The president's pet daughter

Song Dahai looked at the bodyguards around him, leaned back on the sofa, and raised his eyebrows.

"Brother, what do you mean? Didn't you say you invited me to drink tea?"

Song Jianguo leaned on a dragon-headed crutch, and glanced at Song Dahai with sharp eyes.

"Haidi, my leg hurts when it's windy and rainy, you know that?"

Song Dahai subconsciously looked at Song Jianguo's badly injured leg, feeling a little guilty.

"Of course I know, brother. For so many years, I have been looking for a famous doctor, hoping to relieve the pain of my brother."

Song Jianguo sneered when he heard Song Dahai's words.

"No matter how good the medicine and doctors are, they can't make my legs heal, just like the mistakes you made will never be undone."

"I've already taken back all of the Xujiawan project. Thanks to the money you spent in it, the profit of the project has doubled."

"And the ownership of those subsidiaries under your name will all be assigned to Mingzhe's name in the future."

"You and Qingqing have been fighting fiercely these days, but because of your fighting, some projects and funds have begun to return a lot."

"Speaking of which, I really want to thank you for contributing so much to the Song family before entering."

Song Jianguo said calmly, but every word he said made Song Dahai vomit blood.

He and Song Qingqing have been busy for so long, making wedding dresses for others.

Song Dahai couldn't help feeling short of breath when he thought of the assets he had worked so hard to manage over the years.

"Brother, is there some misunderstanding? My second sister and I have been at odds recently, but I never coveted the power of the Song family, and your legs... I don't know which villain made the rumor, anyway. I really haven't done it."

"We are brothers whose blood is thicker than water! Brother, you have to trust me!"

Song Dahai pulled the corner of Song Jianguo's clothes, eager to take himself off.

No matter how big a mistake he made in the past, as long as he put on this appearance, Song Jianguo would silently help him deal with the aftermath.

He felt that this time was no exception.

As long as Song Jianguo still recognizes him as his younger brother, he won't have the heart to do this.

But this time Song Jianguo just looked at him coldly, and Song Dahai was enveloped in an aura of calm and prestige.

"These words, do you dare to go to father's tablet and say it again?"

Unexpectedly, this sentence seemed to anger Song Dahai, and Song Dahai immediately changed his face.

"Father? Oh, you dare to mention father! I don't understand, he obviously likes me the most, but he gave you the position of head of the Song family. Why?"

Song Dahai's face was a little distorted, and all those dark and unknown thoughts poured out in one go.

"Brother, sometimes I really envy you, I envy your hard life, I can't kill you no matter what."

Over the years, he has secretly done a lot of tricks, but every time he was resolved by Song Jianguo.

Except for Song Jianguo's car accident.

That day Song Jianguo was in a hurry to go to the airport to chase Shen Qiyu back, so his guard was not as strong as before.

It is also because of this that he was able to succeed smoothly.

It was not smooth, after all, what he wanted was Song Jianguo's life, but Song Jianguo was only lame.

"I'll leave you to talk slowly in prison."

Song Jianguo snorted coldly, drooping his eyes and retracting the expression in them.

The housekeeper Chen Fu standing behind him understood what he meant, raised his hand, and motioned for the bodyguards to pull Song Dahai down.

Song Dahai realized that he was really at the end of his rope this time, so he let go and yelled.

"Song Jianguo, you sent your younger brother and sister to prison with your own hands. Let me see how you will explain to your father when you dream back at midnight!"

"Song Jianguo, you have no heart! If you fight like this, countless people will poke your back!"

"What kind of big brother are you..."

Song Dahai's voice became farther and farther away, and it also became smaller and smaller, but Song Jianguo's hand holding the leading crutch became tighter and tighter.

He didn't understand why the brothers and sisters whom he cared so much for ended up in this way.

Maybe Song Dahai is right, he is indeed not a good big brother.

Just as Song Jianguo was enduring the pain, a warm and petite hand covered his hand.

"These are what they deserve, don't be soft-hearted."

Shen Qiyu stood in front of him and sighed.

Song Dahai and Song Qingqing have been obsessed with interests, and the so-called family relationship is just a verbal disguise.

They really only love themselves.

When Song Jianguo saw Shen Qiyu, he turned his hand and held Shen Qiyu's hand.

"Ayu, I suddenly feel very tired."

Song Jianguo looked up at Shen Qiyu, as if he had aged several years.

A smile as bright as a summer flower suddenly appeared on Shen Qiyu's face.

"If you're tired, go upstairs and have a rest. I'll accompany you."

Song Jianguo was taken aback when he heard Shen Qiyu's words, and then he reacted.

It seems that his Ayu will not push him away anymore, but is slowly approaching him.

This scene that has been dreamed of countless times in dreams has now become a real thing.

"it is good."

There was a hint of caution in Song Jianguo's words, as well as some imperceptible tremors.

Although Shen Qiyu's face was calm, her palms were also faintly sweating.

Song Mingzhe looked at the backs of his parents supporting each other up the stairs, and couldn't help being a little dazed.

Ling Zhaozhao took Song Mingzhe's hand and felt his strange emotion.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ling Zhaozhao asked curiously.

Song Dahai and Song Qingqing's follow-up work has almost been arranged. Is there anything else that can make him so engrossed?

Hearing Ling Zhaozhao's words, Song Mingzhe withdrew from his thoughts and returned to the real world.

"I'm thinking, feelings seem to be a very important thing."

Song Mingzhe rubbed the back of Ling Zhaozhao's hand and said softly.

In the past, he thought that he was just a victim of the interests of the rich, and the union of his parents was only because of interests.

But now it seems that the matter between Shen Qiyu and Song Jianguo is not as simple as he imagined.

In the past, he certainly wouldn't be so keenly aware of these delicate changes in emotion.

But today is different, since Ling Zhaozhao, it seems that his ability to detect emotions has been enhanced a lot invisibly.

In the past, he would only sneer at such things.

But now, he is full of emotions.

Even if the broken mirror can be restored, Shen Qiyu and Song Jianguo may not be able to return to the past.

Ling Zhaozhao suddenly felt Song Mingzhe's thoughts, a smile overflowed from the corner of her lips, and she held Song Mingzhe's hand instead.

"I will always be with you."

She will stay with him all the time to prove that feelings are really important.

Feelings are a person's weakness, but they can also become a person's armor.