Even if Li Rong doubted her ability, he would not be too extreme in the face of Huo Yingdi, and transferred her a million yuan deposit.

Song Yiyan is not polite and takes the money.

Chen Shan has decided to tell her husband everything truthfully. No matter what difficulties they have, they should go through it together.

Moreover, during this period of time, she saw her husband becoming thinner and thinner, worried about her affairs, and felt pain in her eyes.

After listening to her, Li Rong red eyes and held her hand: "you can rest assured that we can make it through. How can you be so stupid?"

Chen Shan leaned in his arms, sobbing: "I'm sorry, husband, I'm not good, I'm sorry."

Song Yiyan and Ji Xing have not left yet, and they have some things to tell Li Rong.

Li Rong soon sorted out her emotions and came out. When she faced song Yiyan again, she completely lost her suspicion. She was just very anxious: "Miss Song, my wife said you are going to Guangnan. When will you leave? Can I help you find some people to accompany you? "

It is said that the folk customs there are fierce. If they go there, he is afraid that they will suffer losses.

"It's not necessary to find someone. I'm going to accompany my grandfather to the ancestral home. It's in Guangnan." Song Yiyan finished and handed him a stack of Zifu paper: "these runes are pasted on the window door of your house. Don't leave them anywhere."

She knew that her behavior today had infuriated the six gods of that thing, and could not rule out that it would start.

"Well, I remember." Li Rong took the rune paper and looked at Song Yiyan: "Miss Song, do you have any way to relieve my wife's pain?"

Song Yiyan also handed over several pieces of Fu paper: "this, one piece every day, once in the morning, burn fufu water for her to take, which can temporarily suppress the thing in her stomach."

"Thank you." Li Rong was very grateful and sent them out in person.

Zuo Ming has already left. His identity has given them enough face. It is impossible to send them back.

Li Rong asked the housekeeper to drive the car out and send them back. While waiting for the car, he wanted to get closer: "where is Miss Song's hometown?"

Song Yiyan: "Lingnan is very close to Guangnan."

"Miss Song's hometown is in the same place as that of general Song Shu." Li Rong also had a feeling.

He is not familiar with Song Shu. He is just a nodding acquaintance. However, he can't write two characters of Song Dynasty in this stroke. It's so clever that I can say it easily when I think of it.

"Oh, Song Shu is my uncle." Song Yiyan, like him, said it without much thought.

She is not saying that it's OK, but she frightens Li Rong very much. Darling, Song Shu is her uncle. Isn't she the eldest lady of the Song family?

Until song Yiyan and Ji Xing all rode away in the car, Li Rong stood in the same place for a long time without being able to recover.

Miss song?

She's a great lady of the Song family. Do you want to make money as a Yin Yang teacher?

Besides, isn't she blocked by the entertainment industry some time ago? Who has the guts to kill her?

**

the next day, song Yiyan was yelled by Ji Xing early.

Open the door, subconsciously to the quarter line on the body of the past, soft and lazy with no bones like.

Song Chen's death gaze swept past.

Song Yiyan immediately sober up, low cough a, smilingly look at the past: "grandfather, you really get up early."

Song Chen: "clean up and get down quickly. The car is already waiting."

Song Yiyan directly ignored the old man's dangerous warning eyes and pulled Ji Xing into the room: "you hurry to help me pack my luggage!"

Song Chen frowned. They didn't even pack their luggage. Did you take his words to heart?

If song Yiyan knew that song Jing would go back to her hometown with her, she would not allow her grandfather to go back to worship.

After getting on the car, even if it is regret, there is no regret medicine.

Ji Xing was glared by the old man and sat in the co pilot's seat.

She was sitting between Song Jing and Song Chen, father and son. The atmosphere in the carriage was very awkward.

Song Chen looked at her face full of writing unhappy, first opened his mouth: "your mother back to your grandmother's home, later directly to the airport."

The third and the eldest don't have time. If they don't come from the family, they will let the second family accompany him.

Where does the father and daughter have an overnight feud? Yan Yan, a child, is soft hearted. As long as she is really good to her, she will also treat others well. Only by sincerity can she exchange sincerity.

He wants to go back to his hometown this time, mainly to solve the knot in his heart and repair the father daughter relationship between the second and Yan Yan.

"Oh." Song Yiyan light should a, no mood fluctuations, low head to play mobile phone games.

Song Jing wants to be more or less the same these days. No matter how rebellious and irritating she is, she is his daughter, the only daughter.However, to be a strict father and get used to it, it's very difficult to make him change again. He frowned: "how old are you? Do you still play games?"

Song Yiyan's staff action does not stop, obviously is lazy to pay attention to him.

Song boom and downs of the chest, bite teeth, to see what attitude she is? Is this her attitude towards her father? There's going to be a tantrum here.

"Shut up." Song Chen stares at him, how to tell him, talk to Yan Yan well, and teach a lesson.

As Lao Tzu, he has not spoken yet. Let him speak!

Song Jing was stared at by the old man and shut his mouth. A mouthful of blood choked in his throat. Looking back, he saw that the old man at home put on his glasses and took out his mobile phone.

Song Chen looked at the direction of the co driver's seat: "Ji Xing, take me to fight with Yan Yan."

Song Jing's eyes twitch for a moment, but his father didn't shout out, so he was glared back again, burning with anger.

What is this unfilial girl doing?

The old man is also, in the past, he never touched his mobile phone very much. He didn't see him for a few days. He learned to play the game and formed a team with people.

It must have been brought down by this unfilial daughter.

After playing two games, the old man took off his glasses, rubbed his temples, and left his mobile phone to his son: "second, you can help me play two. I got up too early. I have to squint for a while, but I'm not good at it when I'm old."

Song Jing looked at the mobile phone that was thrown on his body and frowned more tightly: "Dad, I can't play."

This is what song Chen and others said with a smile: "you won't learn. Let Yanyan teach you. Yan Yan plays well. She takes me to win every time."

Song Jing handed his mobile phone: "I don't play."

Song Chen looked at the past, with a threat: "you help me play games for a while, what?"

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