The president's pet daughter

"Zhao Zhao, see if that's your husband... Your father-in-law seems to be here too... It's over, it's over, don't confess me."

Gao Yue glanced sharply at Song Mingzhe and Song Jianguo in the crowd, and was so frightened that she ran behind Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao seldom saw Gao Yue like this, so he couldn't help feeling a little funny.

She took a closer look and found that not only Song Mingzhe and Song Jianguo had come, but also Shen Zhihe.

Not to mention, the people arrived quite neatly.

Song Mingzhe in the crowd seemed to feel Ling Zhaozhao's gaze, and met her eyes.

The four eyes met, and there was an endless smile.

Ling Zhaozhao dragged Gao Yue who was a little scared, and walked in front of Song Jianguo and his party.

"Dad, uncle."

Ling Zhaozhao greeted them obediently, and Gao Yue who was behind him also said hello bravely.

Song Jianguo was immersed in the beautiful singing of Shen Qiyu on the stage, when he heard Ling Zhaozhao's words, he couldn't help looking away.

"Is this your masterpiece?"

Song Jianguo was leaning on a dragon-headed crutch, with a serious expression on his face, and the way he looked at Ling Zhaozhao was unpredictable.

Shen Zhihe at the side heard something was wrong, although he didn't quite agree with his wife and younger sister showing their faces on stage, but he subconsciously favored Ling Zhaozhao in his heart.

"It's normal for young people to love novelty. I see that Ayu and Qingqing are having a good time playing. Don't be so straight-faced like an old antique. You will scare the children later."

When Song Mingzhe heard Shen Zhihe's words, his lips curled up.

Only Shen Zhihe seemed to have the loudest voice just now, and he looked the most like an old antique.

"Uncle Song, don't blame Zhaozhao, I came up with this idea, and I also told my friends. No one will know the true identities of the two aunts."

Gao Yue was afraid that Song Jianghui would take his anger on Ling Zhaozhao, so she quickly took the responsibility.

Song Jianguo has always been serious and serious, and it would be hard for him to accept such Shen Qiyu and Zhou Qing.

Ling Zhaozhao was not so flustered in her heart, she looked at Song Jianguo calmly and did not panic.

Song Jianguo glanced at Shen Zhihe and Gao Yue, as if he didn't expect so many people to speak for Ling Zhaozhao.

"Okay, I don't mean to blame her, what are you doing in such a hurry."

Song Jianguo pursed his lips, seemingly speechless.

He knew that he was a bit ruthless in normal times, but that didn't mean he didn't know right from wrong.

Although Shen Qiyu and Zhou Qing's changes had shocked him, he also knew how happy Shen Qiyu and Zhou Qing were standing on the stage at this moment.

Song Jianguo heard the melodious singing echoing in his ears, and the expression on his face softened involuntarily.

Song Jianguo seemed to have remembered something, and looked at Song Mingzhe, as if he was a little surprised that he didn't speak for Ling Zhaozhao.

"Why are you so silent today?"

On weekdays, if someone said one thing to Ling Zhaozhao, Song Mingzhe must have ten words waiting to reply.

This is not like Song Mingzhe's usual style.

"I know you don't blame Zhaozhao, and you can understand Zhaozhao's intentions."

Song Mingzhe said in a low voice.

This was the first time that Song Jianguo didn't hear the ironic words from Song Mingzhe's mouth, but put a high hat on him calmly.

Although the tone didn't sound very good, the meaning in the words was very useful to Song Jianguo.

"Send people to surround the backstage and the audience to avoid any accidents."

Song Jianguo nodded. Although he was in a good mood, he didn't show too much emotion on his face. He just explained to the butler Chen Fu who was standing behind him.

He just casually glanced at the reactions of the audience, and he could predict how crazy the audience would be after the song ended.

So there are some things that he has to prepare in advance.

The housekeeper Chen Fu nodded when he heard Song Jianguo's words, and left quietly.

After the housekeeper Chen Fu left, Song Jianguo looked at Ling Zhaozhao a little softer.

"Don't be too nervous. Dad didn't mean to blame you. Ayu had a good time playing. That's good. She's also bored these days."

During this period of time, Shen Qiyu personally took care of him and took care of him, all of which he saw in his eyes.

Because of this, he would not think that what Ling Zhaozhao and Gao Yue did was too crazy.

He also understood Shen Qiyu and Zhou Qing's temperament very well, if they were unwilling, even if Ling Zhaozhao and Gao Yue put a knife on their necks, they would not be moved.

After much deliberation, maybe it was Shen Qiyu and Zhou Qing's initiative.

When Ling Zhaozhao heard Song Jianguo's words, the smile on his face became more obvious.

"I knew Dad that you love Mom the most."

"And uncle too."

These two words of hers made Song Jianguo and Shen Zhihe a little bit elated.

It's not even good to say another bad word.

Shen Zhihe scratched his head, and looked at Song Jianguo with jealousy.

Although he and Song Jianguo have always been at odds, and he doesn't like some of Song Jianguo's styles, but he has to admit that Song Jianguo is really lucky.

Not only has a son who is so outstanding that no one can match, but also a daughter-in-law who is beautiful, well-behaved and sweet-mouthed.

Simply a winner in life.

"That's all right? I have to take your mother out to play some other day."

Song Jianguo seemed to be a little confused by Ling Zhaozhao's words, and even his words seemed a little joking.

But what he said was not a lie.

He had been planning to take Shen Qiyu on a trip, and after Song Mingzhe and Ling Zhaozhao's wedding banquet was completed, he would personally take Shen Qiyu to the place she wanted to go.

The previous Shen Qiyu was free and unrestrained, and he also wanted to see such a Shen Qiyu.

Instead of being imprisoned in the golden house by him blindly.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't expect Song Jianghui to say that, his eyes lit up involuntarily, and he smiled while holding Song Mingzhe's hand.

"Then mom must be very happy."

Shen Qiyu dreamed of traveling around the world again, which undoubtedly fulfilled her wish.

"Now your speech at home is much more useful than mine."

Song Mingzhe sighed faintly, and put his arms around Ling Zhaozhao's waist.

Ling Zhaozhao just said a few words lightly, and he was already going to let Song Jianguo take Shen Qiyu on a trip.

If you say a few more words, maybe Song Jianguo will give Ling Zhaozhao the real estate certificate of the Song family's old house.

He had never discovered before that the family relationship could be so harmonious.

Ling Zhaozhao made a face at Song Mingzhe when he heard Song Mingzhe's words.

Song Mingzhe chuckled, and was about to say something when the phone rang.

But after connecting the phone, Song Mingzhe's face instantly became a little ugly.

"The company has something to do, dad, uncle, I'm leaving first."

Song Mingzhe hung up the phone and responded quickly.

It is normal for Song Mingzhe to have to work overtime at work, but Ling Zhaozhao keenly felt that something was wrong.