Chapter 1205

After Song Qiye hung up, he lowered the window and smoked a cigarette.

His brow is locked tightly, which makes the pattern of hanging needle more clear and full of gloom.

Song Qiyu thinks that if he takes the inheritance right of the Song family, he can do whatever he wants?!

It's just wishful thinking.

And the old man, who had a special preference for song Qiyu since he was a child, couldn't see any other children in his eyes.

Since the grandparents and grandchildren thought they could cover the sky with one hand, he had to see whether the Song family could stand still or the Qin family was better in the process of tit for tat with Qin Sishao.

……

That night, song Qiyu walked out of song's old house at two o'clock in the night.

Standing in the courtyard in front of the attic door, he looked up at the dim night with sharp eyes.

At this time, the bodyguard who was waiting in the car raised his eyelids with a sleepy face. Seeing the figure of song Qiyu, he quickly pushed the door open, "young master, can you go?"

Song Qiyu's expression was cool, and before he could speak, there came the call of old lady song, "ah Yu, you wait!"

It was more than two o'clock in the night, and the old lady of song was not tired. She still looked energetic.

Song Qiyu turned around and went to the old lady. She bowed her head and said, "grandma, why haven't you gone to bed yet?"

Mr. Song raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. "Ah Yu, although grandma agreed to help you, you must remember that this is the last time!

No matter what, after this time, we and his Qin family, well water does not violate river water.

When the Song family comes to your generation, the number of people has withered. Grandma doesn't want to send black haired people to white haired people. Do you understand? "

The long exhortation of song Laofu's words made song Qiyu's eyes a little heavy.

He pursed the corners of his lips in a faint tone. "I'll think about it, grandma."

Mrs. song looked at his reluctant eyebrows and sighed, "you child, your mind is too heavy. You carry all the pressure yourself. Grandma is also distressed.

But you can rest assured that as long as it's something you want to do, grandma will help you. As for the future, let's talk about it.

By the way, the girl named Yan Shiqi, do you have any other plans? Ah Yu, she's married. She has some ideas. You should put them down. "

Song Qi Yu's eyes trembled and nodded quietly, but he didn't say anything after all.

Mrs. song looked at him with a little burning eye. At last, she just shook her head and sighed, "don't let Grandma down..."

"Don't worry, I won't."

Old lady song gave a few more words of advice, and then the servant helped her back to the main building.

Song Qi Yu stood in the same place and looked at the back of old lady song. The dark color of her eyes was as thick as the night sky.

……

The next day, two o'clock in the afternoon.

In the underground parking lot, as brother Qin got off the bus, he saw the Europa on the opposite side and Qiao Mu leaning by the car smoking.

The man looked down at the ground, three or four cigarette butts scattered at his feet.

Qiao Mu came with half a cigarette. As he breathed the smoke, he joked, "are you willing to come back?"

He called Lao Si and found out that this guy had gone back to linhuwan at noon to cook for his sister-in-law.

Do you want to be so greasy?!

"What's the matter?" The man closed the car door, Qiao Mu also timely handed the cigarette box, "someone, want me to introduce you to him!"

The man took the cigarette and rubbed it twice. "Who?"

Qiao Mu didn't hide it. He said frankly, "you should know song Qiye, the third son of the Song family."

Hearing the name, fourth brother Qin's eyes swept across the strange color, "what does he want to do?"