With a hook from the gang pet boss, Master Fu fell

Song Chengchao took advantage of the opportunity to greet him: "Uncle, why did you come here in person? My father and my grandfather were just talking about going over to see my brother and my aunt!"

"Ah Chao, Fifth Uncle is an elder, so naturally we should come to visit." Song Yan said, looking back at Shen Ruo naturally, and shouted: "Wei Wei, come here."

Shen Wei paused.

Song Yu smiled ambiguously at her, quickly pushed her over, and handed Shen Zhuoqian to her by the way, to meet the elders, of course the whole family should be together.

Shen Zhuoqian was still a little awkward, and took a step back.

But he was soon dragged away by Shen Ruo, and when he got to him, he asked Song Yan to hold his hand in a very face-saving manner.

When Song Chengchao invited them in, he took two steps a little slower, looked back at Song Yu, nodded slightly to her: "Sister Yuer is here too."

As for Fu Hanyu, he didn't even give him a look.

"Sixth brother." Song Yu also politely replied, smiling at him.

He is really so rampant, he dares to come out with his ghostly aura, is he treating everyone else as blind, or is he dead?

"Come in." Song Chengchao greeted her, and asked, "Why didn't Zebao come with him?"

He deliberately ignored Fu Xun, or in other words, he didn't regard Fu Xun as a member of the Song family at all, and he was also deliberately trying to provoke the relationship between their husband and wife.

"Xunbao and Zebao are going to school." Song Yu smiled, with an indescribable sarcasm already in his smile, and felt that his provocation was naive: "Bring them over some other day."

Song Chengchao pretended not to see her sarcasm, and said with a smile: "Okay, as you know, my grandfather and the others love children the most. Let Zebao come over to accompany him more, and save him from talking about me every day."

"Okay." Song Yu nodded.

When they entered, the three members of Song Yan's family were already sitting on the opposite sofa and started talking to Song Tianqi and his son. After saying hello, they sat beside Shen Ruo.

Song Tianqi didn't care about their husband and wife, smiled kindly, and waved to Shen Zhuoqian: "Qian Bao, come here and show grandpa, this little appearance is almost carved out of the same mold as your father when he was a child."

Shen Zhuoqian glanced at him with big black eyes, then buried his head in Song Yan's arms.

Song Yan shook his head and smiled, gently stroked his little head, and said: "Uncle Wu, this child just came back, and he is very serious about his birth, so don't mind!"

Shen Zhuoqian's hands hugging his waist tightly, being hugged by him for the first time, he thought that he would be very repulsive and dislike it, but it's shameful, he actually felt a little joyful and happy in his heart.

"Children are like this." Song Tianqi didn't mind at all, and handed a piece of white and moist jade in his hand to Shen Ruo: "Miss Shen, I gave this to Qian Bao."

As he said that, he took another delicate mahogany box and handed it to her: "This is a meeting gift for you. Uncle Wu doesn't have any good things either, so don't hold it against you."

Shen Ruo is actually only 1.6m [-] in height. Now she restrains her sharp temperament and sits next to Song Yan. She is a small one, obedient, gentle and graceful. She takes things and is shy. With a smile: "Thank you, Uncle Wu."

"It's me who should thank you for spreading the branches and leaves for our Song family." It's okay for Song Tianqi to hear these words suddenly, but he can't think about them carefully.

The meaning of what he said was clearly that he didn't pay attention to her, and only regarded her as a machine for giving birth.

"Uncle Wu is serious." Shen Ruo pretended to be stupid and sweet, with clear stupidity flowing in his translucent eyes.

After observing this, Song Tianqi finally came to the conclusion that she was just a stupid woman, and there was nothing to be afraid of.

He thought that the woman who could deceive Ah Yan and run away with the child for five years must be a shrewd and capable woman, and now he even doubted whether the child belonged to Ah Yan!

Song Yu was shocked by her stupid and sweet appearance, not too bad, everyone is an acting school.

Everyone is talking.

But the couple didn't have a cue.

At this time, Fu Hanyu fed Song Yu the peeled melon seeds like no one else, then smiled and leaned into her ear, whispering to her.

Song Yu also moved closer to him, almost leaning into his arms, and smiled coquettishly.

The two couples seem to be showing their affection in public and spreading dog food.

In fact, they are exchanging information. How many people are there in the dark in this yard, what level of experts are they, and where are they staying? How can they be controlled in the first place!

Song Tianqi frowned unhappily when he saw the intimacy between the two of them, and coughed to express his dissatisfaction.

Song Yu pushed Fu Hanyu, then turned around and whispered to Shen Ruo again, telling her where the fight would be safest, and let her hide there with Qian Bao.

After Shen Ruo listened, he also laughed twice.

She laughed twice.

It's like a signal.

With a smile on Song Yan's face, a thin layer of frost had already appeared in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Ashu, it's fine."

He said a word.

The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren on the opposite side don't know what it means, you look at me, and I look at you.

Before Song Chengchao understood, he asked, "Uncle, what is Butler Song going to do?"

His voice just fell.

I heard the sound of uniform footsteps coming from outside, and in the blink of an eye, the courtyard was surrounded by the Patriarch's exclusive personal guard inside and out.

Song Ming's complexion changed: "Brother, what do you mean?"

The corners of Song Yan's lips curled slightly: "You should know what I mean."

Song Tianqi was so angry that his face was livid, and he was about to question him.

Song Yan raised his brows slightly, his extremely oppressive eyes swept towards him with a strong pressure, and his thin lips parted lightly: "Don't move!"

Not a warning, but a threat!

Song Tianqi clenched his fists, didn't stand up, but stared at him angrily, and asked dissatisfiedly: "Song Yan, what do you want to do? I'm your fifth uncle!"

Song Yan's voice was flat: "Uncle Wu, I can turn a blind eye to the things you do on weekdays and pretend that I didn't see them, but you shouldn't maliciously create supernatural events and harm innocent people."

"Uncle, what are you talking about?" Song Chengchao seemed to have been unbearably insulted, and stood up suddenly, with a look of anger: "Who said it? The witness must pay attention to the evidence, and the evidence is there!"

Song Yan smiled, at his innocence, at his ridiculousness.

Song Tianqi and Song Ming father and son were not as naive as Song Chengchao. They knew that since Song Yan had come and opened up the matter face to face, there must be evidence and they had made sufficient preparations.

The two looked at each other with vicious expressions.

Song Ming suddenly shouted without warning: "Come on, someone assassinates the Patriarch! Protect the Patriarch!"

Song Yan really overestimated himself and underestimated them.

He will never know how much they have paid for the position of Patriarch, how much they have prepared, and how many high-level warriors they have kept at home just in case.

Not to mention that there is only his personal guard outside, even if the entire Song family's guard is transferred here, it is not enough to kill a heavenly warrior.

He is dead today!

Song Tianqi also stood up confidently, looked at Song Yan and the others with pity, and said loudly: "Come out, let's give the Patriarch a ride on Huangquan Road today!"

His voice just fell.

Quiet into the spooky house.

Everything started to move, and dozens of powerful black shadows rushed to them in an instant.