Chapter 1368

After a long time, Jin Si weighed all the advantages and disadvantages.

Finally, he nodded his head and agreed to Song Xi's request.

"Well, I promise you."

Put down the hatred, you can let your daughter willingly return to his side, this deal, he did not lose.

Song Xi's mouth slightly raised a arc: "well, that's settled, but if he doesn't wake up, I will not come back naturally, I need to take care of him."

"I will ask the best doctor to treat him. I believe he will wake up soon, but there is one thing you must remember. From the moment you officially become the eldest miss of the Jin family and enter the door of the Jin family, you are not allowed to call him father again, but your father will only have one. That's me. "

"Then I have a condition, that is, I don't change my surname. My name is Song Xi forever."

If Jin Si raises one condition, she will return it. She is smart and shrewd. She can't afford to lose at all.

Jin Si slowly exuded a smile: "it's really my daughter. I won't be taken in at all. Yes, I promise you

Song Xi's leaving song Qian and returning to him as his daughter will be the biggest revenge for song Qian.

With this kind of attack, his revenge will be rewarded.

"Well, I'll go back first."

"I'll send you a driver."

Get up and send Song Xi out.

When Jin Wen returned home, he happened to meet Song Xi at the door.

"Sister, are you here?"

Jin Wen is very polite. When you see her, you call her.

Song Xi was happy when he became his sister.

Because father no longer forced him to marry his own sister. He has no such pressure now, so he is more comfortable.

"Well. I'm going back. "

"Don't you sit a little longer?"

"No need."

Song Xi got on the driver's car and drove slowly away from the manor.

Jin Wen watched the car go away, and then came back home.

As soon as he entered the door, Jin Wen was killed by Jin Si: "where are you going to be fooled? This point will come back?"

"It's business."

When Jin Wen saw Jin Si, he was always respectful. His father's authority was too powerful.

"Go to find Ling's girl again?"

"Yes."

"If people can't see you, don't be shameless. Our family also needs dignity and face."

"That's how you look down on your son?"

"I have several Jin and several liang of my own psychological clarity."

Jin Si went back to the house on crutches.

Jin scar curled his mouth, full of resentment.

It's also his children. Why is the deviation so great.

His eyes to Song Xi are kind and amiable, but they are strict and serious to him every time.

It's really unfair. I don't know if anyone has the same unfair treatment as him. (Ling Yichen: + 1 + 1, and I and I, I have not received any fair treatment since I was a child)

at this time, Ling Yichen is reading on the sofa at home.

Muxin hands a plate of washed grapes to him: "brother Yichen, taste one."

"Eat it yourself."

"I've been washing it for so long and it's so clean. Are you sure I can't have one?"

Mucin takes a grape and hands it to his mouth.

Ling Yichen picked up the book and went upstairs from the sofa.

I haven't seen Song Xi for several days. I miss her, but there's no reason for her to come back. What should I do.

Damn it, there's another bad feeling.

Ling Yichen went back to the room and slammed the door.

"So many grapes, give me to eat."

Xiao Bai came up and opened his mouth shamelessly.

"Eat you big head."

Muxin raises his palm and is about to cover his mouth.

Fortunately, Xiao Bai is ready to hold out her hand and grasp her wrist. "Don't try to hit me again this time, hehe. It's a waste not to eat. Just give it to me. I like to pick up leaks. "

"Let go of Miss Ben's hand, Xiao Bai. You want to die."

Mucin's hand was caught and could not move.

Xiao Bai's other hand is just about to take the grapes from the fruit plate.

Mucin buckled the plate on his head.

Grape by grape fell from his head. Rolling all over the place.

"Now you can eat it. It's all for you. Pick it up and eat it."

Mucin's indignant handle is pulled out of Xiao Bai's hand and rushes back to the room.

Xiao Bai picked up a grape from the sofa and put it into his mouth. Looking at the back of her leaving, he said, "shrew, shrew who can't marry, who married you, who suffered."

A memorial in the room.

Playing mobile phone in bed.The mobile page is on the chat page of wechat.

A cartoon girl is talking to him.

"Little brother, would you like to show up? Anyway, we are all lovers in the game. "

The chatting person is the very familiar Yanyu Jiangnan that he plays in the game.

"Cough, no way."

The memorial simply refused.

After all, a three-year-old sister, he really dare not eat this tender grass.

Now, online love is so popular, and there are a lot of it, but he doesn't have the idea.

"Why, don't you think I'm too technical?"

"That's not true."

"Then you think I'm too ugly? In fact, I'm not ugly. Do you want to see my photo? "

"No, you're not ugly, but I'm ugly. I can send you a picture."

Finish saying, memorial went to the net to look for a sharp elder brother's ugly Zhao to send past.

The man in the picture, with untidy hair, stubby beard, small eyes, flat nose, should be as ugly as possible.

After the photos were sent, for a long time, the other side didn't send any more messages.

A smile rose from the corner of the mouth.

Can't help sighing: "now people ah, what is particularly Yan dog. Don't forget it. "

Drop your cell phone and get ready to take a bath.

Ding Dong.

Then I heard the wechat message sound again.

Remember to pick up the mobile phone.

It's from the south of the Yangtze River.

"I'm sorry. I went to a toilet just now. Little brother, you look very Impressionist."

"Cough, what adjective is impressionism?"

The girl's strange words made him accept incompetence.

"It's to be able to make a deep impression. I always dream of that."

"You mean nightmares?"

"Almost."

"Are you afraid of nightmares when you chat with such a person every day?"

The memorial is intended to be tentative.

A man who only looks at his beauty is not worthy of deep friendship.

"I'm not afraid, because I never dream. Where is my little brother from?"

"The French."

"It doesn't look like it?"

The photos sent are typical of Asians.

"A quarter of French origin, so it's not obvious."

"Oh, I'm a Chinese American hybrid. Then we're all mixed."

In memory of biting her lips, she really didn't want to spray the little girl. Now people on the Internet can't believe it. She must think she's talking nonsense, so she also talks nonsense. There are so many mixed race children in the world.

Besides, maybe it's a good chat now, even if it's a personal demon.