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Famous family favorite: little wife PK uncle Chapter 4

Famous family favorite: little wife PK uncle Chapter 4

Song Xianyu still stopped the car at the gate of the villa area. She stood by the side of the road and waited for Lin Yujing to drive away before turning around to enter the gate of the villa area and heading towards Song’s house.

The entrance door was no longer locked, and as soon as Song Xianyu entered the entrance, he heard Yang Zhen’s beaming voice.

“At first I saw that I like garlic open back shrimp and sweet and sour short ribs. These two dishes have to be cooked well, and Ziming likes to drink wine. Don’t forget to warm it up. He has a bad stomach, and it hurts his stomach when drinking cold… …”

The happy voice stopped abruptly when he saw Song Xianyu.

A layer of frost attached to Yang Zhen’s eyes, picked up the brand-name bag on the sofa, and said to the servant: “I’ll pick them up first. You guys prepare lunch.”

Then, without even looking at Song Xianyu, he walked away.

Song Xianyu gave way to the side, not caring about Yang Zhen’s indifferent attitude, a trace of joy filled his heart, and his father was going home.

She went back to the room and took a shower, changed her clothes, dried her hair and planned to put on makeup. Seeing the still red and swollen welts in the mirror, she remembered the swelling cream Lin Yujing gave her.

Song Xianyu pulled out the anti-swelling cream from her bag, applied some on her face, and then began to make-up. After ten minutes, her face became white and flawless.

She twisted the long hair with her shoulders into a ball head, stretched out her hand to fix the U-shaped hairpin, her eyes touched the anti-swelling cream, and the movement in her hand stopped.

Why is Ji Linyuan so good to her?

Song Xianyu looked at her bright-eyed herself in the mirror. Was this skin fascinating him?

Soon she denied this conjecture again. Ji Linyuan looked at her with clean and serious eyes. There was no man’s interest in women.

Song Xianyu couldn’t figure it out, so she simply didn’t want to charge it up, and picked up half of the English version of “Pride and Prejudice” from her desk.

After eleven o’clock, Song Ziming’s voice came from downstairs.

Song Xianyu immediately closed the book and went downstairs. In addition to Yang Zhen and Song Ziming, there was also a twenty-four-year-old young woman downstairs. She was the real daughter of the Song family. See you at the beginning of Song Dynasty.

Yang Zhen surrounded the early Song Dynasty to see Xiu Han and asked warmly, the smile in her eyes almost overflowed her eyes.

“Dad, sister, are you back?” Song Xianyu greeted politely.

The smile at the corner of Yang Zhen’s mouth faded, and the original warm atmosphere faded.

Song Chu saw that Song Xianyu smiled, “I heard you found a part-time job, didn’t you go to work today?”

Song Xianyu: “This evening shift will be over at 3 o’clock in the afternoon.”

At the beginning of Song Dynasty, he smiled faintly, and said nothing.

When Song Ziming saw Song Xianyu, his eyes were full of love, “Why are you thin?”

Song Xianyu stood in front of him with her hands behind her back, revealing the little girl’s mind, like a joke and coquettishly said: “Dad is not at home, I think dad thinks.”

“Haha, you child.” Song Ziming smiled heartily, raised his hand to touch the tip of the little daughter’s nose, and suddenly realized that her daughter has grown up, then took her hand back halfway, “Let’s eat, it’s almost twelve o’clock, everyone is hungry. ”

The dinner table.

Yang Zhen would pour wine for Song Ziming, and then see some vegetables in the beginning of Song Dynasty. The family was very happy, and Song Xianyu sat quietly to the side, looking a little out of place.

Song Ziming saw it, and gave her a small row. He said mildly and distressed, “Eat more, look at you thin.”

Song Xianyu bit his chopsticks and smiled, her nose slightly sour.

“Thank you, Dad.” Song Ziming gave her father’s love, which is the sunshine she craves.

A dark color flashed across Yang Zhen’s eyes, and immediately raised a smile, and pushed a plate of pork liver with onion to Song Xianyu, “Eat more pork liver, I specially asked Sister Wang to make it for you, to replenish blood, look at your face There was no bloody color on the last, and when someone saw it, they thought I was treating you harshly to keep you from getting full.”

In front of Song Ziming, Yang Zhen has always been virtuous and kind.

Song Xianyu clamped a piece of pig liver and stuffed it into her mouth, and said calmly with her eyelashes down, “Thank you mom.”

Song Ziming saw that Yang Zhen was so virtuous, and his eyes flashed with relief.

After eating.

Song Ziming took out two boxes for dresses from the suitcase, “This is from my father, a partner in the clothing business, and it happens to be your grandma’s 70th birthday a few days later. You will wear this when that time comes.”

The two dresses have similar styles, different colors, and exquisite workmanship, which are very valuable.

“Give me the champagne color, the rose red is too gorgeous.” Song Chujian immediately took away his favorite, and then asked, “Will the Zhou family come by then?”

Song Ziming: “Nature.”

Seeing that Song Chu didn’t know what he thought of, the smile at the corner of his mouth suddenly became shy.

Song Xianyu sat aside holding the rose red dress, Song Ziming handed over a bank card to each of his two daughters, “This is your pocket money this month, one hundred thousand per person, not enough to tell my father.”

To his daughter, Song Ziming has always been generous.

Song Chu happily took it over, “Thank you Dad.”

Song Xianyu also took over and thanked him, but he was not as happy as he saw Song Chu.

“That’s right.” Song Ziming thought of something and said: “This time there was a problem with the project in Chongqing, and the capital chain was short. Fortunately, I met Mr. Ji there three days ago. He was very optimistic about my project and invested. Only after a sum of money was invested, I was saved from danger. Tomorrow night I plan to invite him to a meal, and you will also go together.”

Song Xianyu was taken aback and looked at Song Ziming.

Song Chujian asked the question she wanted to ask, “Mr Ji? The one from VINCI Group?”

Song Ziming nodded.

“Dad, did you make an appointment with him?” Song Chuan was a little surprised. Although the Song family’s Huatai International is not small, it is far from VINCI Group. Song Ziming’s status in the business world is far less than that of VICIN. It is not an easy task to ask him to make an appointment.

Sure enough, Song Ziming shook his head, “No, I made an invitation. They said that there is no time, but I have already found out that tomorrow night he will be socializing at the Beijing Hotel. When the time comes, our family will have dinner, and then we will have a chance encounter. He will help. I have to thank you for being so busy.”

Song Xianyu lowered his head and listened quietly, with some fine hair scattered on the white ears, soft and delicate.

Yang Zhen saw Song Xianyu’s charming fox, her mouth was smiling, but her eyes were very sharp.

……

During the lunch break, Song Xianyu was sleeping in a daze, and suddenly keenly aware of someone in the room, she woke up all of a sudden.

Yang Zhen stood in front of the desk, pinching the rose-red dress with two fingers, and the smile on her lips was extremely ironic, “You are also worthy of wearing this vulgar thing.”

She threw the dress on the ground like trash, then picked up the bank card on the table, shook Song Xianyu, and made no secret of the high-pitched charity gesture, “I said long ago, you are not qualified to use it. This family pays a penny, leaving you to eat is the most benevolent.”

After that, Yang Zhen trampled on the dress like an ant, and left with her chin.

Song Xianyu’s hands holding the quilt loosened tightly, tightly and loosely. She got out of bed and picked up the dress, patted the ashes on it, the back of the hand holding the dress was raised and white, her beautiful eyes were quiet and dark, but her tone was quiet. Very calm: “Don’t bully the young and poor. There must be a day of dragons and phoenixes. Mom, thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, it is better to leave yourself leeway in life and things.”

Yang Zhen just walked to the door and smiled angrily when she heard these words, “Wait for you to become so prosperous someday, come and say this to me again, I don’t think you can think about it in this life!”