Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

At this time, the door opened again.

Song Zhiyi followed the prestige and saw Song Zhi'an came back.

During this period of time, there are many things in the company, and sometimes they are busy until the early hours of the morning.

The time the two meet is also very little.

Seeing this, the two looked into the distance, their faces filled with happy smiles.

Song Zhian changed his slippers, and then came to the sofa. Seeing the mood of his uncle and aunt, he raised his brows slightly, and asked with a slightly puzzled expression, "Uncle, didn't Dangdang come back for the holidays? You Why are you still depressed?"

Although he was busy at the company during this time, he still heard about the family affairs.

Especially when the uncle and Dangdang quarreled and ran away from home.

However, why are they so upset that Dangdang is back today?

Just when he was puzzled, he saw the unbelievable expressions of Song Lin and Jiang Li.

Suddenly, a bad premonition flashed across Song Zhian's heart.

In the next second, there was a warm and tense questioning voice in his ear: "Song Zhi'an, where did you see Dangdang? She clearly has to work overtime tonight, did you see the wrong person?! "

Song Zhiyi never expected that this dog man would tear her down!
She's not stupid, Song Zhi'an must have seen the scene of Dangdang and Yang Zhengyi coming back together, that's why she said so.

Her words were full of threats. She thought he could understand the meaning of her words, but this guy didn't react at all!

"How could I be mistaken? Dangdang and Zheng Yi went home together just now."

Song Zhiyi: "."

Song Zhian, you are doing well!
As soon as these words came out, Song Lin and Jiang Li's expressions were very unfriendly, and the corners of their lips were even more tightly pressed together.

Seeing this, alarm bells rang in her heart.

"Uncle and auntie, Yang Zhengyi is Dangdang's manager. They must be back together today to rehearse work. How about you?"

Before Song Zhiyi finished speaking, the leader Song Lin stood up abruptly, and then rushed out angrily.

And Jiang Li followed closely behind.

Seeing this scene, Song Zhiyi hurriedly took out her mobile phone and called Dangdang.

But five in a row, no one answered.

Suddenly, Song Zhiyi was angry and annoyed.

Song Zhian on the side saw Nuan Nuan's appearance, and the doubts on his face only increased: "Nuan Nuan, what's wrong? Did I say something wrong?"

Looking sideways at him and seeing that he still looked puzzled, Song Zhiyi was even more angry.

In the next second, she raised her hand and poked his smooth forehead, her tone was quite resentful: "Song Zhi'an, I think you are usually very smart, how can you be so stupid today!"

After saying this, Song Zhiyi rolled his eyes and chased after him.

Song Zhi'an was left wondering in place.

What did he do wrong?
Song Lin rushed to the nearby villa angrily.

This Yang Zhengyi could be regarded as the child he had seen growing up since he was a child, but he never expected that this kid would hit his daughter's attention.

Not only brought her into the entertainment industry, but now she is also bringing Dangdang back for the festival!

Isn't this a blatant attempt to snatch his daughter? ! !
Absolutely not!
He was standing at the door, and when he was about to raise his hand to ring the doorbell, his hand was grabbed.

"A Lin, I know you are worried about Dangdang, but our relationship with her has not eased, you must not lose your temper with Dangdang, you know?"

Jiang Lisheng was afraid that Song Lin would lose control of his temper and make some dangerous moves.

Seeing his wife's worried look, Song Lin raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, A Li, I know it well."

After the voice fell, he raised his hand and rang the doorbell.

Soon, as soon as Yang Zheng walked out of the old house, when he saw someone coming from outside, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Uncle Song, Aunt Jiang, why are you here? Is there something wrong?"

Hearing the inquiry, Song Lin rolled his eyes at him, and then said, "You brat, open the door quickly, I have something to ask you."

Hearing this, Yang Zheng hurriedly opened the door.

Song Lin quickly walked up to Yang Zhengyi, and then asked in a bad tone, "Boy, what is your relationship with my daughter? Why is she celebrating the holiday at your house today?"

When these words came to his ears, Yang Zhengyi's expression remained the same as usual.

Clenching his fist and clearing his throat, he said neither humble nor overbearing: "Uncle Song, Dangdang and I are only in a working relationship now, but we don't know about it later, maybe we will be closer."

Hearing this, Song Lin's eyes burst into anger.

This stinky boy dared to hit his daughter's attention, it's really annoying!

Just when he was about to lose his temper, Jiang Li at the side grabbed his right hand, as if warning him.

Seeing this, Song Lin forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, then turned and walked towards the hall.

Seeing this, Jiang Li quickly followed.

in the hall.

Song Dangdang was helping in the kitchen, and the kitchen was full of laughter and laughter.

"Grandpa, your craft is really good."

"Grandpa, you have to try the dumplings I made later."

Song Lin stood at the entrance, looking at Dangdang's happy face, but he couldn't walk.

Since Dangdang came back from abroad, he had never seen her so happy.

For a while, Song Lin felt very uncomfortable.

The same is true for Jiang Li at the side.

Neither of them stepped forward to break the beautiful atmosphere.

After a while, Song Lin took Jiang Li and left.

Yang Zheng stood where he was and watched the two figures disappear from his sight before he turned and walked into the kitchen.

When Song Dangdang heard footsteps and saw that it was Yang Zhengyi coming back, she smiled and asked, "Who knocked on the door just now? Is it your relative?"

Hearing this, Yang Zheng shook his head, then said solemnly, "No, it's your parents."

As soon as these words came out, Song Dangdang stopped making dumplings, and bit his lower lip tightly with his white teeth.

Seeing her appearance, Yang Zhengyi continued: "They wanted to take you home, but they left after seeing you so happy."

"Dangdang, you'd better go home after dinner, they miss you very much, especially Aunt Jiang, when she saw you, her eyes were full of tears."

For a while, the kitchen was very quiet, so quiet that even the faint sound of the wind could be heard.

After a while, Song Dangdang put the dumplings in his hands on the chopping board, and then responded softly: "Okay, I see."

Song Lin and Jiang Li walked out of Yang's residence, and stood where they were without speaking.

"Ali, I've really failed as a father, am I just an outsider in Dangdang's eyes?"

Hearing this, Jiang Li sighed slightly, then put his arms around him, and comforted him softly: "Ah Lin, don't be sad, Dangdang is just playing with us right now, it will be fine in the future, don't be too sad."