rebirth daughter returns

Song Yunqiang's face suddenly became very funny.

He wanted to stand up from his seat in a fit of anger, but he didn't have enough confidence in his heart.

Song Yunxuan looked at her elder brother with teary eyes, and murmured, "Brother, will this become a scar?"

Song Yunqiang frowned, then stretched his eyebrows, with a complicated expression on his face.

Fortunately, the injury was on the body. If the injury was on the face, it would be really disfigured.

Song Yunqiang put on a kind expression to appease Song Yunxuan: "Yunxuan, this is just an allergy, brother will go to the hospital with you tomorrow, okay?"

"But, isn't this a beauty accident? If it's done on the face, it will be disfigured!" Song Yunxuan touched her neck, feeling very wronged.

Song Yunqiang wanted to appease his younger sister: "Yunxuan, take a bath and rest first, and brother will consult a doctor for you, okay?"

Song Yunxuan calmed down temporarily after being appeased by her elder brother.

Song Yunqiang saw that Song Yunxuan went back to the room to rest obediently, and hurried upstairs to his father's room.

Song Yan was playing chess in the room, playing chess with himself, although it was not interesting, it was rare and quiet.

Song Yunqiang opened the door, Song Yan looked back at him, and then looked back at his chessboard.

Song Yunqiang didn't dare to disturb his father either.

After all, although his father has been ill for a long time now, the power of the Song family is still tightly held in the old man's hands.

The old man spent his whole life in the mall, focusing on raising his son, but he didn't give up his rights as soon as he fell ill.

Because of this, Song Yunqiang did not dare to refute his father without authorization.

Moreover, Song Yan should be consulted for important and minor matters that are necessary.

Song Yan was in a wheelchair, pinching the chess piece with his fingers, settled the chess piece after hesitation, and ended the game ahead of schedule.

Song Yunqiang next to him stretched out his hand to hold the push handle of the wheelchair, and served Song Yan very filially: "Dad, why don't you go have a cup of tea?"

Song Yan hummed.

Song Yunqiang immediately pushed the wheelchair to the long yellow rosewood table.

Song Yan was handed a cup of hot tea.

Song Yan took a sip before raising his eyelids, looking lazily at his eldest son: "What's the matter with you?"

Song Yunqiang knew from his father's tone that his father was tired of him always being unable to make decisions.

However, if I make my own decisions and do things that don't suit the old man's wishes, the result will be just as bad.

Instead of making the old man think that he is a worthless wretch who is incompetent, it is better to ask the old man for instructions on everything, and let the old man feel that he is a bit calmer.

Song Yunqiang was asked, he thought about it, and said carefully: "Actually, Dad, this time it's not about me, it's about Yunxuan."

The master obviously doesn't take Song Yunxuan seriously, thinking that this daughter is young and nothing will happen.

"Yunxuan, what can be the matter?"

Song Yunqiang looked troubled: "Yunxuan went to the beauty parlor for treatment, and she became allergic all of a sudden, and a large piece of skin couldn't recover, what do you say..."

After all, Song Yan is Song Yunxuan's father, and besides, Song Yunxuan is the daughter of the Song family, if she is a cosmetologist and does something, she would not dare to criticize her, if it spreads, it will make people feel that the Song family has become a soft persimmon.

Song Yan is a man who cares about face. Hearing what the elder son said, he was very angry. He put the teacup heavily on the table and asked Song Yunqiang with a dark face: "Which house did she do it in? What's the use of it if something like this happens?" Come back and ask me?"

Song Yunqiang dared not speak.

Song Yan said in a deep voice, "Tell me which beauty salon to take over, and tell her to close the door immediately!"

Song Yunqiang waited for Song Yan's air pressure to drop a little before opening his mouth cautiously, and reminded in a very subtle tone: "Dad, it's not that I haven't thought about it, but... Tianxiang beauty is Gu Changge's industry."

Song Yan's angry eyes immediately calmed down a bit. He turned his head and looked at his eldest son with dark eyes.

The room was silent for a few seconds.

Song Yunqiang didn't dare to speak either.

It took a while for Song Yan to speak, his voice was a little tired and low: "Even if Gu Changge is the tyrant of Yuncheng, it has been wiped out now, and all her property has now fallen into the hands of her husband Shao Tianze. Shao Tianze... is not a cheap man." lamp."

"Then..." Song Yunqiang trembled and asked tentatively, "Dad, what do you mean..."

"Shao Tianze is also an ambitious man. Yun Xuan went to his beauty salon for a beauty treatment. Maybe the beautician deliberately made Yun Xuan allergic."

After listening to his father's words, Song Yunqiang said what he had been guessing in his heart: "Father, you mean that Shao Tianze is afraid that the Chu family will marry our family, so he intentionally harmed Yun Xuan and prevented Yun Xuan from marrying into the Chu family?"

Song Yan nodded: "In this business circle, even a little clue can set off a turbulent wave. Yun Qiang, you have to think more about it before doing anything."

Song Yan's words were meaningful.

Song Yunqiang nodded hurriedly.

"Yun Qiang, take Yun Xuan to the hospital where Yun Jia works tomorrow, and take a look at the condition of Gu Changge's adopted sister, Gu Changle. Although our family's friendship with the Gu family is not very good, we still have to do some superficial work. .”

Song Yunqiang nodded hurriedly: "Dad, don't worry, I will go to see Gu Changle tomorrow."

Song Yunqiang can probably understand the reason and reason why his father asked him to visit Gu Changle. It is false to visit Gu Changle, but it is true to find out Shao Tianze's attitude towards the Song family.

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After Song Yunxuan took a shower and wiped her body clean, she threw the large white bath towel onto the shelf next to her.

Stand in front of the full-length bathroom mirror and look at your body.

Very slender and delicate body, it looks like the skeleton of an innocent girl, even there is a little baby fat on the cheeks.

A very pretty face, but compared to Gu Changle, it's still nothing like mud.

She took a breath, and the expression between her brows and eyes was faint.

He raised his hand and looked up, turned around and put on his clothes.

Every movement is smooth and smooth.

Even when the clothes were pulled from her curvaceous waist to her shoulders, she didn't care about that charming look that was unforgettable at first sight.

Put on the clothes and apply the ointment with the collar open, and the belt around the waist is loose.

As soon as he arrived at his bed, before he could tighten the cap of the ointment in his hand, he saw the mobile phone that was thrown on the bed vibrate and ring.

She glanced at the caller ID on it lightly, a little impatiently.

Slowly tightened the lid of the ointment and put it back in the drawer.

The mobile phone, which was ignored, kept ringing.

The first time she answered without reason, the phone started ringing inexorably.

When it was the third time, she had to raise her hand and press the answer button: "Excuse me, who are you looking for?"

A man's magnetic and elegant chuckle came from over there: "Why are you so polite? Yun Xuan."

Song Yunxuan raised her eyebrows and realized that the person speaking over there was Chu Mochen, so she immediately cut off the call.

Chu Mochen was really lingering, the slap he slapped last time was not enough for him to remember, yet he dared to call.

She threw off the covers and went to bed.

There is a faint smell of ointment on the tip of the nose.

When I fell asleep in the middle of the night, I turned over and felt a slight knock on the door in a daze.

There was a sudden shudder in her mind, she stretched out her hand and slapped the desk lamp by the window to switch on.

The light poured out all of a sudden, and the warm orange light illuminated the whole space extremely warmly.

However, the room still felt cold.

She looked around the room warily, but there was nothing in the room.

She got off the bed, ignoring even her slippers, and hurriedly went to check the door lock of her room.

She has the habit of locking the door every time she sleeps. This is a habit she had when she was still Gu Changge.

It still remains.

Checking the door lock, he stretched out his hand and twisted it a few times, only to find that it was indeed locked.

Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, then returned to the bed weakly, picked up the water glass on the bedside table, poured a few sleeping pills from the medicine bottle, and swallowed it with a sip of water.

I didn't sleep very well that night.

Turning back and forth in the middle of the night, she always felt that someone was gently touching her scalded neck and the skin below her collarbone.

She groaned a few times in pain because she was touched by the wound.

But it seemed that someone was biting the tip of her ear bitterly, and scolded her in a displeased and angry voice: "What a lunatic! How dare you humiliate yourself like this in order to buy people's hearts!"

She was drowsy and felt like she was dreaming, but the voice she spoke was very similar to Chu Mochen's voice.

The next morning after the night passed, she woke up feeling uncomfortable, raised her eyelids to look at her mind on the bedside, and found that it was only after five o'clock, but the light on the curtains was so bright.

She lay down uncomfortably and continued to sleep, thinking it was still early.

When she was woken up by knocking on the door, she turned to look at the alarm clock by the window, it was only past seven o'clock.

She got up and opened the door.

Wang Ma, who was holding a breakfast tray outside the door, asked her strangely: "Miss Yunxuan, why did you get up today? Are you sick?"

Song Yunxuan rubbed her neck: "It's a little uncomfortable, and I accidentally slept until seven o'clock."

She used to get up early, get up at six o'clock, wash up, and go downstairs to have breakfast at seven o'clock on time.

It's past seven o'clock, so it's not surprising that Wang Ma brought breakfast.

However, Wang Ma also said in surprise: "Miss Yunxuan, it's already past ten o'clock."

Song Yunxuan rubbed the hand on her neck for a while, and looked at Wang Ma with a strange look: "What time do you think it is?"

"It's past ten o'clock."

Wang Ma repeated it again.

Song Yunxuan immediately went back to the bedside to look at her alarm clock, the mechanical hands on the alarm clock moved in an orderly manner.

But the hour hand clearly points to seven.

She took out her phone again, compared the time, and found that it was ten thirty-five minutes on the phone.

Song Yunxuan tightened her fingers while holding the phone, and her delicate eyebrows were furrowed in displeasure and coldness.

Then, he raised his hand to touch the burned skin inside his neckline, and asked Wang Ma without looking back: "Wang Ma, did we have any guests at our house last night?"

Wang Ma was at a loss: "No, Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Song Yunxuan raised her head slightly, raised her pointed chin, and narrowed her eyes unconsciously: "But I think we did have guests last night."

She has always been a very strict person, if someone hadn't deliberately adjusted her clock, she would never have slept past seven o'clock.

Last night, someone came into her bedroom.