Mr. Gu, my wife has blocked you.

Song Tianjun pursed his lips, put away his phone, stood up and walked over.

He didn't say anything, picked up the porridge on the table, opened it and handed it to her, "Get up and eat something."

Originally, Song Jiayu just choked in a low voice, but when she heard Song Tianjun's voice, she felt even more aggrieved and her sobbing voice became louder.

She grabbed the quilt and covered her head, and said hoarsely, "Don't worry about me."

Song Tianjun sat by the bed and took off the quilt from her head. "Dad asked me to take care of you. Don't be willful."

Song Jiayu cried so hard that her eyes were bloodshot, "If Dad doesn't tell me, will you just ignore me? Now that you have your own sister, you no longer need to look for emotional sustenance in me, so you don't even look at me anymore, right?" "

Song Tianjun didn't answer, and just continued to repeat what he just said, "Let's eat, the porridge is getting cold."

Song Jiayu felt even more uncomfortable. She slapped the porridge from Song Tianjun's hand and gritted her teeth and said, "If you don't want to take care of it, just leave. Don't be hypocritical here!"

Song Tianjun glanced at the porridge spilled on the floor and suddenly said, "When you found Jin Lei, did you really not know that he was Ruoxing's makeup artist?"

Song Jiayu felt a stab in her heart, "Brother, you don't believe me?"

Song Tianjun pursed his lips, "Jiayu, there are so many makeup artists in the circle, what do you think is the probability that you two will find the same makeup artist?"

Song Jiayu's face turned pale, her lips trembled, and she subconsciously wanted to defend herself.

Song Tianjun said before she could speak, "We grew up together. I can tell if you've lied at a glance. It's so obvious."

Song Jiayu was a little panicked, "Brother, I really didn't mean it. I only found out last night."

"Really?" Song Tianjun said coldly, "You knew last night, so you should know how difficult it is for Ruoxing to find a makeup artist. Why didn't you tell me then?"

"I..." Song Jiayu's lips trembled and she said after a long time, "I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of?"

Song Jiayu clenched her hands tightly, tears falling down, "I'm afraid that when she comes back, you won't treat me as your sister anymore. I'm afraid that you will only have her in your eyes from now on. Brother, do you know, ever since you knew that Ruoxing is How long has it been since you took a good look at me after your sister? Why, she is your sister, what about me? I grew up with you, and you were just my brother..."

Song Tianjun watched her cry in silence. After a long time, he sighed, took out a tissue and handed it to her.

"I don't know why you have such thoughts. If Xing comes back, it won't affect the fact that you are my sister. She should have been in the Song family, like you, growing up in the love of everyone, but she She has been lost for more than 20 years and has suffered for more than 20 years. I love her and compensate her. This is what I, as a brother, should do. If I don't pay attention and don't care about anything, you should be afraid. I don’t care about blood relatives, so why should I be nice to you?”

Song Jiayu burst into tears.

Song Tianjun took a tissue to wipe her tears, "Stop doing those unnecessary things. I can forgive you for being ignorant the first time. If there is a next time, I won't spoil you." He paused and then He said, "I won't allow anyone to bully her by any means. If it weren't for you today, this matter wouldn't be so easy to let go. You know me."

His tone was very calm, but Song Jiayu felt a chill in his ears.

At this moment, Song Tianjun's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID. The severe coldness just now disappeared, and only warmth remained.

He stood up and said, "That bowl is for Aunt Su. You drink it first, and I'll go down and buy another."

He said and left with his mobile phone.

The moment she closed the door, she heard Song Tianjun's gentle and smiling voice.

"Ruoxing, what's wrong?"

At that moment, Song Jiayu's face looked extremely ugly.

Qiao Ruoxing said, "Brother, where is the account book for recording the gift list? I couldn't find it. Did you forget to put it down?"

Song Tianjun said, "I have the account books here, why are you looking for this?"

"I'm not allowed to return gifts like this in the future. Wherever you are now, I'll ask someone to pick it up."

Song Tianjun laughed and said, "Just collect the things. You don't have to pay back the favor. I'll just keep the bill."

Qiao Ruoxing was stunned, and the little calculation in her heart suddenly rattled with excitement, but she still held back, "Brother, there are so many things. Isn't it appropriate for me not to return even one gift?"

"What's inappropriate about this? The gifts dad has given out over the years are only a lot more than what you have in your account. Keep it with peace of mind. Don't think too much. You're not married. It's up to dad and me to return favors."

Qiao Ruoxing suddenly felt that her brother was [-] meters tall in her mind.

She whispered, "Then I'll keep it for now, and wait until you find me a sister-in-law, and I'll give you half of it."

Song Tianjun didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You can arrange whatever you want."

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Ruoxing turned around and winked at the three of them, "My brother said, it's all mine, there's no need to reciprocate."

Shen Qingchuan was jealous, "Call and ask your brother to see if there is any younger brother in our family who has been missing for many years. I think I may be a descendant of the Song family."

Gu Jingyan glanced at him, "What kind of genetic mutation will the Song family have to give birth to you?"

Shen Qingchuan twitched the corner of his mouth and cursed, "You bitch, sooner or later I'll die on that mouth of yours!"

A few people made a fuss for a while and then began to count.

Although the calligraphy and paintings, tea sets, jewelry, etc. took up space, they were easier to place. The four people were busy and spent more than an hour counting those things.

The rest are those red envelopes and those things that are packaged very small and don’t take up much space.

Tang Xiaoxiao opened a bag and took out a key from it. She was stunned for a moment, then reached in and felt around, and took out a document.

After seeing what was written inside, he immediately said, "Fuck!"

The other three people looked over, and Shen Qingchuan asked, "What's wrong, baby? You're so excited."

Tang Xiaoxiao took the key and said, "Your grandparents gave you a villa!"

When Shen Qingchuan heard this, he quickly took the document and flipped through a few pages, and then he also said "fuck".

"A villa on the elegant green bank of the imperial capital!" Shen Qingchuan's teeth were sore, "The average price of villas here is over [-] million!"

Qiao Ruoxing...

Tang Xiaoxiao opened another one, "Contract to change the property rights of shop No. 11, No. 32 Commercial Street, Dongcheng District..."

She turned over it with her fingers, and when she reached the end she covered her heart, "It's inhumane! It's simply inhumane!"

The property rights change contracts of 27 shops are all in Qiao Ruoxing's name.

Shen Qingchuan opened another bag, closed it the next second and said to Gu Jingyan, "You can get married, why are you struggling? Isn't it delicious to eat soft rice?"

Tang Xiaoxiao picked up the bag and took a look. Han Shaozong sent a private jet...