After dressing up as the actor’s dog, I became famous in the entertainment industry

Hearing about the Song family, Shen Xihe became interested.

"The Zhou family has been in a lot of trouble recently and has become a pastime for the entire imperial capital. It seems that Zhou Hongchuan's wife is the daughter of the Song family."

Shen Xihe had a pretty good impression of the woman he saw at the Zhou family banquet.

He sighed and shook his head, "What a pity, I married a beast."

The Song family is a relatively low-key scholarly family in the imperial capital. I heard that their ancestors produced several civil servants and high officials.

Song Guoan is a national treasure-level traditional Chinese painter who is also good at calligraphy. His wife Tan Shuyi is a well-known dance artist.

Shen Xihe was very confused as to why the Song family would send an invitation to their old man.

Perhaps sensing his daughter's doubts, Mr. Shen placed the invitation letter on the table.

He said, "I am a chess friend with Old Man Song. We old men who have nothing to do will often make appointments to play chess together, Yo Yo Bird. By the way, Xiaoyun also played chess with your Grandpa Song before."

Shen Xihe was surprised. He didn't expect that there was such a relationship.

"Xiao Yun, you're coming back just in time. The banquet is tomorrow night. Let's go together."

Shen Xihe was about to speak, wondering how Xiaoyun could go to these banquets, but the next moment...

"Okay grandpa."

Shen Xihe was surprised.

On the other side, Li Zhao had lunch with his family.

In the afternoon, I went out with my mother.

From the moment he got in the car, Li Zhao noticed that his mother was in a low mood.

His eyes were a little distracted, looking outside the car.

For a long time, Song Qinghe's voice became a little hoarse.

"Zhaozhao, although you don't have a good father, you have a grandfather who treats you very well."

Song Qinghe hated Zhou Hongchuan, but she always remembered the old man's kindness to her.

Li Zhao reached out and held his mother's cold hand to warm her.

"Mom, I know."

Li Zhao did not passively accept his life experience.

At the dinner table that day, she heard her cousin say that the clues to her life experience were provided by Shen Yun. Later, she went to him in private to learn about the causes and consequences of her life experience.

She must remember those who are good to her.

Li Zhao will also remember those who hurt his mother and himself.

The car drove for more than two hours and stopped at the entrance of a nursing home with a quiet and beautiful environment.

Entering the nursing home, a man in a suit walked towards them quickly.

"Mrs. Song, Miss Song, Mr. Zhou asked me to pick you up."

Song Qinghe knew this person and was Zhou Hongwei's assistant.

With a cold face, he said, "Let's go."

After walking through the winding corridors, I came to an empty garden.

Li Zhao saw at a glance the old man sitting in a wheelchair who was as thin as a stick.

Beside the old man, there was a man half squatting.

The man's back was turned to them, and Li Zhao couldn't see his face clearly.

Zhou Hongwei was talking to his father. When he heard the movement behind him, he stood up, turned his head, looked at the two people walking towards him, raised the corners of his lips, and raised his fox eyes.

"Ms. Song, here you go."

In response to the man's greeting, Song Qinghe nodded slightly and hummed.

Then he walked around him and walked to the old man.

"Dad, I'm here to see you."

The old man was paralyzed in a wheelchair and could not move his whole body except for his fingers.

Seeing the person coming, the old man rolled his cloudy eyes and tapped his fingers twice on the armrest of the wheelchair.

Song Qinghe nodded, "Well, I came to see you. Also, I brought my daughter and your granddaughter Zhaozhao to see you."

After hearing his mother's words, Li Zhao stepped forward, half-crouched in front of the old man, and sweetly called grandpa.

Hearing his granddaughter's cry, Mr. Zhou's cloudy eyes filled with mist.

"Ah... ah ah..."

Li Zhao raised his hand and put it on the back of the old man's hand, which was as thin as a dead branch.

"Grandpa, don't worry."

A drop of turbid tears fell on the back of Li Zhao's hand, which was extremely hot.

Li Zhao raised his other hand and wiped the tears from the old man's face.

When the old man of the Zhou family was young, he was vigorous and resolute, growing the Zhou family little by little.

His means and courage are beyond comparison with ordinary people.

Now, in front of his granddaughter, he was crying like a child.

Li Zhao seemed to understand the guilt and distress in the old man's eyes.

After staying with the old man for more than half an hour, the old man fell asleep and was taken back to rest.

Zhou Hongwei saw the woman's eyes turn red, took out a handkerchief and handed it over.

Song Qinghe didn't answer and said quietly, "I have obtained the divorce certificate for Zhou Hongchuan and I, but I will come over to see him often."

After finishing speaking, he said to his daughter beside him, "Zhaozhao, she is your uncle."

Li Zhao followed his mother's words and looked at the man standing in front of them.

Her uncle is quite young.

Zhou Hongwei took back his handkerchief and looked at the little girl who looked very similar to a woman. The corners of his lips curved and he said, "Zhaozhao, nice to meet you."

"Hello Uncle Zhou."

Uncle Zhou's voice made the crow's feet appear at the end of Zhou Hongwei's eyes.

"I have chosen a small gift for you and have sent it to the Song family. Think of it as a meeting gift from your uncle."

Seeing the girl opening her mouth to refuse, Zhou Hongwei continued, "Don't refuse in a hurry. Your mother saved my life. This little gift is nothing."

Was your life saved by your mother?

Li Zhao seemed to smell an unusual scent.

"Zhaozhao, take it."

Song Qinghe spoke at this time.

Li Zhao could only respond and say thank you to this strange uncle.

Song Qinghe saw that it was almost time and was ready to leave.

At this time, Zhou Hongwei said, "Will you... go to attend Zhou Hongchuan's trial in a few days?"

Song Qinghe paused, then said, "Of course."

Arson and killing, with several lives on your hands, the death penalty is inevitable.

Song Qinghe wanted to see with his own eyes that such a beast was sentenced.

A hint of understanding flashed across Zhou Hongwei's eyes, and he continued to talk to himself, "I will not return to country M. I am planning to stay in China. The old man's health is getting worse. In his last little time, I must guard him. .”

Song Qinghe hummed and said nothing else.

Zhou Hongwei has also become accustomed to it.

"Let's go, I'll take you mother and daughter out."

Li Zhao always felt that the atmosphere between her mother and her uncle was a bit strange.

Is it her imagination?