After the poor daughter was exposed: bigwigs from all walks of life went crazy

Upon seeing this, the property manager left with a tactful look on his face, and couldn't wait to share the matter with his colleagues.

Song Yun was wearing a black coat, and his deep dark pupils hidden under his silver hair revealed complex emotions at this moment.

This European-style detached villa with blue and white colors has lost its former splendor and is covered with a layer of gray dust.

Even the garden was overgrown with weeds, and it looked desolate to the eyes.

A pair of large hands with distinct knuckles and blue bones neatly removed the old seal on the entrance door.

The house was fully furnished and even had many traces of the previous owner's life. If it weren't for the thick layer of dust, it would be hard to tell that it had been vacant for a long time.

When Song Yun reached the corner of the dining area, his footsteps stopped immediately.

On the marble square column in front of him, there were many height growth lines drawn with black marker, and there were even some blurry handwriting on it.

"Tianbao is eight years old today and has lost several teeth!"

"Tianbao is ten years old, and his father bought him a tripod piano."

"I'm twelve years old, why does my mother still call me by my nickname?"

"I'm fourteen years old. My legs hurt so much lately that I take calcium tablets every day."

These handwritings changed from immature and incomplete strokes to gradually becoming smooth and beautiful. It was like witnessing with my own eyes the transformation of this girl, nicknamed Tianbao, from a child into a young lady.

Song Yun's depressed mood suddenly dissipated a lot.

Thinking of the little girl's cold and aloof face, and her ferocious stance when driving a racing car, even more ferocious than a boy, and then looking at her nickname Tianbao, which is so sweet that it's almost tooth-splitting, he was successfully attracted by this strong contrast.

Song Yun stepped forward involuntarily with his long legs and compared his height at the age of fourteen with his own.

"She has grown quite a bit in the past two years."

He didn't think his action was childish at all. Instead, he was calculating how much taller Shen Shu had grown compared to the current fifteen-year-old Shen Shu.

He lowered his head slightly, and several lines that were just as high as his calves came into his field of vision.

"My mom bought a puppy. I ate fried dough sticks this morning, so I named it Youtiao!"

"Youtiao is one year old now. He is very afraid of fireworks. Fortunately, fireworks are banned in Beijing."

"The two-year-old Youtiao has gained a lot of weight. His father said he would cut back on his canned food and dog strips so that he could lose some weight."

"Youtiao is three years old now, but it's even naughtier than when it was little. It should be renamed Pipi."

"It's been ten days since Youtiao went missing. I'm moving out too."

When he saw the last line of words, Song Yun paused.

She must have been very sad at that time. He was extremely glad that he had quickly taken over the property after learning about it yesterday.

"Wang Wang!"

A weak dog barking sound came from the high entrance door.

Song Yun turned his head inadvertently and saw a small stray dog ​​with messy hair running in around the corridor with ease.

When it saw Song Yun, it barked even more fiercely, acting like a little kid guarding its territory.

Judging from its fur and body shape, it should be a small Bichon Frise. There is also a silver nameplate hanging around its neck, which reflects several light and shadows under the indoor lights.

Song Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, and tentatively whispered, "Youtiao?"

The barking puppy suddenly stopped. It tilted its head in confusion, blinking its round black eyes, looking at the man in confusion.

Seeing this, Song Yun understood. It was the puppy that the little girl had recorded. It was probably wandering around in this villa area waiting for its owner to come back.

In Youtiao's mind, he just thought that his owners had gone on a long journey instead of moving away.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Youtiao ran around his legs twice, then ran to an open space next to the spiral staircase. When he saw that he didn't follow, he barked a few more times.

Seeing this, Song Yun curled the corners of his lips and walked over.

The dust on this open space is obviously much less than other places. It looks like some large object was once placed there and was recently moved away.

He looked at the outline on the ground for a few times and determined that it should be a tripod piano, which was most likely recently sold at a judicial auction.

Just as Song Yun was about to go upstairs to check, the phone suddenly rang.

"Don't forget to take the private jet that the boss is flying to Miami tomorrow morning."

Jiang Jingxiu was a little puzzled. The boss disappeared as soon as he returned to the capital today, and he didn't even bring his personal bodyguard with him.

"understood."

Song Yun put one hand in the pocket of his black coat and spoke in a casual tone.

He looked at the empty space under his feet, and thought of the string of childish handwriting. He suddenly changed the subject and said, "You arrange to buy a Bechstein Hoffmann tripod piano and send it to Building A7 of the Qingqin Villa District in the Hai District."

Jiang Jingxiu was stunned for a moment. Isn't this the address where Shen Shu lived before bankruptcy? No wonder the boss flew back to the capital overnight after learning about Song Huaizhi and Shen Shu's affairs yesterday.

"Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the other end of the phone say, "Please make an appointment at the veterinary hospital. I will go there in person later."

After Song Yun hung up the phone, he turned his gaze back to the puppy who was looking at him with his head tilted.

"Go, your hard days are over."

He stretched out his long legs wrapped in his suit pants, and perhaps out of love for the dog, he didn't care about his cleanliness and wanted to pick it up directly.

"Woof woof!" Youtiao pretended to hide backwards, being very wary of the tall man in front of him who was dressed in black.

"Come on, I'll take you to buy dog ​​strips and canned food." Thinking of the record on the pillar about eating fried dough sticks to lose weight, Song Yun's mind quickly changed and he changed the route directly.

When Youtiao heard these two words, he immediately wagged his tail and followed over.

The black Bugatti Veyron Centodieci supercar was galloping in the bustling streets of Beijing.

Passersby cast their eyes towards the car, curious about who the owner was.

However, to their surprise, the car owner did not see it, but he saw a stray dog ​​with dirty hair lying next to the open passenger window!

This scene with such a contrast and funny look made passers-by stunned.

Shen Shu, who had just sent Yang Lili and Li Nan off for dinner, suddenly felt the phone in his pocket vibrate.

"Good boy, fruit after dinner."

She took the fruit plate handed to her by Zheng Wanhua with one hand, opened the unread text message column on her mobile phone with the other hand, and looked down inadvertently.

"【Z Country xx Bank】Dear Ms. Shen Shu, your savings card account with the last number 5699 received a demolition compensation of RMB .10 on October 1st, and the current balance is..."