Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

After arriving at the destination, Song Qingzhu got off the car first, and then Rong Junchu got off the car noblely and arrogantly.

Lin You waited outside.

Rong Junchu put his hands in his pockets, his eyes were cold and arrogant, he looked straight ahead, without any expression, his whole body was like a posture that strangers should not get close to.

Song Qingzhu followed him like a maid serving tea and water.

Um?She actually thought of herself like this, but following Rong Junchu's side, she was really suppressed by his powerful temperament.

The two pushed open the door of the restaurant, the waiter came to ask if they had an appointment, Song Qingzhu reported Jiang Jingzhi's name, the waiter heard the words, and soon led the way.

The place Jiang Jingzhi ordered was by the window, and something was already ordered on the table.

Song Qingzhu and Rong Junchu walked over together, and when she saw Jiang Yanshu, her shocked eyes wandered back and forth between them.

"Uncle Jiang, you..."

Jiang Yanshu was in the excitement of seeing his daughter soon. Hearing the familiar voice at this moment, he instantly raised his head and met Song Qingzhu's eyes. His pupils shrank slightly, and he was also surprised.

Jiang Jingzhi saw the surprised look in the eyes of the two of them, and asked suspiciously: "So you know each other."

Jiang Jingzhi thought his father didn't know about Sister Qingzhu, but it seemed that Sister Qingzhu was really popular.

Jiang Yanshu responded dully, looking straight at Song Qingzhu, as if looking at other people through her.

"At the beginning, Tingfei recommended Miss Song."

Jiang Yanshu replied, if Ting Fei hadn't hummed that song and then let him get acquainted with Song Qingzhu, thinking about it now, maybe it was because God thought he had been too difficult these years, so he deliberately let him find his biological daughter.

All of this is predestined.

Song Qingzhu and Rong Junchu sat opposite each other. When she saw Jiang Yanshu, she was actually very excited, because she felt very kind to him, and always felt that he was like an old father and treated her very well.

At the same time, he is also her idol, a benchmark in her life.

Song Qingzhu smiled. Seeing Uncle Jiang like this now, he should not be so sad.

Rong Junchu didn't speak at the side.

Jiang Jingzhi was surprised to see that Rong Junchu also came, and he came with Sister Qingzhu, which inevitably made him suspicious.

"Yes, Jingzhi is my son." Jiang Yanshu's voice was deep and mellow, full of magnetism, giving people a sense of security and kindness.

Jiang Jingzhi glanced at his father, and couldn't help but want to laugh, now he wished his eyes would stick to other girls.

"Sister Qingzhu, eat vegetables."

Jiang Jingzhi smiled warmly and greeted her.

I don't know if it's her illusion, but I always feel that Uncle Jiang looks at her strangely, doting and nervous?No, why did Uncle Jiang look at her like this?She must have read it wrong.

Song Qingzhu shook his head in wonder, picked up his chopsticks and took a bite.

After eating, I remembered, did she come here just to eat?
From the time Brother Jiang brought his father here, he knew that he must have a question for her.

She was about to speak, when she heard Rong Junchu's cold order: "Eat."

"Oh!" Song Qingzhu snorted coldly, curled his lips, and obediently lowered his head to eat.

Seeing the interaction between the two of them, Jiang Yanshu fixed his eyes on him again, always feeling that this kid from the Rong family has plans for his daughter!

Jiang Yanshu held back the uneasiness and uneasiness in his heart, and his eyes fell on Song Qingzhu.

"Qingzhu, eat more."

With a smile on his face, Jiang Yan picked up a lot of meat for her with a pair of clean chopsticks.

Song Qingzhu was startled, a little flattered, "Thank you, Uncle Jiang."

Although she was puzzled in her heart, she couldn't tell where she was confused.

Seeing that his father was too anxious, Jiang Jingzhi couldn't help but touch his forehead. This matter should be done step by step, and there should be no rush.

During the meal, Jiang Yanshu asked several questions, and Song Qingzhu answered them one by one. When he learned that she knew that she was not Song Yaoguang's biological daughter, and expressed her desire to know his biological parents, his heart was bleeding. He pursed his lips tightly and said silently in his heart.

I am your father.

Now Jiang Yanshu feels more and more that Qingzhu looks like Rongrong. Although he doesn't have much resemblance to Rongrong, the more he looks, the more he looks like Rongrong.Especially those eyes, bright and beautiful, smart and charming.

He felt very uncomfortable, and took a look at Jiang Jing.

He asked him when he could speak with his eyes, and he couldn't wait to tell Qing Zhu that he was her father, and he finally found her.

Rong Junchu observed the two of them the whole time, and when he saw the interaction between their eyes, he knew that Qingzhu was the daughter of the Jiang family.

He raised his eyebrows, looked at Song Qingzhu tenderly, and asked casually: "If your father is Uncle Jiang, what do you think?"

As soon as these words came out, the other three people present were stunned, but Jiang Yanshu quickly reacted and looked at Song Qingzhu with expectant eyes.

Song Qingzhu paused, and subconsciously glanced at Uncle Jiang, with embarrassment on his face.

How can you talk nonsense about this kind of thing, and it's still in front of the other party.

But on second thought, if her father was really Uncle Jiang, then she would question him why he abandoned her in the first place, and why he left him in the Song family in the first place.

But is this the reality?She wouldn't believe such a thing, so she just thought about it.

Jiang Yanshu looked at her encouragingly, a little cautiously, "Qing Zhu, what do you think, what do you think of me?"

"Uncle Jiang is of course very nice." Song Qingzhu was a little puzzled, she thought for a while, and continued: "Uncle Jiang is very talented, he is kind and friendly, and he loves his fans very much. I am a little fan who can eat with Uncle Jiang." Feel honored."

After listening to Jiang Yanshu, his heart became even more sour.

He suddenly became timid, afraid that his image in her heart would plummet after he said it.

It would be nice if she could only keep this beautiful image.

Jiang Jingzhi was silent for a while, his tone was calm and gentle: "Are you sure? Sister Qingzhu."

Song Qingzhu looked at the serious expressions of the two of them, blinked, twitched the corners of his mouth, hesitated, and asked carefully: "What's wrong? Why are you asking me this question?"

Yes, why ask her this question?Could it be... Song Qingzhu seemed to be recalling something, she looked at Jiang Jingzhi and Jiang Yanshu incredulously, and recalled the question Jiang Yanshu asked her just now over and over again in her mind.

They were all asking how her current family was, plus asking how he was just now.

"Could it be that you are my relatives?"

Song Qingzhu calmed down after the turbulent waves.

She still couldn't accept that such a dramatic thing would happen to her.

Your favorite idol is your father?