The president's pet daughter

When Ling Zhaozhao heard Song Jianguo's words, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

In such a dull and dull study room, it's hard not to notice this touch of green, right?

There is no other color that is more eye-catching than this eye-catching color.

Ling Zhaozhao vaguely guessed a possibility.

"Did you let me see it on purpose?"

To be honest, Song Jianguo didn't seem like a person who would often tease birds.

Song Jianguo nodded, and was about to speak, but found Ling Zhaozhao looking at him with a face of enlightenment.

"You want to tell me that Song Mingzhe is like a canary in this cage, which can only be controlled by you, and his life trajectory can only go in the direction you arranged, otherwise he will lose everything in his life." Possibility of survival in the wild."

Ling Zhaozhao quickly searched out a lot of the plots of the Ba Zong novels he had read, and directly enriched a complete framework by himself.

Good guy, isn't this a proper rich and evil father-in-law?

Everyone said that the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law was difficult, but Ling Zhaozhao felt that the relationship between father-in-law and daughter-in-law was not so simple.

Song Jianguo choked again.

But this time, he was overwhelmed by Ling Zhaozhao's extraordinary imagination.

"I just simply think this bird looks good..."

For the first time in Song Jianguo's life, he didn't know what to say in front of a little girl.

Ling Zhaozhao did not say anything about the part he arranged so hard that he failed it, making it impossible for him to start.

The coincidence he made accidentally was misunderstood by Ling Zhaozhao into this.

If he wanted Ling Zhaozhao to leave Song Mingzhe, what was he going to do with so many convoluted hints, just simply put a few boxes of cash in front of Ling Zhaozhao.

Or use other means.

Seeing that Song Jianguo's expression did not seem fake, Ling Zhaozhao touched his nose in embarrassment.

Come on, she does sometimes think about everything she shouldn't think about.

Ling Zhaozhao remembered something, and his eyes showed a look of seeing through everything.

"So you thought my mother was Song Mingzhe's girlfriend last time, so you targeted my mother so much?"

There are so many coincidences in this world, no amount of chance will become inevitable.

Song Jianguo was not surprised that Ling Zhaozhao would recognize him.

After all, his actions that day were indeed too abrupt, and it's not difficult to impress others.

But Ling Zhaozhao's ability to think of the joints and connect them together is enough to prove her intelligence.

Song Jianguo suddenly felt that Ling Zhaozhao was indeed a very interesting person.

Dare to break the rules but still be smart, and be decent when it should be.

If the identity of the future mistress of the Song family finally fell on her, Song Jianguo would not feel that Ling Zhaozhao could not take on this great responsibility.

After all, Ling Zhaozhao's intelligence lies there.

"Since you know my intention that day, do you think I don't agree with you being with Mingzhe at all?"

"You have to know, Mingzhe is..."

Song Jianguo thought about his choice of words, ready to praise his son.

Unexpectedly, Ling Zhaozhao rushed to answer again.

"He is the heir of the Ball Group, the proud son of heaven, the future and hope of the Song family, right?"

Ling Zhaozhao curled his lips and recited what Song Jianguo was about to say.

"But even if he is not Boer's heir, nor does he have the background of the Song family, I will still choose him."

Ling Zhaozhao pursed his lips, and finally chose the answer deep in his heart.

During these days of quarreling and cold war with Song Mingzhe, it's not that she hasn't thought of breaking up.

First of all, Song Mingzhe deceived her first, and secondly, her family background is indeed not as good as that of the Song family.

But for Song Mingzhe, even if it is a dragon's pond and a tiger's den, she has to break through.

"I know that I may not be worthy of Mingzhe in your eyes, but no matter whether Mingzhe has money or not, and whether his family background is so good, as long as he doesn't give up on me, I will be with him."

Ling Zhaozhao's words seemed to open the floodgate deep in Song Jianguo's memory.

Many years ago, there was also a woman who walked into Shen's house holding his hand and said the same thing.

Now that time has passed, the turn of geomantic omen has turned to his son's head.

"What's more, if you don't agree, I won't marry. At worst, Song Mingzhe will be our family's door-to-door son-in-law. I will just marry him."

Ling Zhaozhao patted his chest and said solemnly.

Song Jianguo couldn't help feeling a little funny when he heard this sentence.

He and Ayu have such a unique blood, and Ling Zhaozhao actually wants to abduct his son.

It is also a bit too whimsical.

Looking at Song Jianguo's expression, Ling Zhaozhao knew that he had made the right bet, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

What Song Jianguo likes should be the kind of lady who is gentle and gentle, and can swallow her anger.

But she didn't want to express herself in front of Song Jianguo in this way.

She is who she is, and no matter who she marries, she must be herself.

Song Jianguo leaned on the leading crutch, hiding a lot of thoughts under his calm appearance.

Ling Zhaozhao may not be the perfect daughter-in-law in his mind, nor is she gentle and patient enough.

But he saw vigorous vitality in Ling Zhaozhao.

That kind of vitality that has never appeared in the Song family.

Now he can roughly understand why Song Mingzhe and Shen Qiyu defended Ling Zhaozhao.

Song Jianguo glanced at Ling Zhaozhao again, and the vivid figure of memory appeared in his mind again.

In the past, Shen Qiyu seemed to be herself as Ling Zhaozhao did as she wanted.

It's just that the memory is too long, so long that he has somewhat forgotten the scene at that time.

I only vaguely remember that Shen Qiyu was very beautiful at that time, just like Ling Zhaozhao.

In terms of aesthetics, Song Mingzhe has quite the same vision as him.

Naturally, Ling Zhaozhao didn't guess anything else from the scheming Song Jianguo. She only saw Song Jianguo sitting silently and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Are you still chatting? If not, I want to go downstairs."

The main reason is that if she stays here for too long, it is estimated that Shen Qiyu and Song Mingzhe will go upstairs later.

"The tea is cold, let's drink a hot cup."

Song Jianguo did not answer Ling Zhaozhao's words directly, but only glanced lightly at Ling Zhaozhao's cup of tea that was not steaming.

He reckoned that there would be another visitor to his study later.

So Ling Zhaozhao didn't need to go downstairs.

Ling Zhaozhao thought about it, and felt that he should have passed Song Jianguo's test.

Otherwise, how could Song Jianguo have left her for tea?

This is clearly the appearance of wanting to have a long talk!

Unexpectedly, before Ling Zhaozhao was happy for a few seconds, the housekeeper Chen Fu's panicked voice came from outside the door.

"Madame! Madam! Madam! You cannot—"

The butler Chen Fulian called Shen Qiyu three times, even if he blocked the door, Shen Qiyu ruthlessly pushed him away.

Shen Qiyu pushed open the door domineeringly, and walked in with an aura of [-] meters.