Doctor Song's Hidden New Wife

Hearing Lin Xianya's words, Song Zhaoyang's eyes darkened.

Yes.

Indecisive, do not see the big picture, do not know how to adapt, how can such a person adapt to the situation?

How can the huge Song Group be managed well?
"The Song family is your lifetime inheritance," Lin Xianya reminded him, "If Shuang'er doesn't change, don't worry, the entire Song family will be handed over to him?"

Song Chaoyang is a pure businessman.

He took over the Song Group from his father, and used his talents to expand the business territory of the Song Group to the present level.

He will never allow anyone to destroy his business empire.

He will never allow his son to let the Song family down.

Song Zhaoyang's eyes were extremely dark.

Seeing Lin Xianya, she knew that he was thinking about what she said.

On her face, she was worried that Song Shuang would not be able to take over her father's burden and take care of the Song Group.

But in fact, what she wants to say is not just these few words.

And more important.

"In your opinion, how can Shuang'er change?"

Song Chaoyang would not discuss with Lin Xianya on business affairs.

But when it comes to educating his son's family affairs, he mentions a few words to Lin Xianya from time to time.

After all, Lin Xianya is Lin Fengya's biological sister, and in terms of blood relationship, she is also Song Shuang's biological aunt.

And for so many years, Lin Xianya has been by Song Chaoyang's side, and she has not conceived and had children, but has acted all the time, treating Song Shuang as her own son.

Song Zhaoyang had already believed her, was it the illusion that Song Shuang was looking at her as his own child.

"It's not impossible for Shuang'er to change, it's just a bit more difficult."

Lin Xian thought about the cableway.

"If you have any idea, just say it."

Looking at Lin Xianya's sly eyes, Song Zhaoyang knew that Lin Xianya had already thought of an idea, and if he didn't say anything now, he was just trying to trick him.

When Lin Xianya heard that Song Chaoyang asked her to speak, she smiled and said, "It's very simple, just put some pressure on him."

"Feng Ya and I have put pressure on him to divorce that woman many times, but it doesn't work at all."

As soon as Song Zhaoyang said it, he felt a headache.

Lin Xianya smiled and said, "I'm not talking about the pressure."

"What kind of pressure is that?"

Song Chaoyang didn't understand what Lin Xianya was referring to.

Lin Xianya smiled, put her hand on his shoulder, gently parted her red lips, and slowly said a word: "Don't you still have a son?"

Song Chaoyang's expression changed immediately upon hearing what Lin Xianya said.

And immediately denied the proposal: "No! Absolutely not!"

Song Chaoyang's attitude was very resolute, and such a resolute attitude made Lin Xianya somewhat unexpected.

"I'm just mentioning it a little bit. If you don't want to, then I won't say anything."

Lin Xianya's temperament was very soft in front of Song Chaoyang.

She never said anything that made Song Zhaoyang unhappy, and if any topic made Song Zhaoyang uncomfortable, she immediately stopped mentioning it.

It is the same today.

Although she didn't mention it anymore, she still explained to herself: "I mentioned this not to want that child to recognize his ancestors, but to think that if Shuang'er believes that everything about you will definitely belong to him in the future, then you will It has become dandy and self-willed."

Song Chaoyang frowned.

"If he has a sense of crisis, he will naturally change." Lin Xianya sighed, "Human, if you don't change, you will always suffer."

After Lin Xianya finished speaking, she saw that Song Zhaoyang was still unmoved.

He got down from Song Chaoyang's body and said, "I'm a little hungry again. I'm going to the kitchen to find something to eat. Do you want something to eat?"

"Porridge."

Song Chaoyang said.

Lin Xianya nodded, got up and went to the kitchen.

Before entering the kitchen, Lin Xianya turned her head and glanced at Song Chaoyang.

She found that although Song Chaoyang had resolutely refused when she proposed the child just now.

But now, there seemed to be some traces of emotion.

She looked away and entered the kitchen.

He started to work hard to make clear porridge for Song Chaoyang.

And while doing it, hummed a ditty.

That little tune is a small town ballad in Beicheng.

Decades ago, many girls could sing and hum.

It's just that now that these girls are grown up, they don't like to hear these things anymore.

Few people will hum.

Her humming voice was gentle and melodious, like gurgling water under the spring sun, very clear and pleasant to hear.

Song Chaoyang was in the living room, still thinking about something, when he suddenly heard her humming, he was taken aback.

Then, as if remembering something, he looked towards the kitchen door with complicated eyes.

Many years ago, when Liu Siqi was with him, she would hum this song and cook for him.

Whether it's porridge, side dishes, or chicken, duck and fish, Liu Siqi can cook these foods tenderly and deliciously.

However, Lin Fengya's arrival broke all this, broke the so-called love between him and Liu Siqi.

There is also no such thing as calm but warm daily necessities in love.

"Sisi..."

Song Chaoyang sighed softly.

This sigh contained incomprehensible helplessness and guilt.

When Lin Xianya came out from the kitchen after cooking side dishes and clear porridge, she saw that Song Zhaoyang had already put on his coat.

Lin Xianya was a little surprised: "What's wrong? Is there something to go back home?"

When Song Chaoyang came to her place, he often stayed for a while and then left.

Not all night.

Because many matters of the Song family have to be judged by him, he is very busy.

Furthermore, her elder sister, Lin Fengya, would not allow her husband to stay out at night often.

If he thought that Song Chaoyang had come to his side, he would naturally try to call Song Chaoyang back.

"It's not something at home." Song Zhaoyang replied.

"It's not something at home, what is it?"

Lin Xianya blinked her eyes, not understanding what Song Zhaoyang was going to do.

"You come with me to meet someone."

"See who?"

Song Zhaoyang sighed: "My other son."

When Lin Xianya heard this, the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and her eyelashes drooped slightly, covering the corners of her eyes with the wishful energy of a successful scheme.

Turning around to get his coat; "When I put on my coat, I will go with you."

…………

Since the Xiao family lost Xiao You, Xiao Chengye, and stepmother Han Lu.

The whole house became much more empty.

The servants at home come to clean and cook during the day.

They were all sent back by Xiao Rong at night.

Only the bodyguards are still on duty at night at the door of Xiao's house and the courtyard.

He sat gloomy on the sofa in the living room, only turning on the screen of his phone.

The whole house was dark.

Lin Xianya's face unconsciously appeared in her mind.

And what Lin Xianya said to him.

Song Chaoyang...

Song Shuang...

And the Song Group.

It's ridiculous.

He originally thought that all of this had nothing to do with him, but he didn't think that these people, this huge business empire, had always been inextricably linked to him, Xiao Rong.

It's no wonder that the Xiao family has almost no contact with the Song family for so many years.

It turned out that it was because his mother, Liu Siqi, married Xiao Chengye with the Song family's son.

What's even more ridiculous is that Xiao Chengye has been fond of being a father for so many years, and finally did a fake paternity test, really treating him as his son.

"ridiculous……"

In the dimly lit house, Xiao Rong's sneer sounded.

It seemed that the whole house was a little ghostly.

And at such a spooky moment.

The screen of the phone flickered, and the phone rang.

Xiao Rong's thoughts were interrupted.

He looked at the phone screen in a blink of an eye.

On the screen, Lin Xianya's phone number was displayed.

Xiao Rong frowned.

Did not pick up immediately.

But that phone call persisted.

Xiao Rong waited until she rang for the second time, then raised his hand and answered the phone.

"Xiao Rong."

Xiao Rong responded, "It's me."

"Although it's late, I've arrived at your door. Come out and meet me."

"It's so late? I'm going out to see you?"

Xiao Rong was indifferent.

He looked like he didn't want to go out.

"There is someone you must meet."

"who is it?"

Xiao Rong asked.

"Song Shuang's father." Lin Xianya reminded him, "It's also your father."

Hearing these words, Xiao Rong murmured and repeated in his heart.

Song Shuang's father was also his father.

So, can everything about Song Shuang be replaced by him because of this wonderful blood relationship?

For example, the Song Group.

For another example, then a woman.

"Come out, Xiao Rong, we are waiting for you outside."

Xiao Rong didn't answer.

Hang up.

The wind at night made Lin Xianya's coat rustle slightly in the wind.

Song Chaoyang lowered the car window and asked Lin Xianya, "Is he coming out?"

"He didn't reply to me."

Song Chaoyang lowered his eyes, feeling somewhat guilty for this son: "Let him think about it carefully before deciding whether to come to see me. After all, he has suffered a lot in Beicheng for so many years."

Although Xiao Rong is Xiao Chengye's son, Xiao Chengye has never treated him as a son for so many years.

Xiao Chengye had known for a long time that he was not a member of the Xiao family, so he wished to get rid of him soon.

It's just that the accident didn't kill him.

As Xiao Rong's biological father, for so many years, even though he lived on the same land and in the same city as him, he ignored him and didn't care about his life or death at all.

Now, his life was a little better, and his father suddenly appeared, wanting to recognize his father and son.

I'm afraid it was also difficult for Xiao Rong to accept.

Lin Xianya and Song Chaoyang waited in Night Breeze for about two hours.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning.

Song Chaoyang sighed, and said to Lin Xianya who was already drowsy beside him: "He won't come, let's go back."

Lin Xianya was awakened by Song Chaoyang's voice, but she was unwilling to leave, but insisted: "Just wait a little longer."

"Don't wait, he won't forgive me for ignoring him for so many years."

Song Chaoyang started the car and wanted to leave.

However, just as the headlights of the car were turned on, illuminating the front.

Song Chaoyang opened his eyes slightly.

A slender figure gradually walked over under the illumination of the headlights.

It was the tall and straight figure of a young man.

Lin Xianya also cried out in surprise: "It's Xiao Rong! He's here, you see, he is really reluctant to give up this chance of father and son getting to know each other, after all, in this world, he only has you as his relative. "

Lin Xianya's last words made Song Zhaoyang feel more guilty towards Xiao Rong.

Yes, he is Xiao Rong's only and last relative in this world.