Chapter 4 Mr. Song Yi Song!

She clearly remembered that it was 69 years, how did she become 79?

Fang Zongtang hurriedly flipped through the dates on several other newspapers, including yesterday's, last week's, three weeks ago, and a month ago.

When I think about the changes on the way back, I can't believe it.

She's really been missing for ten years!

It's all because she was careless, Repulse Bay is very close to her home, she is anxious to return home, plus she has a headache, and she doesn't want to use her brain to think deeply.

Even when passing by a street sign, she casually glances at the small advertisement posted on the street sign, she will not be so passive.

Now that the houses are broken and the people are scared, how will it end?

Also, where has she been in the past ten years? Why is she not impressed at all?

Thinking of this, my temples began to hurt again.

"Mrs. Song, are you okay? You look pale, huh? ”

Fang Zongtang's mind turned, and he immediately staggered to the side.

"Oops, I have a headache, you spread out a little and let me in some fresh air."

The fat grandmother called someone and hurriedly put her on a chair in the house.

Before she could catch her breath, the fat grandmother began to explain on her feet.

"Mrs. Fang, I don't recognize you, don't blame me~ Mr. Song didn't leave a photo at home, so he explained to me, and you called him immediately when you came back. Many people pretended to be you before, and Mr. Song came a few times, and they all lost their temper. There are also Mr. Song's family, who want to rob this house, if it weren't for Mr. Song's deep affection for you, such a troublesome errand, I wouldn't have done it a long time ago~"

didn't need Fang Zongtang's words, the fat grandma just said it all in one go.

She also probably understood that her cheap son-in-law has not only become the richest man in Xiangjiang now, but also changed her name.

There are many people who want to post upside down!

Fang Zongtang had a headache when he heard the sound of chatter, and immediately interrupted.

"What if I did, impersonation?"

It was originally a joke, and the fat grandma was scared enough.

"It's not good to pretend, where does anyone dare to pretend to be Mrs. Song now. The people who used to pretend to be Mrs. Song were all thrown into the river by Mr. Song to feed the fish~"

Fang Zongtang just wanted to say that he wanted to be so exaggerated, when a car horn suddenly sounded outside the door.

The fat grandmother was overjoyed: "It must be Mr. Song who is here~"

Before he finished speaking, a man in a suit, with the setting sun behind him, entered the door.

The legs are slender, the shoulders are broad, the waist is fatal, the face is not clear, the sunset is also brilliant, and the fire clouds line the man as if he came from the fire, and the momentum is extraordinary.

The man stood in the cloud of fire for four or five seconds before he hurried forward.

She can finally see her face clearly, in ten years, her son-in-law's face has faded from green, from a shy scholar's face, to mature and steady, just like a carved jade, the knife work is just beginning, showing sharpness. And then after years of precipitation, smooth and introverted, the atmosphere is strong!

Handsome!

"You're back!" Song Yi was four or five meters away, cramped his mouth. The voice was not full of confidence, but his eyes were like eagles, staring without blinking, and quickly swept up and down.

Fang Zongtang tapped his fingers on the table twice, cocked Erlang's legs, leaned back, his posture relaxed, but it seemed to suddenly unfold his momentum.

It seems to be competing with Song Yi!

"This is my root, if I don't come back, where will I go?"

was obviously very casual, but it easily made Song Yi lose his proportion.

"It's too messy here, I'll let people clean it up, let's go live in a new house for a few days, shall we?" If people who have worked with Song Yi hear it, his almost pleading tone will definitely be shocked, thinking that Song Yi is looking for a wife.