Mr. Gu, my wife has blocked you.

Song Tianjun quickly showed the two elders some photos of Qiao Ruoxing's sleeping face that Gu Jingyan had taken.

"If Xing has fallen asleep, are you keeping your heart in mind this time?"

Old Mrs. Han was holding her cell phone and looking at the people in the photo with loving eyes. Mr. Han squeezed his head and said, "Old lady, look at me too!"

"Why do I feel thinner than in the last video? My face is even smaller."

"I also feel that my cheekbones are higher than before, and my face is a little sallow."

"Oh, the child has suffered..."

Song Tianjun's eyelids twitched.

Isn't it because Gu Jingyan turned on the warm light that his face turned yellow?

The old couple couldn't get enough of those photos, and then they realized a problem.

Mrs. Han asked, "Tianjun, if Xing fell asleep, who took this photo?"

Song Tianjun said without changing his expression, "Her assistant."

"is it?"

Mr. Han held his cell phone further away, and after looking at it for a long time, he said, "Why do I see a men's belt on the bedside table?"

"You're wrong." Song Tianjun lied without changing his expression, "That's a choker, a kind of jewelry often worn by young girls. It's similar to a necklace and clavicle chain. There are lace ones, braided ones, and leather ones like this."

Old Mrs. Han frowned, "Leather collar? Isn't that the same as a dog collar?"

Song Tianjun said, "Grandma, don't you understand this? This is called fashion. It's just like the oversized coats that were popular when you were young. Young people all dress up like this."

The old couple still thought it was strange to wear something as big as a belt around their necks, but when they thought that they were kissing their granddaughter, they immediately closed their eyes and said, "Ruoxing is white and beautiful. She looks good on anything she wears."

Song Wanqian was silent.

For the first time, he felt that Song Tianjun's talk of running around on the train was quite useful, and he could fool people in various ways.

After finally comforting the two elders, Song Tianjun drove Song Wanqian away in his car.

On the way, Song Wanqian asked, "How is the actress who was injured in the fall? It's been all night, why is there still no news? Let her clarify it quickly. "

Song Tianjun said while turning the steering wheel, "I will do my part in this matter, you don't have to worry about it."

"How are you going to deal with it?" Song Wanqian looked serious as he thought about his son's temper, "Don't do anything random. This is not a foreign country. Everything you do must be within the scope of the law, right?"

Song Tianjun said lightly, "You are thinking too much. When have I ever done anything illegal or disciplinary?"

Song Wanqian said angrily, "You still have the nerve to say that? You have forgotten what you did because you were underage, right?"

Song Tianjun laughed twice, "It's just to scare those guys, who knew they were all so cowardly."

Song Wanqian warned, "This matter concerns Ruoxing. No matter how you deal with it, the method must be reasonable and legal. While restoring Ruoxing's innocence, you must not be criticized or gain infamy."

Song Tianjun joked, "Has your son's status in your heart been upgraded? Is he already on an equal footing with your daughter?"

Song Wanqian immediately snorted, "Mainly because I'm afraid that you will lose my people."

Song Tianjun smiled and said nothing.

Su Wanqin heard the sound of the car's engine at home and came out with her coat.

Song Wanqian had just gotten out of the car, holding the door open and wondering what to say to the people inside.

She whispered, "Old Song."

Song Wanqian turned around and said, "I haven't slept yet."

Su Wanqin walked over, put her coat on his shoulders, and said warmly, "If you don't come back, how can I sleep? How about it? How about chatting with uncle and aunt?"

Song Wanqian responded vaguely, turned to Song Tianjun and said, "Don't drive so fast, be careful on the road."

Before Song Tianjun finished speaking, Su Wanqin said, "It's so late, why are you leaving? I'm going to have the guest room tidied up. Don't go back tonight."

Song Tianjun smiled and said, "No, Aunt Su, there's something else going on at the company. I have to go over there. You guys go to bed early."

"You still have work so late at night?" Su Wanqin sighed, "Then be careful on the road and pay attention to safety. It's not convenient for you to come here to eat alone. It's just an extra set of dishes and chopsticks."

Song Tianjun responded with a smile, raised the car window after saying goodbye, and the smile faded the moment the car window was raised.

He slowly chewed the words "I'll have people clean up the guest room" in his mind, and his eyes gradually became cold.

After Song Tianjun left, Su Wanqin crossed her arms and rubbed them gently. Seeing this, Song Wanqian took off her coat and put it on her shoulders, whispering, "Come in, it's cold outside."

As soon as she entered the house, she saw Song Jiayu sitting in the living room playing with her mobile phone. Su Wanqin called her and she came to her senses and stood up.

"Dad, you're back."

Song Wanqian was stunned, "You haven't slept at all, you stayed up so late."

Song Jiayu smiled and said, "Mom was worried about you and refused to sleep, so I stayed with her. I fell asleep for a while, but my mother didn't even close her eyes."

Song Wanqian felt a little pity when he heard this, "I told you I would come back later and asked you to go to bed early, why didn't you listen?"

Su Wanqin lowered her eyes and smiled, "Don't listen to this kid's nonsense. I watched TV for too long and couldn't fall asleep."

Song Jiayu said, "What nonsense am I talking about? A few years ago, you had an accident on your way home at night. From then on, mom had to wait until you got home before she could sleep. I saw it several times when your car got home. , the light in her bedroom went out."

Su Wanqin was angry, "Why is your kid so talkative now?"

Song Jiayu shrugged, "Who asked you to stay up late with me?"

Just as he was talking, his phone vibrated twice. Song Jiayu glanced at it, picked up the phone and said, "I'm going to sleep first."

With that said, he went upstairs.

Song Wanqian had mixed feelings in her heart, and after a long time she said, "I will call or send you a message on the next trip. You should go to bed early and don't wait for me all the time."

Su Wanqin smiled and said, "I'm used to it. I always think that I can't do worse than Sister Lan. I've been afraid of being compared all my life, so I don't want to lose to her in your heart."

Song Wanqian paused, pursed her lips and said, "You are different, there is no need to compare, you have your own merits."

Su Wanqin lowered her eyes and said, "I didn't want to replace her, nor did I want you to forget her. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have had the chance to know you. I'm grateful to her and cherish everything I have now."

She paused and then said, "I know Uncle Han and the others have some objections to me, but I still want to meet them and fulfill my filial piety for Sister Yalan."

Song Wanqian sighed, "They don't have a problem with you, they have a problem with me. But it's fine now. When the child is recognized, with her as a lubricant, the relationship will gradually ease. Then I will take care of him again." You go and see them.”

"Child?" Su Wanqin was puzzled, "What child?"