After a secret marriage, the heir to a wealthy family asks to make it public every day

After having lunch on New Year's Day in City H, they flew back to City J. After all, their grandparents were old and should spend the New Year with them.

Song Jinshu saw Jiang Rufeng again.

Seeing that she seemed hesitant to speak, Jiang Rufeng asked Jiang Jinfeng to take her upstairs and into his study.

"Lin Zechen and I are both students of Teacher Song!" Sitting in a wheelchair, Jiang Rufeng started his speech with these words.

Song Jinshu nodded, "That night, he said it!"

"But he won't say it. He's jealous of me!" Jiang Rufeng sneered, "He's smart and works hard, but he can never be better than me in exams. Whenever I take the same exam as him, he'll always be second."

Jiang Rufeng looked at Song Jinshu quietly for a while before continuing, "Jinshu, you look a lot like Teacher Song. When Jinfeng brought you home for the first time that day, I realized that you must be Teacher Song's child. You look alike, have the same name, and are about the same age."

"Lin Zechen said that my dad likes to wear white shirts and roll up his sleeves, and he looks very energetic when he teaches, is that right?"

Jiang Rufeng smiled slowly.

This was the first time Song Jinshu saw him smile. She was shocked. His smile was as brilliant as fireworks blooming in the night sky.

The smile slowly disappeared again, and Jiang Rufeng's voice trembled a little, "Yes, Teacher Song's lectures are very passionate, which is in stark contrast to his usual gentle appearance. He taught us, recited "Yueyang Tower" to us, and told us that a real man should: worry about the world before worrying about himself, and be happy after the world is happy! Teacher Song is a person with great love!"

As Song Jinshu listened, tears filled her eyes.

Although her father in her memory still wore a white shirt, he no longer had the same passion when teaching. He must have been unhappy during those years!

But there is no doubt that he still taught those children wholeheartedly, but they were too young to understand those profound and philosophical poems, and their father had no one who understood him.

"Because I have excellent grades and I particularly like ancient poetry, Teacher Song often discusses and recites long poems with me after class. This makes Lin Zechen jealous, and he hates me and Teacher Song." Song Rufeng turned into that iceberg again, "Jinshu, you don't have to be afraid of him! I have warned him that if he dares to do something despicable again, I will never let him go."

Song Jinshu inexplicably believed his words, "I'm not afraid of him! People with bare feet are not afraid of people with shoes. If he dares to harass me again, I will sue him."

"No, don't confront him head-on!" Jiang Rufeng said hurriedly: "You just need to tell me! You still have a bright future, it's not worth it to get entangled with such a dark-hearted villain! Remember, tell me if there is anything, I will solve it."

Song Jinshu saw a kind of lonely courage in his eyes and had to agree, "Okay!"

It was already eight o'clock after dinner, and Jiang Jinfeng and Song Jinshu left the Jiang family mansion.

Jiang Jinfeng said to Song Jinshu, "Girl, give mom a call. If they haven't rested yet, let's go over to see them."

"Okay!" Song Jinshu picked up the phone and called his mother, turning on the speakerphone. "Mom, you guys haven't rested yet, right? We want to go over."

Yang Guiyun stopped them and said, "You don't have to come over, let's do it another day!"

Just when Song Jinshu wanted to ask why, he heard Chang Xile crying, so he asked, "What happened to my sister?"

"She's asking your dad for her household registration booklet! She wants to register for marriage with Cheng Mingming!" Yang Guiyun sighed, "You guys better not come back and wade into this mess, or you'll end up in trouble."

Jiang Jinfeng said, "Mom, we have prepared a New Year's gift for you. How about we come down and get it when we get there?"

Seeing that her son-in-law had spoken and even prepared a New Year gift for her, Yang Guiyun agreed, "Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Jinshu asked, "Brother, what gift did you prepare?"

"Pei Yi helped me choose!" Jiang Jinfeng told the truth, "She said she bought a bag for her mother and a new schoolbag for Dengpan. She should have also put two bottles of wine in the trunk."

Song Jinshu originally thought that she didn't have time to buy a gift, so she gave her mother 2,000 yuan. Now it seems that Jiang Jinfeng is more thoughtful and generous than she thought, so she doesn't need to worry about it.

When their car turned around the building, they saw Yang Guiyun already waiting downstairs.

After getting off the car, Song Jinshu walked straight to his mother and asked, "Mom, why did you get off so early?"

"Let my ears have some peace and quiet! Chang Xile, this troublesome girl, has been making a fuss since lunch and has been making a fuss ever since. I'm really worried that your dad will get mad at her!" It seems that Yang Guiyun is really annoyed.

Song Jinshu advised: "If you can't handle the matter, then don't bother with it!"

At this time, Jiang Jinfeng also came over with a gift, "Mom, Happy New Year!"

"Good! Happy New Year!" Yang Guiyun was happy when she saw her son-in-law. With his looks, height, and imposing manner, he was also so rich. He was much better than Chang Xile and Cheng Mingming!

Jiang Jinfeng took out the gift and handed it to Song Jinshu, who then handed it to Yang Guiyun, "Mom, this is the bag we bought for you. These are the shoes we bought for Dengpan, and this is the wine for Dad."

"Why spend so much money?" Yang Guiyun took the things and asked Song Jinshu in a low voice, "How much does this cost?"

Song Jinshu didn't know how much it cost, so he could only say vaguely, "It's not much! As long as you like it!"

"I like it! Of course I like it!" Yang Guiyun had never carried such a bag before, and she was very happy. But she also knew it was cold outside, and she was afraid that her good son-in-law would be cold, so she said, "It's cold outside, you guys go back!"

Song Jinshu asked curiously, "Why didn't my dad agree to give my sister the household registration booklet?"

"This is her final struggle!" Yang Guiyun sighed. "The more she makes trouble, the sadder your dad gets! This child is so ignorant!"

Song Jinshu said, "It's only a matter of time! My dad will definitely not be able to handle my sister's troubles!"

"Don't worry about them! Just live a good life!" Yang Guiyun whispered to her daughter, "You have to hurry up! Hurry up and give birth to a son to consolidate your position!"

Song Jinshu laughed, "Mom, you're so funny. There's no throne to inherit in their family!"

"You silly child! Of course you have to inherit the Jiang family's business." After saying that, Yang Guiyun looked at Jiang Jinfeng and lowered her voice and said, "Think about it yourself. You are not a child anymore!"

Song Jinshu smiled again, "Okay, I understand, you can go back now!"

"Okay! You guys slow down too!"

Yang Guiyun watched them get in the car and drive away. She was filled with emotion: She has grown so big in the blink of an eye! Teacher Song, your daughter is doing well now. Can you see her in heaven?

Song Chen's image appeared in her mind again. Yang Guiyun sighed heavily and went home.