Ex-husband became clingy after amnesia

"Now you just need to take care of your father, and I think the guy from the Gu family is good. If you really like it, feel free to grab it. Grandpa will support you."

"Thank you grandpa!"

Song Jiang printed a kiss on the old man's face: "You are the only one who protects me like this, Grandpa."

"What are you talking about? You are grandpa's precious granddaughter. If grandpa doesn't protect you, who is he protecting?"

It's strange to say that Song Jiang's illegitimate daughter should be very unfavored at home, but Mr. Song raises her like an eyeball.

Song Qianxing, who was kneeling underneath, looked angry and anxious.

Although Song Jiang was her daughter, if it wasn't for Song Jiang, the Song family would be his now.

"Go and rest, you finally come back, let's have a good meal in the evening."

To be reasonable, Mr. Song is still an ordinary grandfather after all, longing to be reunited with his granddaughter.

"Okay grandpa, then I'll go to rest first, I'm exhausted this time."

Song Jiang glanced at his father and brothers proudly, and went upstairs.

Seeing the eldest son of Song and the second son of Song gnashing their teeth, why does this woman, a daughter of a concubine, have such good luck.

The two brothers have lived for nearly 30 years, and now they have not figured it out.

Of course, the news that Song Qianxing was punished to kneel in the castle immediately reached Pan Qiudi's ears.

Although Pan Qiudi was indifferent to Song Qianxing, he turned a blind eye to his promiscuity outside.

But this time it was about her own face, Pan Qiudi was so angry with her husband, who existed in name only, that she called Song Qianxing's cell phone at night and yelled at her.

"Look at you, you were crushed to death by your own daughter one day, are you embarrassed?"

"I don't want to be crushed to death by her, what can I do if the old man loves her?"

"So, so the three of you father and son are like trash in the Song family. You can't even say a word. In the end, you still have to rely on your own daughter." Pan Qiudi was very emotional on the other end of the phone.

Now that Pan Qiudi knew about it, the rest of the Song family would also know about Song Qianxing. They had become a laughing stock now, and there was nothing good for Pan Qiudi when he returned to his natal family.

"Okay, okay, I don't want to tell you anymore." Song Qianxing felt very annoyed. He had just finished kneeling and had to quarrel with his wife, so he turned around and hung up the phone.

In the evening, the banquet hall of the Song family was rarely popular. Song Jiang sat next to Mr. Song and ate. This time it was not Western food but traditional Chinese food. Mr. Song loved Chinese food the most, so there was no Western food chef at home. .

The two chatted about unimportant topics for a while, but when Mr. Song asked a word, the dinner was hard for Song Jiang to swallow.

"Ah Jiang, did you hire someone to go to Luo Qingchen's place?"

"How did Grandpa know?" Song Jiang said haha, his mind started to run fast.

No, she should have kept this matter secret, but how did grandpa know, Luo Qingchen's cold sweat came out instantly.

She asked someone to pour paint on the door of Luo Qingchen's house, and pretended to be her grandfather to warn her, but Song Jiang didn't expect the old man to know about it so quickly.

"A-Jiang, grandpa doesn't blame you. You can tell grandpa directly what you want to do. Don't cover up. Grandpa knows that you have been wronged, but if you talk about your method, the kid from the Gu family has already guessed that it is the Song family. You did it, you really offended people."

"There's nothing to offend. Mrs. Gu is very fond of me. As long as he agrees, it's useless for Gu Tingbei to say more."

"You are wrong. The Gu family relies on Gu Tingbei, not Gu Tingbei. You have known Gu Tingbei for so long, so you should know his ability, so he doesn't need to look at anyone now. Wink, your behavior will make Gu Tingbei wary of you."

"Why is he wary of me? I didn't do anything."

"Haven't you done anything yet?" The old man spoke in a calm tone, but it made Song Jiang's hair stand unconsciously: "You almost told Gu Tingbei directly that you were going to swallow his ex-wife alive, and now you still say that you Didn't do anything? That means Gu Tingbei is young and soft-hearted, otherwise you would have no idea where you were going."

"Grandpa, why are you talking to him?"

"I didn't talk to him, I just want to tell you one thing, be more ruthless in doing things, don't give others excuses, since you really want to be with Gu Tingbei, then do it, be more ruthless, Be tough."

"Understood, grandpa." Seeing that his grandpa didn't blame himself, Song Jiang let out a sigh of relief.

Song Qianxing, who was quietly eating braised pork next to him, curled his lips. This is really ridiculous for the grandparent and grandson.

Talking about this kind of thing at the dinner table, only Song Jiang could do such a dirty trick, but when Song Qianxing complained, he forgot that he was also from the Song family, and they were all the same.

From the day when the paint was splashed, Luo Qingchen was a little worried.

It wasn't that he was afraid of being retaliated against again, but that he was worried about Luo Chen who was in kindergarten.

But Luo Qingchen couldn't let the child see the clues, it would be bad if he frightened the child.

Luo Qingchen could only send him to the kindergarten as usual. Fortunately, Lu Jingyi sent people to follow him, but in the final analysis, this was still a symptom, not a root cause.

Archie gave her the information, but she still needs the cooperation of Gu Tingbei, otherwise, to be honest, she really can't fight the entire Song family alone, and she is still very clear about her ability.

Sending Luo Chen off these days is all done by myself, and I dare not slack off in the slightest.Gu Tingbei also noticed Luo Qingchen's tense nerves, and felt a little distressed. He wanted to take Luo Qingchen out to relax, but Luo Qingchen refused.

"No, everyone is busy these days, why don't you?"

And Xiaofang's parents kept contacting Luo Qingchen in the past two days when they returned to China, hoping that Luo Qingchen would work in their company.

But their company is in Italy. If Luo Qingchen goes to work, she has to go to Italy. She doesn't want to take Luo Chen so long. Her parents and sister are all here, so there is no need to leave home for some small money.

"No, you can work in China. It's inconvenient to work in China. It's impossible for me to let my children accompany me to overcome jet lag." Luo Qingchen smiled apologetically.

She looked at the business card in her hand: Cao Che, so this is Xiaofang's mother's name.

"We're leaving in a few days, Miss Luo, don't you really think about it?"

"No, I believe Ms. Tang will understand me. My children are here, so I can't leave here."

"Well, everyone has different ambitions, and I understand you too."