After a secret marriage, the heir to a wealthy family asks to make it public every day

Early in the morning, Song Jinshu received a call from her mother, "Jinshu, your dad was drunk yesterday, and your uncle Zhang sent him home. He asked you to come, and I said you went out to play with your friends, so don't let it slip."

"I know, Mom! My dad has been drinking a lot recently?" Song Jinshu still couldn't help but care about Chang Pingchuan.

Yang Guiyun said angrily: "You've done this to yourself! He's spoiled Chang Xile too much! If you dared to live with a man like this before marriage, I would have broken your legs long ago!"

With a slight smile, Song Jinshu said, "Not necessarily! Many parents are passionate when talking about other people's children, but are at a loss when it comes to their own children."

"The main thing is that Chang Xile is too ignorant. What did she find? She even asked your dad for money, and your dad gave it to her." Yang Guiyun was actually most angry about this matter.

Song Jinshu sighed, "Mom, don't worry about this! Please try to persuade my dad to drink less."

"How could I have that ability!" Yang Guiyun sneered, "Even if we were tied together with Deng Pan, we couldn't compare to Chang Xile's importance in your father's heart!"

Song Jinshu thought to himself: Here it comes again!

"Mom, please stop comparing us all the time. If you don't compare, you won't be unhappy." This is how Song Jinshu has lived these years. No matter how obedient she is or how much work she does, she is never as good as her younger brother in her mother's heart, and she is never as good as her younger brother and stepsister in her stepfather's heart.

Yang Guiyun hummed, "By the way, how is Jinfeng treating you?"

"He's very nice to me!" Song Jinshu didn't dare to say it. The warmth she felt from Jiang Jinfeng during this period was no less than what she felt in the more than ten years she stayed in the Chang family.

Yang Guiyun hummed again, "Then live a good life!"

"I will!" Song Jinshu hopes that he can have a smooth life, and being rich or poor is not important.

When they got to the office, Zhang Qiming told her, "I sent your dad home yesterday and didn't see you."

"I went out to play with my friends!" Song Jinshu said according to Yang Guiyun's instructions.

Zhang Qiming looked at her and sighed, "You know, it would be great if Xile was as obedient as you! It's a pity that your father treated her so well over the years. He was afraid of dropping her if he held her in his hands, and afraid of melting her if he held her in his mouth."

Song Jinshu didn't say anything. She knew it would be inappropriate to say anything, so it was better to remain silent.

"By the way, let me tell you something," Zhang Qiming suddenly lowered his voice, "The bureau is going to promote you to deputy section chief soon."

Song Jinshu nodded and asked in a low voice: "Who has hope this time?"

"There's only hope for two of us!" Zhang Qiming quietly pointed to the inner room, and then to the next room.

Song Jinshu now had an idea that the person who might be promoted to deputy section chief was Li Yiming and Qi Miner's female section chief Tian. However, it didn't matter who was promoted, it had nothing to do with her anyway.

There are reports online that some young civil servants and public institutions resigned because they could not stand the trivial work, but Song Jinshu never complained because she knew that with her ability, it was good enough to have this job. Moreover, when you are young, you have to endure hardships, and most people have to go through this process.

Why should she, an ordinary person with no outstanding abilities and no background, be an exception?

Zhang Qiming was indeed well-informed. In the afternoon, the higher-ups came to inspect and asked them to nominate a deputy section chief.

This time, it’s Li Yiming!

When she got off work in the afternoon, Qi Miner quietly told Song Jinshu that her section chief was crying.

Song Jinshu didn't ask why, the reason was too obvious. Section Chief Tian was already in his forties, and if he missed this opportunity, there would be no chance of him being promoted to deputy section chief.

"I just don't understand, what's so good about being an official!" Qi Min'er muttered.

Song Jinshu smiled, "Everyone has different situations, different goals, different concepts, and different bottom lines of acceptance."

"What about you? Jinshu, do you want to be an official?" Qi Min'er asked, staring into Song Jinshu's eyes.

Song Jinshu shook his head, "No, it's too tiring!"

"No wonder we are friends, we have the same ideas." Qi Min'er held her best friend's arm affectionately, "By the way, Jinshu, I often ride in your car recently. My parents asked me to buy you a gift. What do you want?"

Song Jinshu smiled and said, "I'm just giving you a ride on the way."

"You still have to turn around and come back!" Qi Miner continued to talk to herself, "The weather is getting cold, let's each buy a pair of snow boots! If it snows and the road is slippery, we can walk to work together."

When Song Jinshu got home and was about to cook, her cell phone rang.

She saw that the call was from Li Yiming, so she wanted to ignore it. But the call kept coming, making her feel annoyed, so Song Jinshu pressed the answer button. But for some reason, she, who never recorded anything, pressed the recording button, and then she said lightly, "Director, is there something wrong?"

"Jinshu, are you home?" Li Yiming asked.

Song Jinshu hummed, "We're home."

"Can you please come out? I'll treat you to dinner!"

Song Jinshu said hurriedly: "No need, Director, my meal is ready."

Li Yiming's next words made Song Jinshu panic, "Jinshu, I'm downstairs at your house now. Come out, or I'll go upstairs!"

"What do you mean?" Song Jinshu's anger began to rise.

Li Yiming said, "Jinshu, I like you, can't you see it?"

After thinking about it, Song Jinshu hung up the phone.

But Li Yiming called as usual, and Song Jinshu was so angry that he blocked him.

Suddenly remembering what he just said, Song Jinshu immediately called his mother, "Mom, if anyone comes to the house looking for me, just tell them I'm out."

"Who? Who would come to your house to see you?"

Song Jinshu sighed, "A male colleague, he is mentally ill!"

"Psycho! If he comes up, I'd better call the police!" Yang Guiyun said immediately, as if the person was already in front of her.

Song Jinshu thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he's just talking. Don't panic!"

"No, Jinshu, how did you offend him?" Yang Guiyun asked anxiously, "You should know that it's already good enough for you to marry Jinfeng, you must not attract other men!"

Song Jinshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Mom, are you really my biological mother? How can you doubt your own daughter like this!"

"Someone's knocking on the door!" Yang Guiyun panicked. "I'm home alone now. I don't dare to open the door!"

Song Jinshu said hurriedly: "Then lock the door and ignore him!"

"No, I heard the voice from upstairs. Is she coming to borrow vinegar again?" Yang Guiyun couldn't help complaining, "You mean the one upstairs? She looks well dressed, but she comes every few days to borrow some vinegar and garlic. I don't know what she's thinking!"

Song Jinshu heard Yang Guiyun go to open the door, and sure enough, it was a woman who came to borrow two cloves of garlic.

"Take this one!" Yang Guiyun found her a head of garlic and closed the door. "It's really strange. Doesn't her family buy vegetables? The vegetable market sells vinegar and garlic! You mustn't do anything to make the Jiang family and Jinfeng unhappy!"