Mr. He, please respect yourself

The two took their meals and went back to their seats, only to find that besides the parents of the two families, there were three people Song Zicheng didn't know standing on the round table.

The age and attire of these three people should be acquaintances of the two elders.

Li Yaoxu subconsciously shrank behind Song Zicheng.

The small community of terrorists is online.

Song Zicheng had no choice but to step forward with a smile.

"It's just in time, Yaoyao, come to see Grandpa's comrade-in-arms."

Old man Li saw his grandson from a distance, he waved quickly, pulled him to his side, and proudly said to his old friend: "My little grandson, a kid, he is inevitably shy when we meet for the first time. What, he looks handsome .”

The three elders smiled, and after a few compliments, they turned to Song Zicheng, "Then who is this?"

The three old men stood, but Song Zicheng didn't dare to sit down, so he awkwardly stood behind Mr. Song.

"Xiao Cheng, my name is Uncle." Old Master Song said calmly after taking a sip of his tea.

Song Zicheng smiled, he was obedient.

"This kid is really good." The three elders noticed Mr. Song's attitude and thought about the Song family's family affairs. They agreed tacitly, and immediately changed the subject.

The smile on Song Zicheng's face was still the same, the curve was just right as if he had practiced it, decent and well-behaved.

Sitting back in his seat, he listened to the old men reminiscing about the interesting things in their youth, and his thoughts gradually drifted away.

In fact, he's used to it.Before he was sensible, he knew his grandfather, and he didn't like to reveal his identity to outsiders.

Adopted son, after all, can't get on the stage.

When I was young, I was ignorant, and I couldn't learn to look at people's eyes. I thought that smiling at myself and pampering myself was love, but when I grew up, I realized that it was not true.

That's nothing but making up, and self-hypnosis.

The old man's heart is always separated by a thick glass.Seems to love him unconditionally, but never let him go behind the glass.

Deceive yourself and others.

Song Zicheng understood him.

Because of a woman who lost her beloved son, endured the anger and sorrow in her heart, and used a child of unknown blood and identity to comfort her, did not dare to touch, did not dare to check, and deceived herself in her heart, This is the son's only blood.

Over the years, I have hypnotized myself over and over again, to make up for him, to take care of him, to cherish him.

But he couldn't persuade himself to admit him.

How to admit it?He was born of that woman.

Even Song Zicheng's face resembled that woman's, and there was no trace of the second young master of the Song family at all.

Thus, Song Zicheng became an unacknowledged but beloved young master, very contradictory and heavy.

But Song Zicheng sometimes asked himself in his heart, did he regard Mr. Song as a real grandfather.

I am not recognized in Mr. Song's heart, so where is Mr. Song in my heart?Have you been admitted?

To the old man, Song Zicheng had always respected and relied on him, but it seemed that he didn't treat him with real affection.

Since a certain incident, he has strictly adhered to the creed that he should not give to the Song family or to the old man Song, and he did everything carefully, low-key and prudent, telling himself over and over again that he was just an adopted son and could not ask for, let alone can not refuse.

Because he is not from the Song family.Although his surname is Song, he is not worthy of the surname Song.

He is an adopted son, but also a wild son.

More than a year ago, Mei Shu secretly investigated his identity.

discovered by him.

On the DNA test report, there was the result that shocked him but was expected.

Song Zicheng felt that Mr. Song would know this secret sooner or later, as if he knew this secret more than a year ago.

But when will it be Mr. Song's turn to find out?

Song Zicheng was very scared, afraid that the Song family would find out, but he wanted the Song family to find out soon.

He wanted to be free, but he was reluctant, even very hesitant.

Once he is helpless, where will he go in the future?

Just thinking about the mess, Song Suian, Li Zhengshen, Li Zhengjun and the Song sisters came back from picking up meals. The three adults followed the two little princesses with plates full of desserts, talking and laughing.

"Xiao Cheng, I seem to have seen Chu Mo just now." Li Zhengshen said after sitting down.

"Ah?!" Song Zicheng was slightly surprised when he heard that, then he waved his hand towards Li Zhengshen guiltily, and said, "Uncle Li must have misjudged the person. Chu Mo is on a business trip, so he's not here."

"Is it He Yanshen's son?" One of the old men heard the words and said, "He is here. I only saw him when he came. He was standing at the information desk by the front door."

Another old man also said: "Today is the opening day, and there will be a ribbon-cutting ceremony later, so he should be there."

Song Zicheng listened quietly, with a smile on his face, MMP in his heart.

Well, He Chumo, didn't you say you're going on a business trip? What are you doing here with him?

How can this lie be fulfilled?

The three old men talked for a while, then took their leave and left.Not long after, the three wives came back to pick up the meal. It was just on time. The foreign chef transferred from the French restaurant showed his skills in front of the guests, frying the top-quality steak and tender deep-sea fish.

The three ladies were interested, waited for a while, and took some back.

Not knowing whether it was intentional or not, Mei Shu brought the fish to Song Zicheng.

Song Zicheng's face darkened.

The smell of fish made his stomach churn.

The others were eating happily and didn't notice the fish in front of Song Zicheng, and since it was two families eating, Song Zicheng couldn't blatantly take the whole plate of fish away, so he had to touch Li Yaoxu who was beside him.

It's a pity that the young master of the Li family who was gnawing meat didn't get Song Zicheng's intentions. He thought he wanted to eat it too, so he put a piece of meat in Song Zicheng's bowl.

Song Zicheng: ...

Helpless and uncomfortable, Song Zicheng endured the nausea, ate the meat in the bowl, then told the elders to pick up the meal, and left the table.

After taking an empty plate and walking around the food area twice, Song Zicheng stood in front of the food area for Chinese dishes.

There are soup dumplings and spring rolls.

Song Zicheng stared at the soup dumplings in the meal, thinking of the soup dumplings that He Chumo bought for him that day, he couldn't help laughing.Although I'm not hungry, would you like to grab some?

Just as he was thinking, there was a loud voice behind him. Song Zicheng looked back curiously, and he immediately saw He Chumo who was standing not far from him.

He Chumo saw him too.

Looking at each other, Song Zicheng could only hear the mad scream in his heart!

This is clearly the feeling of myocardial infarction!

Song Zicheng became obsessed with the handsome man in front of him, but when he saw Jiang Qing who was standing next to He Chumo giggling, he immediately came back to his senses, he turned around quickly, and shrank to the side. After Da Zhuzi, he took out his mobile phone and clicked on the chat interface with He Chumo, and asked:

【How did you come? 】