Chapter 1614

When she was wronged, she hated song Lingling even more.

"What's the use of your fierce daughter? If you want to blame it, it's your original romantic!" Alline stood up for her daughter.

"You don't want to make this house dirty, so you quickly destroy the video!" Song Kaiming is fierce even AI Lian.

"Loser!" Ailian scolded and took his daughter out with a bad temper.

Song Kaiming looked at Song Lingling coldly: "take out the ashes tonight anyway!"

"I'm going to move out!" Song Lingling said coldly.

She can't live here anymore.

Song Kaiming didn't want her to break away from her control: "no!"

"Well, I'll live here with my mother's ashes."

"I'll buy a cemetery tomorrow and bury her!"

"You can't let me go out." Song Lingling suddenly smiled strangely: "I'll just sprinkle my mother's ashes in the back garden."

"You dare!" Song Kaiming really wants to strangle this little bitch.

"Your daughter is abnormal. I can't guarantee when to install surveillance in my room again. You don't agree with me to move out. I'll call Zhang Shao now and ask him to pick me up. How about I go to his house?" Song Lingling looked at Song Kaiming with a smile: "I tell him the truth that I am your illegitimate daughter. Then I try my best to confuse Zhang Shao and let him be determined to me and listen to me. If I let him destroy song, he will destroy song. If I let him buy which company, he will buy which company. Do you think so?"

When she said these words with a smile, song Kaiming felt a burst of hair in his heart.

Song Lingling hates him as a father. He sees it through her eyes.

After she married Zhang Hao, would she really wear a pair of pants with Zhang Hao and let Zhang Hao bring down the Song family?

If so

Song Kaiming made plans in his heart.

The little bitch's wings are hard and must be unreliable.

It's easier to deal with him than picking up an ant.

Zhang Jia is not reliable at all. He has to find a backer 100 times stronger than Zhang Jia!

But in this province, there are only two or three strongest backers.

Xinghui International Group is impossible. Jiahua film and television is not in the same industry. Only Xuanhuai International Group

Song Kaiming suddenly took out a pile of money from his wallet and threw it at Song Lingling's feet: "if you want to move it, move it now!"

After Song Lingling determined that song nuoyu had destroyed all the videos, she left song Kaiming's house with a schoolbag, a box in one hand and ashes in the other.

Looking at her back, song Nuo's face was full of hate.

It's this woman who made her fierce by her father!

She won't make her feel better!

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Song Lingling stood by the roadside and waited for a long time. She didn't see a taxi coming.

This is a luxury villa area. Who can live here without a car?

There are few taxis hanging around here.

And it's so late at night.

Gu Jiajia has just returned from Yijun.

She will take pictures near the villa these days and shoot a modern play.

After coming back from Yijun, I didn't go back to the big city and went straight back to my home here.

Gerry is at home tonight. She's going back to date him!

When the car approached song Lingling, Gu Jiajia, with sharp eyes, found the iron box in her hand!

Gu Jiajia was surprised and slammed on the brake.

The wheels rubbed hard against the ground and made a harsh sound.

Song Lingling, who was standing by the roadside, thought there was an accident and was so frightened that her neck shrank.

She looked nervously at the car and saw it parked on the side of the road. It was fine and there was no accident.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, a woman with fashionable clothes, strong aura and beautiful appearance got out of the car.

She stood there and looked at her for a second, then walked towards her.

Song Lingling looked up and stared at the woman approaching her.

When she saw each other's face, song Lingling was overjoyed: "Gu Jiajia!!!"

Gu Jiajia's eyes fell on the iron box in Song Lingling's hand!

It's it!

It's really it!

They haven't found it all the time. Unexpectedly, she saw it tonight!

"You......" Gu Jiajia pointed to the iron box in Song Lingling's hand and was too excited to speak.

Song Lingling likes Gu Jiajia very much. Gu Jiajia is her idol!

Idol standing in front of her, she is more excited than Gu Jiajia!

Her legs are shaking with excitement!

"Jiajia... Sister Jiajia, I grew up watching your play. I like you so much! I don't think you are more beautiful!"

Calling the idol's full name directly seems too disrespectful to her, but the idol is older than himself and should not be called Jiajia or Miss Gu.

You can't call her aunt. The idol is well maintained. It seems that her age is no different from that of a little girl in her twenties.

Song Lingling thinks it's most appropriate to call her sister Jiajia.

Gu Jiajia tried to calm herself down. She smiled at Song Lingling: "thank you! Why don't you go home so late?"

As soon as song Lingling heard this, her expression suddenly pulled down, like a lifeless ball. The whole person seemed very lifeless: "I don't have a home. I want to rent a room, but I can't get a car."

What can appear here is a child without a home?

Gu Jiajia thought she was angry with her family. She wanted to know why the iron box was in her hand, so she invited her to her house: "it's difficult to take a taxi here. Why don't you stay at my house for one night?"

"Is that ok? Is it convenient?" Song Lingling's eyes twinkled and looked at Gu Jiajia in surprise.

"You're not afraid I'll sell you. I'm sure I can."

"I can't sell it for much. Sister Jiajia is so rich that she doesn't care about my selling money?"

Gu Jiajia's eyes flashed a touch of joy: "you really can talk. Let's go and go to my house."

Song Lingling was very happy, but she just took two steps and suddenly remembered something. She stopped and looked at Gu Jiajia's beautiful back sadly: "sister Jiajia, forget it, it's inconvenient for me to go to your house."

"What? I'm afraid I'll sell you?" Gu Jiajia looked back and smiled at Song Lingling.

Song Lingling shook her head: "no... I brought my mother's ashes..."

Gu Jiajia was slightly stunned, and her eyes fell on the white bone ash pot on Song Lingling's other hand.

"How did you... Bring your mother's ashes?" Gu Jiajia is curious.

Song Lingling did not answer, but looked at Gu Jiajia: "do you dare to take me to the hotel?"

Gu Jiajia smiled: "why dare not?"

"I'm holding a jar of ashes."

"Get in the car." Gu Jiajia smiled generously at Song Lingling.

Song Lingling pursed her lips and finally followed.

After getting on the bus, Gu Jiajia asked, "you don't sound like a native of K city. Are you from other places?"

"I'm a native of K City, but my mother and I have been living in Shanghai."

"Where's your father?"

"He has his own family and children."

Gu Jiajia hears the speech and seems to know more than he knows

"The iron box in your hand is quite unique. It looks like an antique. Where did you get it?"

"When I was five years old, I went to visit my grandfather's grave and found it on the roadside. Sister Jiajia, do you think it looks like an antique? I took it to the people in the jewelry store. They said it was worthless and dare not say it was an antique, but my classmates liked it very much when they saw it and pestered me to spend 20 million to buy it. I disagreed. Later, they said he lost it and asked me to give it back to him. Could he also see that it was an antique and wanted to deceive me?" Song Lingling suddenly thought of Yijun.

"What's your classmate's name?" Gu Jiajia also thought of Yijun.

"Jing Yijun."