Mr. He, please respect yourself

The four of them really followed Song Zicheng's car to a certain restaurant, to be precise, it was a food stall.

It's still open air.

The kind that shines brightly in late autumn.

Jiang Qing watched from the car, almost shocked by the down-to-earth environment.Look at this surrounded by mountains, full of green water, gravel and grass on the side of the road, it has a poetic and picturesque flavor.In particular, the coquettish limited sports car reveals the unique side of the barren mountains and mountains in this unique picture, and expresses the charming vitality from this unique side, deeply expressing the author's inner loneliness, An eager longing for the melancholy feelings of nature.

If it wasn't for his boss's face that looked like a chopping board, Jiang Qing would have liked to sing a song for this beautiful nature on the spot.

"Still getting out of the car?" Jiang Qing unbuckled her seat belt, but saw that President He Da behind him didn't respond at all, so she couldn't help but look back.

Mo Shaoshi also looked at He Chumo.

Gu Xianwei worked a little harder, looking at the rearview mirror and looking at He Chumo from the mirror.

Jiang Qing was very much looking forward to the large-scale embarrassing ex meeting scene, just waiting for his boss to give an order, and then the whole army attacked!

He Chumo pursed his lips, looking out of the car window at Song Zicheng, who was chatting and laughing with others.

The marriage contract was broken, to him, uncle is so indifferent?

There was Jiang Qing's urging voice next to his ear, He Chumo felt a little irritable, and couldn't help pressing the center of his eyebrows.

"Go back to the company."

A few seconds later, He Chumo said this.

"Why? They all followed." Jiang Qing really didn't understand his boss's brains, and finally followed, and he was only one step out of the car to fight, and he flinched?

intolerable!

Jiang Qing urged again: "Really not going down? Xiao Chengcheng is not only accompanied by the young master of the Li family, but also two high-quality handsome men. Looking at you like this, you really don't feel flustered or disturbed?"

He Chumo really didn't have the energy to play around with Jiang Qing, sighed and said, "Go back to the company."

What makes people flustered? He Chumo's mind is already a mess. It's already annoying enough. Now he just wants to calm down.

After Song Zicheng broke off the engagement, he was like a normal person. The more he thought about it, the more blocked he became, and the more he thought about it, the more sullen he became.

Why can you give up so easily?

When the car started, He Chumo couldn't help but look out of the car window again, and saw Song Zicheng sitting upright on the small table at the outdoor food stall from a distance. wearing something.

There was a breeze, and the curly hair on Song Zicheng's head was blown up, like swaying grass.

He Chumo turned his face away and stopped looking.

At the same time, Mr. Song, who was sitting in a wheelchair in the hospital, was also staring out of the window with a face as calm as water.

"dad."

Song Suian brought a small blanket and put it on his lap, "Let's go in, it's windy."

"En." Old Master Song replied, but his gaze was fixed on the pair of sparrows on the tree outside the window, without moving.

Song Suian looked at him, thought for a while, and asked aloud, "Did Zicheng tell you anything?"

Hearing his son's question, Mr. Song finally reacted. He closed his eyes, then slowly opened them again. He took back the big hand that had been resting on the armrest of the wheelchair, and inadvertently pulled the blanket on his lap. After finishing these actions slowly, he looked at Song Suian, his voice was hoarse and low, with helplessness, "He just told me that he wanted Fang Kui... the key to the room she used to live in .”

Song Sui settled down.

"I didn't agree." Elder Song looked out of the window again, moving slowly, with a deep sense of powerlessness in his tone, his brows furrowed tightly, with inexplicable paranoia, "I said no, I won't give him... ...I won't give it to him...."

Song Sui listened quietly to the old man's murmur, and after a long time, he said, "Dad, let's go in."

In the past few days, the Li family felt that their little pimples were very strange. In the past, Li Yaoxu was a non-family guy, preferring to sleep in the school dormitory and eat takeaway every day instead of going home, but now he goes home to sleep every day, but I go out for a walk every morning and come back at night.

Although he said he was accompanying Song Zicheng, how could he be this accompanying method?According to this kid's usual style, he would only take Song Zicheng to eat and drink, and then encourage Song Zicheng to concentrate on playing games at home.How can it be like now, when you go out every day and no one is seen?Li Yaoxu's mother became suspicious of Li Yaoxu's aunt and aunt, and decided to follow him quietly.

So, she suddenly discovered that her family's big sweetheart, Pimple, had secretly returned without telling the family.

The uncle and aunt were both angry and happy, and grabbed Li Zhihui's ears and scolded him. After scolding, she still took the four children out to eat and drink.

As a model of a new generation of mediocre noble ladies, Mrs. Li's behavior is also mediocre. She directly brought several people to the mediocre six-star hotel to enjoy the mediocre VIP buffet.

The four-year-old's pocket money is limited, and these few days have been a hard life on the outside, but on the inside, they suddenly grow up, and they feel that the world is still warm and beautiful.

Because it was a buffet, Li Zhihui took a plate of tender beef and put it in front of Song Zicheng, brought a plate of seafood for his younger brother, brought some good-looking pastries for his elders, picked some daily dishes for himself, and then started eating.

Ji Changqing sat still, thinking that 20 years of friendship could be exchanged for a piece of cabbage, who knew nothing, couldn't help MMP in his heart, and resigned to his fate to renew on his own.

"You guys came back secretly, so you can't let your grandfather know, lest you will be scolded again." Li Yaoxu's mother was picking up vegetables for her son and eldest nephew, while thinking, "And the three of you are crowded in Yaoxu Yao’s school dormitory must not be able to sleep well, or live in Auntie’s apartment, which is always cleaned up, not far from home, clean, and there are many rooms.”

"Don't get used to it, this kid deserves it." Li Yaoxu's aunt and aunt gave her son an annoyed look, and felt even more annoyed when she watched his son keep putting the dishes in front of Song Zicheng. If you are older, you will know how to bow to other cabbages.

Brat!

Do you want your mother to eat?

Li Zhihui was arranged by his family, anyway, he didn't sleep anywhere, and he was always the head of the department. Now he is eating, ignoring his brother's inexplicable stares and his mother's "love" scrutiny.

"Xiaoqing didn't tell his family when he came back. Is the money still enough?" Li Yaoxu's mother kept worrying, "If it's not enough, you have to tell your aunt."

Ji Changqing smiled brightly and said 'OK'.

Li Yaoxu was listening, and couldn't help rolling his eyes, "Mom, he's such a big man, he can't starve to death, why do you care so much about him?"

Li Yaoxu's mother tapped Li Yaoxu on the head and taught him a few words to care about his friends.

Ji Changqing grinned, looked at Li Yaoxu's flat mouth, and patted his head, "A good boy must be obedient and obedient."

Li Yaoxu glared at Ji Changqing, then patted his hand away.

Several people were arguing, and Song Zicheng was also eating in a good mood, the plate in front of him was soon empty, refused Li Zhihui's help, Song Zicheng stood up to pick up the meal.

He had just eaten a full belly of meat, and he came to the vegetable section and was about to pick up some salad when he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him: