"Let me accompany you? Are you dreaming? "
Song Xi snorted coldly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and was ready to call.
She doesn't believe that song Qian will have the face to come and rob her cell phone.
"Do you want to call for help? Xiao Xi, you're still too young. Do you think I'm sure I'll keep you here? Can you still make a phone call? "
Song Qian's face is full of treachery and self-confidence. He seems to have calculated everything well and made no mistakes.
Song Xi just fell into the trap he dug.
She picked up her cell phone and looked at the cell phone. Sure enough, there was no cell phone. How could she make a phone call? Besides, there was no wireless network here, let alone communication traffic.
He must have used some kind of strong signal shield to shield the signals around the whole villa.
The cell phone in her hand is like a piece of scrap iron, useless.
"Hungry? Dad cooked the red bean porridge. You can drink it while it's hot. It's later for lunch. I have to prepare some more dishes. "
Song Qian turns around and limps back.
Song Xi was stunned for a long time.
Pick up your cell phone and look everywhere for signs. She turned around the villa and blocked every corner.
Since he couldn't find where the signal was, Song Xi decided to find the shield. As long as the shield is removed, the signal can be recovered.
Song Qian is busy in the kitchen, only to see Song Xi busy in the room.
Lunch was ready. He took the table. Song Xi was so tired that he couldn't find where the signal shielding thing was.
"Daughter, don't waste your energy. The shield is installed outside the wall. How can you find it in the villa?"
Song Qian put out the dishes and chopsticks, opened the chair and said to Song Xi.
Song shidun stopped and stood in the same place with a gloomy face.
This old fox is indeed an old fox.
"You've been tired all morning. Come to lunch. Dad makes your favorite dishes."
"Eat your own food. I'm afraid you will poison me. After all, you are a heartless person." Song Xi went to the sofa and sat down. Since she couldn't find a way out, it's better to watch it change. Maybe someone will find the car outside the villa.
Or if Rococo and Jin Chen know they haven't gone back, they will send someone to find her.
She can't panic. She can only wait quietly for the best time.
"What do you say? You are my most precious daughter. How can I poison you?" Song Qian takes a bowl of pork ribs soup from the soup bowl and goes to Song Xi and brings it to her: "come on, have some soup first."
Song Xi glanced at the bowl of thick pork chop soup. As a child, it was her favorite delicacy, but now she thought it would be a poison.
"You didn't think of me as your daughter since you pulled me to arrange the accident. You know that if the accident is a little more serious, I might die directly."
"No, I'm in charge of everything. How can I kill you? Come on, daughter, have some soup." Song Qian's humble desire, his voice hoarse, dark eyes. For a moment, Song Xi had an illusion that he looked a little pitiful.
But soon, Song Xi came to realize that a man like song Qian is not worthy of sympathy at all. Don't feel sorry at all.
"All said, No." Song Xi pushes away his bowl of soup.
Song Qian didn't hold it. The soup bowl spilled hot soup and fell to the ground.
Bang.
There are pieces of porcelain bowls on the ground.
Song Qian's hand is also hot, and Song Xi has a little mood fluctuation.
She didn't mean to. She just wanted to tell herself that song Qian was such a hateful person that he didn't deserve sympathy at all. As soon as his temper came up, he overturned the soup bowl in his hand.
Song Qian's lips are still wearing a light smile, "it's OK. I served you a bowl. Wait a minute."
He slowly squatted down in front of Song Xi and picked up all the debris on the ground: "be careful, don't cut your hands and feet. I'll sweep the land first. "
When he was picking up the pieces, Song Xi could clearly see the hot red skin on the back of his hand.
The moment he bent down and stood up again, she felt that he was several years old again.
There is no servant at home. He does everything himself.
He used to be the president of the group and a great artist who can draw the world with his hands, but now he is like this.
Song Xi has an indescribable feeling in his heart.
She didn't want to sympathize with him. She thought he deserved it, but she was deceived by his appearance.
Having raised her for more than 20 years, she couldn't have no feelings.
After cleaning the place where the bowl was broken, song Qian happily filled a bowl and put it in front of her coffee table, "drink while it's hot.". The food is all on the table. I'm heating it for you when it's cold. "Song Qian did not sit on the table after saying this, but raised his tired legs back to the room and closed the door to rest.
Lying on the bed, song Qian covered the quilt with tears running down his eyes.
Everyone can think that he is destroying his last trace of kindness and humanity, but he only doesn't want Xiaoxi to misunderstand him.
He is still a father here. A father who just wants her to eat and dress.
Looking back on his life, he had almost nothing, he just wanted it.
It's just that he doesn't have everything he wants.
He knew where he was wrong, but he didn't feel sorry.
Because if he doesn't fight, he has nothing.
Lying in bed, thinking for a long time.
From that year, Fisher suddenly broke into his world, and his life rhythm became a mess.
From the beginning to the end, he was paying the price for the affection after that meeting.
Song Xi never touched the lunch made by song Qian.
In the afternoon, she was so sleepy that she leaned on the sofa and took a nap. She didn't even drink a mouthful of water.
In the evening, Ling Xiaohan arrived at Provence garden hotel with Xiao Bai after finishing the company's business.
After greeting Lingxiao Qianchen and Jin Keng, lingruoxun and others, Lingxiao returned to the hotel suite where he stayed and changed into a light suit for dinner.
"Is she here?" Ling Yi Chen asked that she naturally refers to Song Xi.
Xiao Baisi understood, "it's said that the morning will be here, and he brought Rococo. But our people reported that Miss Song didn't seem to be in the hotel, but went to the place where she lived when she was a child. "
"When did you leave? Not back yet? "
"I left in the morning. Our people haven't come out since they saw her enter the villa."
"Is there anyone living in the villa for so long? Have our people been in yet? "
"No, the gate of the villa is a password lock. It's not easy for us to force the lock. We have to wait outside the gate to observe the situation."
"Will something happen? Prepare the car. " Ling Yichen put on a coat and went out of the suite.
Xiao Bai followed him closely. "Yes, Mr. Shao. Will you stop for dinner? "
"She's important to eat?"