan loved and hated her daughter, but all the love and hate became that wisp of smoke, and with her death, it dissipated in this world.

The Song family, Mrs. Qian rarely did not go to bed early, and a group of people gathered in the living room of the old mansion, with heavy faces.

She simply loved and hated Ji Wan's daughter-in-law at the beginning, what she loved was her life experience, and what she hated was her attitude towards Song Qingxiang. I think that although Song Qingxiang was not a top and excellent young man, he was also young and promising in Q City, and he started to contact the family's business early, and the conditions for marriage were good.

She picked and chose among the celebrities, and only then did she pick Ji Wan, who looked obedient, and the two did have a pretty good life after marriage.

When did it start to change?

It may probably be the bowl after bowl of fetal soup during Ji Wan's pregnancy. Song Qingxiang was brought up by an old lady, and after the middle-aged widower, he threw his body and mind on his son, and the Song family is not a very peaceful place, several relatives from near and far are staring at the position of the family, Qian Fangyin is guarding the company outside, and she has to guard against those people to strengthen the family property, and her personality is naturally strong.

Even with the matter of her son and daughter-in-law, Ji Wan is also a girl who grew up in the family, and she endured it once or twice, but the endurance only came in exchange for intensification, Miss Ji couldn't learn to be wronged and begged for perfection, and she quarreled with her mother-in-law for a while.

After she gave birth to Song Shushu, the Song family's opinion of her was much greater. One straw after another, it finally accumulated into a mountain that could crush people, so she moved the idea of divorce.

Unfortunately, in the end, he died suddenly within two days after the divorce.

At the beginning, the divorce case of the husband and wife was about family property, and there was no mention of children.

Song Shushu was "abandoned" again and again.

Tear away the ties of feelings, and what remains is a ruthless entanglement of interests.

Boom!

The solid wood cane poked at the floor, making a dull sound, which was like thunder in the silent living room.

Song Shishi was still chasing dramas with her roommates all night last night, and today she was forced to do business with Liang Chunxue, and she was already sleepy, Qian Fangyin's cane knocked down, and she dozed off most of the time in an instant. She was dissatisfied, but she didn't dare to lose her temper as usual, and she was even more depressed.

"This Ji Wan, don't let me stop when she dies."

Going against her when she was alive made her lose face, and it didn't matter if she didn't leave a son to the Song family, even after she died, she had to find her unhappy with her debt collector daughter.

Song Qingxiang didn't answer this, the relationship between him and his ex-wife was not deep, and even if there were, it would fade to almost nothing after so many years.

Song Shishi is very good at reading people's faces, as soon as Qian Fangyin loses her temper, she silently shrinks in the sofa, trying to weaken her sense of existence, she knows that her grandmother doesn't like her, but she treats her much better than Song Shushu, so she is willing to pretend to be clever in front of her.

Liang Chunxue turned sideways, covering her daughter behind her, and she didn't settle down. Now the old lady is angry, don't get involved if you can.

Song Qingxiang ignored the small movements of the two mothers and sons beside him, or rather, he didn't care.

What he cares about most now is those shares.

In the end, he was still weak-hearted, knowing that he had not paid attention to his eldest daughter for so many years, so he was especially afraid that Song Shushu would pull him down from the position of director in a fit of anger.

"What? Still don't answer the phone? ”

The screen in his hand went out again, Qian Fangyin sneered, and her wrinkled face was full of coldness: "I knew that I should have thrown her away when I was born." "It's also a lot of things to do now.

The latter words were not explicitly stated, but everyone present silently made up the second half in their hearts.

Song Qingxiang still had a glimmer of hope in the end, and said with relief: "Xu is already asleep, and I am tired all day today, in short, it is not bad for a while, let's talk about it tomorrow." ”

"Mom, you should rest early and pay attention to your body."

During the period when he first took over the company, he was indeed obedient to Qian Fangyin, but after so many years of being in power, he also had a little temper of his own, and he may also agree with Qian Fangyin's attitude in his heart, but for the sake of face, he must not say it.

"What do I rest?!" The old lady's face darkened, and she was about to have a seizure subconsciously, but after seeing the displeasure on her son's face, her heart suddenly burst out, and she was a little frightened.

After such a pause, most of the momentum has already dissipated. She stopped holding out and beckoned to the nurse standing in the corner. The sturdy nurse carefully helped her to her feet.

"Since you have an idea in mind, then I won't mix it up much." She took a step back, "But! I have a bottom line, that is, the foundation of my Song family for decades cannot be destroyed on a little girl, do you understand? ”

Song Qingxiang raised his eyes, and met the dark gaze from his mother, and his heart was a little heavy. The mother and son glanced at each other and exchanged glances vaguely.

He pursed his lips and nodded, and responded, "Mom, don't worry, Xiao Shu is young, she can still listen to what I say." ”

"I hope so."

The old lady snorted coldly, and slowly went upstairs with the support of the nurse, no longer paying attention to this big mess.

After her figure disappeared at the end of the stairs, Song Shishi breathed a sigh of relief, in terms of the skill to make her grandmother angry, it had to be Song Shushu, look at the black face, she saw that the nurse aunt grabbed the quick-acting heart-saving pill in her hand, and was always ready to go forward to save the medicine.

"Dad, Mom, I'm a little sleepy, so I'll go to bed first."

At this time, Song Shishi's intuition told her that it was best not to listen to the following words and not to participate, anyway, her mother would fight for her, and she would not let her suffer, so she should wash her brain and sleep directly.

Song Qingxiang's attention was not on her at all, and when he heard this, he just waved his hand and signaled her to take care of herself. Song Shishi didn't dare to look at her mother's expression, and went upstairs after getting Song Qingxiang's permission.

In this regard, Liang Chunxue just sighed and did not stop it.

"Brother Qing, does the change of equity have a great impact on the company?"

Of course, she knew that the impact of the sudden change in equity would definitely be not small, but in order to maintain Song Qingxiang's ignorant personality, she could only ask these mentally retarded questions to guide Song Qingxiang to say what she wanted to know.

He patted her hand for comfort, "The shares are in Xiao Shu's hands, and they can be regarded as their own family, so it's okay for the board of directors to say." Xiao Shu has my father in his heart, and when the time comes, talk about it, that child is sensible, and he will definitely not embarrass me. ”

Song Qingxiang's eyes were not focused, with a sense of trance, I don't know if these words were said to Liang Chunxue or used to comfort himself.

Liang Chunxue's expression turned cold when she heard this, and a bottomless whirlpool gathered in her eyes, as if she was about to break out of the cage and swallow all the fierce beasts.

"Yes, Xiao Shu has always been sensible, another day, let Xiao Shu come back, you father and daughter have a good chat, and I will let Aunt Li cook a table of dishes."

The palm on the other side is already covered with pinching marks, Liang Chunxue has been acting for more than 20 years, and she is angry at this moment, the expression on her face is still that soft and boneless appearance, and she is very "considerate" leaning on Song Qingxiang's shoulder.

Song Qingxiang groaned, didn't refute her words, just pulled his arm back from her arms, flipped through the address book and said to her without looking back: "You also go back to rest, don't you want to sleep beautifully?" ”

Liang Chunxue watched him click on the call page with the remarks "Secretary", and guessed in his heart that he might not be as comfortable as he showed on his face, so he didn't stay longer, the matter had come to this, and those previous actions had to be changed.

"Okay, you don't have to stay up late."

Before she went upstairs, she brought Song Qingxiang a cup of honey water to relieve hangover, and carefully told Aunt Li who was in the kitchen before going upstairs.

Over there, Song Qingxiang's phone was also connected, and Song Qingxiang first watched Liang Chunxue disappear at the end of the stairs and then heard the sound of the door closing.

"Xiaobao~ Do you miss your father?"

The boy's immature voice came from the other end of the phone, "I think, Dad, when are you coming back from a business trip?" ”

Yesterday's update was locked, I can't believe it, one day I'll be able to write locked content too, although I don't think there's anything to lock hahahaha. I've applied to be unbanned, but I won't get a reply until a few days later, so I put together the two chapters to make the plot as coherent as possible. Hope you don't lock me up this time! My full attendance woo woo