After the breakup, Mr. Shang thought that the father was more valuable than the son.

Song Changhai came back with the waiter. He personally brought the plate of spicy chicken and placed it in front of Song Xier: "Try it quickly. I don't know if you like it."

Song Xier felt very complicated and picked up her chopsticks to taste one: "It's delicious, thank you."

"Why are you being polite to dad?" Song Changhai was very happy when he heard Song Xi'er said it was delicious: "Eat more, dad will make it for you anytime you want."

After the meal, Song Changhai told Song Xier a lot about Su Mei's previous job in a bar.

Su Mei was often bullied by customers because of her good looks. Once she met him, he couldn't help but helped her, and the two met because of this.

Song Xier listened silently and didn't say much.

After finishing the meal, Song Changhai rushed to check out, while Zheng Feng happened to answer the phone.

When Song Xi'er stood up, she suddenly stared at the disposable cup in front of Song Changhai for a few seconds, then quickly wrapped it in a tissue and put it in her bag while no one was paying attention.

Song Changhai also wanted to send Song Xi'er back, but she refused.

"I...go back and talk to my mother." Song Xi'er said, "If she is willing, I will contact you."

"Okay." Song Changhai nodded happily.

"Before this, I hope you will not contact her. If you have any questions, you can contact me directly." Song Xi'er added.

"Don't worry." Song Changhai nodded: "I will definitely not cause any trouble to you and your mother."

Song Xier was silent for a few seconds without saying anything. She turned around and was about to get in the car. Song Changhai handed the gift box that he had been holding carefully to Song Xier's arms: "This is for you. Dad doesn't know what to buy. I hope you will like it." .”

Song Xi'er looked down and said, "...Thank you."

After getting in the car, the car drove far away. Song Xier could still see Song Changhai standing there looking at her in the rearview mirror...

She looked away complicatedly and looked at the gift box in her hand. After pausing for a few seconds, she raised her hand and slowly opened it.

It is a little funny little bear doll with a very cute bow tie around its neck. There is a handwritten card on the side: Xi'er, this is the first gift from dad to you. I hope my Xi'er will like it.

Song Xier touched the little bear's head, then glanced at the disposable paper cup in the bag, and dialed a number a few seconds later: "Senior, do you have time? I want to ask you a favor..."

After making the call, Song Xier asked the driver to redirect her to a private hospital.

During this period, Zheng Feng sent her another message: [I hope Miss Song won't think about it for too long this time, otherwise I can't guarantee what will be done. 】

Song Xier angrily turned off the screen, closed her eyes and thought about what to do next.

In the car on the other side, Zheng Feng looked at Song Changhai and said, "I didn't expect your acting skills to be so good. If I hadn't known about it in advance, I would have been deceived by you."

"Thank you." Song Changhai said with a smile: "Xi'er is my daughter, the only child of my old Song family. I definitely can't let her stay in the business."

Zheng Feng sneered: "If you say something so nice, don't you just want money?"

"Shang Zhenglin has slept with my woman for so many years, and even robbed my daughter. What's wrong with asking him to give me some money?" Song Changhai said very matter-of-factly.

Zheng Feng's face was full of disdain, but he said: "Remember what I told you, businessmen are not easy to mess with. You should do everything in moderation."

"I know, I know it."

"Also, as we agreed in the past few days, as long as your daughter agrees to go to the police station to testify, I guarantee you will get the money."

"Don't worry." Song Changhai was very confident: "I'll take care of it."

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night.

When Song Xi'er came out of the shower, Su Mei opened the door and walked in with a glass of milk.

"mom."

Su Mei handed the milk to Song Xier: "It's just hot."

"Thank you, Mom." Song Xi'er chatted casually while drinking: "Mom, why did Uncle Shang suddenly leave for the company?"

"It's said that we have cooperation with the gallery." Su Mei said, "so I want to participate in person."

"That's it." Song Xi'er nodded, rolled her eyes, put down the cup, walked to Su Mei's side, held her arm and said with a smile: "Mom, Uncle Shang is so kind to you. If only I were Uncle Shang's biological daughter, I would alright."

The expression on Su Mei's face changed slightly, but Song Xi'er didn't see it soon.

"Your uncle Shang will be very happy to hear that."

"I just think Mom, if you had met Uncle Shang first, you wouldn't have suffered so much." Song Xi'er said and suddenly asked: "Mom, what kind of person is my dad? Is he better than Uncle Shang? "

Su Mei suddenly fell silent and did not speak.

Song Xier asked cautiously: "Mom, are you unhappy?"

"No." Su Mei smiled and shook her head: "Why did you suddenly ask about your father?"

"No." Song Xi'er was silent for a second and then whispered: "I've actually always been curious about what kind of person my father is, but I never dared to ask."

Su Mei seemed to be stunned for a while, and then spoke after a while: "Your father... is a very good man."

"Really?" Song Xi'er nodded: "Then if he comes to find you, would you want to see him?"

Song Xi'er asked carefully, but as soon as she finished speaking, Su Mei changed the topic directly: "It's getting late, you should go to bed early, don't stay up late drawing pictures, it's not good for your health."

Outside the door, Su Mei looked at the closed door, a touch of sadness flashed in her lowered eyes.

Song Xi'er stood there, thinking about Su Mei's reaction just now, frowning in thought.

She wondered whether, as Song Changhai said, the two had a quarrel before they separated, and Su Mei was still brooding about this matter after all these years?

But no matter what the reason was, judging from Su Mei's reaction, she should be conflicted.

Thinking of this, Song Xi'er sighed and decided not to talk anymore.

As for Song Changhai, wait until the results on her side come out before finding an opportunity to have a good chat with him.

Just as he was thinking about it, his cell phone rang. It was Zheng Rou. Song Xier had saved her number since last time.

Song Xier answered: "Hello, Auntie."

It's so late, what does Zheng Rou want from her?

"Xi'er." Zheng Rou's tone was very gentle: "Do you have time now? Can you come over here?"

Now?

Song Xier glanced at the time, frowned and asked, "Auntie, what's the matter?"

Zheng Rou seemed a little embarrassed, so she just said: "Come here first."