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Song Yu immediately knew who the visitor was, and also noticed the abnormality of his son. He held his little hand, lowered his eyes slightly and approached him, and pressed it against his ear, asking softly, "What's wrong?"

Song Ze was afraid that he would find out his abnormality, so he shook his head slightly. After all, he was a child, so he couldn't help but quietly glanced at the luxurious and graceful man sitting opposite him.

Ying Si also smiled at him, with a gentle and warm look on his brows, and asked in a warm voice: "What does Zebao like to eat? Uncle, can I wash it for you?"

"Thank you Uncle, I like to eat everything, I'm not picky." Song Ze smiled innocently and cutely, and stood up holding chopsticks: "Grandpa, Uncle, what do you like to eat, I'll cook it for you."

"Thank you, Zebao, my family." Song Yan pushed the sheep head in front of him towards his hand, his eyes were full of tenderness and doting.

He really likes the little guy in front of him, smart and sensible, with a sweet mouth, he can make people happy with just a few words, Yu'er is really good at teaching children.

Song Ze picked up the plate, put the mutton into the pot, and was still counting seriously in his mouth. When he counted to 60, he quickly fished it out, first put a small half of it on Song Yan's plate, and looked at Ying Si with a smile.

Ying Si took the initiative to pick up the plate, and said with a smile, "Uncle wants too, and the rest are all Uncle's."

Song Ze was obedient and put the rest on his plate.

at this time.

Ying Feiyu, who had been shouting from the door, had already come to her. Without the cover of the rockery and trees in front of her, she finally saw Song Yu who was sitting at the same table with Ying Si eating hot pot, her body froze suddenly, her eyes flashed with obvious fear and disbelief.

is her.

How could she not be dead!

That night, the men she sent to kill her failed to find her.

Later, she sent more people to look for her, and obviously caught her, killed her, and sent her heads in front of her.

She is not a ghost, and now that she is alive in front of her, it can only show that those bastards lied to her!

Song Yu raised his eyes, lifted his eyebrows, his lips curled up into a smile, and his eyes were also smiling, but there was cold sarcasm and contempt in his eyes.

But it was just a flash, and no one present, except Ying Feiyu who was looking at her, noticed the change in her expression.

"Let me introduce to everyone, this is my little sister, Ying Feiyu." Ying Si didn't put down his chopsticks, and didn't see anything outside the introduction, and shouted: "Little sister, come here."

"Hello, Uncle Song." Ying Feiyu had only been absent-minded and stunned for a moment, and had returned to normal, calling Song Yan sweetly, obediently walked to Ying Si and stood beside him.

Those present, she knew Song Yan and Song Shi'an.

Ying Si introduced Song Yu, Fu Hanyu and the two little guys to her.

Ying Feiyu also greeted them one by one, the conversation was lively and lovely, generous, and the essential skill of chasing stars, Rainbow Fart, was displayed very naturally, and praised Song Yu for being good-looking, Fu Hanyu for being handsome, and the two babies for being cute.

Song Yu looked at her words and demeanor, she was a pure and lovely girl, who would have thought that under her face was a vicious, vicious, murderous devil!

A meal, on the surface, everyone ate very happily, and the chat was very speculative, and it was very enjoyable.

Ying Si's approachability doesn't look like the person in power of a big chaebol at all, boss.

When talking to Song Yan, he was a humble student.

When talking to Song Yu Fu Hanyu, he was a good brother.

When talking to Song Ze and the others, he was a kind and kind elder.

Song Yu knew very well in his heart that he was definitely not as peaceful and kind-hearted as he seemed. He would not be the head of the family, especially in a place like Yinmen where the weak eat the strong and cannibalize people without spitting out their bones.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't dare to observe him. For this kind of boss-level person, if you look at him, he must know.

Ying Si peeled a shrimp for Song Yan, put it on his plate, and said naturally: "Teacher, the 'Nuwa' ruins will be opened next month. I'm going to go in and see if I can find my chance. Before the ruins open, can I live here?"

It's not a big deal for him to talk, and the Song family doesn't lack a place for people to live.

Song Yan naturally wouldn't disagree, and nodded: "Okay, I'll ask Nanshu to arrange it for you. Do you want Xiaoyu to stay here for a few days?"

Ying Feiyu smiled cutely, still eating in his mouth, like a little hamster, nodded his head and spoke vaguely, and looked even cuter: "I want to be with Seventh Brother."

Song Ze, who was eating on the opposite side, would prick up his little ears every time she called Seventh Brother. He listened carefully to her voice, distinguished her tone, and racked his brains to recall where he heard her voice before. Why did he feel so familiar!

Song Yu looked at Ying Si naturally, admiring his courage.

It stands to reason that the chaebols of Yinmen are different from the big families outside. They are independent separatist forces. In ancient times, they are almost like vassal states. They are all kings.

Which of these people doesn't have a hundred minds, who dares to go to other people's territory, and even asks to live in other people's homes, is he really not afraid of killing you quietly?

After eating.

The snow is still falling, and it is bigger than before.

Ying Si rubbed his hands together, heaved a sigh of relief, looked at Song Yu with a smile and asked, "It's really too cold outside, Yuer, can we go in and sit down?"

Song Yu hasn't spoken yet.

Ying Feiyu was on the side, pointing at his fingers, whispering: "My brother Li's new variety show is rerun at [-] o'clock, I want to watch it again."

Ying Si shook his head slightly, stretched out his hand and tapped her forehead, his eyes were full of tolerance and pampering: "You, this is not in our own house, you don't want to be human!"

"But I want to see it." Ying Feiyu finished coquettishly, looked at Song Yu eagerly, put his hands together, and said softly: "Sister Yu'er, is it okay?"

Seeing her harmless, innocent appearance, Song Yu admired her acting skills from the bottom of her heart, and nodded with a smile: "Yes, Zebao, Xunbao, take my sister to watch TV when you're full."

Song Ze and Fu Xun nodded obediently, and took Ying Feiyu to the house.

Song Yu and the others, after talking for a while.

Ying Si started to sneeze, and looked at them apologetically, "I'm sorry, I've ruined everyone's interest in enjoying the snow."

Song Yan said: "Go to the room to warm up, don't catch a cold and have a fever."

A group of people also entered the room. On the TV, the variety show that Xie Li participated in happened to be showing. It was an indoor variety show. At the moment, the guests were playing games.

Although Song Ze knew that Xie Li was one of his own, he was Mommy's fifth brother and fifth uncle in Yinmen, and he had watched a lot of his works, but this variety show premiered last night, and today is the rerun, so he watched it with gusto.

Seeing Song Yu coming in, he got up from the sofa, ran over to hold her hand, and pulled her aside. After making sure that no one could hear their words, he whispered to her: "Mum, I seem to have heard that sister's voice somewhere."

Song Yu picked him up and asked in a low voice, "Where did you hear that?"

Song Ze was not sure, where did he hear it, where did he hear it before, or did he hear it in the Snowman Contest in the morning?

He was struggling with what to say when suddenly there was a burst of cheers and screams from the TV.

One of the girls had a very clear voice, shouting excitedly: "Brother Li, come on, brother Li is the best, brother Li, I love you!"