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

In the morning, Zhang Qiming sneaked off to the hospital to see Chang Pingchuan and let slip that Song Jinshu had introduced a lawyer boyfriend to his daughter.

After he left the hospital, Chang Pingchuan's face fell and he got angry at Yang Guiyun, "You have raised an ungrateful person for more than ten years! You introduce good boys to others instead of your own sister."

"Xi Le has a boyfriend!" Yang Guiyun was also unhappy. Why did she scold her daughter? But she was afraid that her husband would have a relapse, so she could only speak softly and slowly.

Chang Pingchuan got even angrier when Cheng Mingming was mentioned. "Is that a boyfriend she's looking for? He's an ancestor!"

"What's the point of you telling me this!" Yang Guiyun didn't want to hear this either.

Being with Chang Pingchuan now makes her upset. If possible, she would rather go to the supermarket to earn the two thousand yuan than stay with him. He is full of negative energy now, which can only make people feel depressed.

Chang Pingchuan glared, "I'm talking about your daughter!"

"What's wrong with my daughter? My daughter is a civil servant and married a handsome, rich and good husband!" Yang Guiyun couldn't help but retort, "He also bought us clothes and houses. What's wrong with that?"

Chang Pingchuan had nothing to say because what Yang Guiyun said was true.

Seeing that he was silent, Yang Guiyun said softly, "I know you are anxious! But you know Xile's character. If she doesn't turn back, even ten cows can't pull her back."

Chang Pingchuan knew that what Yang Guiyun said was true. The more true it was, the less he could say and he could only close his eyes.

At noon, Song Jinshu left work half an hour early, bought lunch and went to the hospital, "Mom, Dad!"

"You're here! Your dad is hungry!" Yang Guiyun said this in advance to prevent Chang Pingchuan from getting angry again.

Song Jinshu sighed, "It's so hard to park in the hospital. I circled twice before I could stop."

"Mr. Chang, come here and see what you want to eat!" Yang Guiyun took the food, opened them one by one, and let Chang Pingchuan see.

Song Jinshu bought several dishes, fearing that Chang Pingchuan would not be able to choose something delicious. "Dad, these are from three stores! Take a look and see what you like to eat?"

Although he had always ignored his stepdaughter, after experiencing what happened over the past six months, Chang Pingchuan finally realized that Song Jinshu was a good child, many times better than his daughter.

But the more he knew this fact, the more uncomfortable he felt.

But seeing how attentive Song Jinshu was even when buying a meal, and thinking about how his daughter not only didn't show up today but didn't even call, Chang Pingchuan felt embarrassed to say no to Song Jinshu.

After all, Song Jinshu was not his biological daughter. He could ignore her, but if things got out of hand, it would be hard to turn back.

Besides, Chang Xile is unreliable, and he may not be reliable for old-age care. Apart from relying on his son Chang Dengpan, he may have to rely on his stepdaughter Song Jinshu.

Yang Guiyun and Song Jinshu had no idea what was going on in Chang Pingchuan's mind, and they thought that the food was not to his liking.

"You don't like to eat anything?" Yang Guiyun asked, with some impatience in her tone.

Song Jinshu said, "Dad, what do you want to eat? Just tell me and I'll go buy it!"

Gently waving his hands, Chang Pingchuan said, "I love them all! I just bought too much! Buy less next time!"

Yang Guiyun smiled, "It's not like you are the only one eating, I have to eat too! Jinshu, you haven't eaten either, right?"

"I'm not in a hurry! I'll go back and eat later!"

Yang Guiyun looked at the rice. "Your father and I can't eat it either!" She took a little of each and put it on a plastic box cover. "You're eating these, and you haven't touched them yet! And there's this porridge!"

"Okay!" Song Jinshu did buy lunch according to the appetite of three people, so he stood on the windowsill and started eating.

While eating, she discovered something interesting: from here, she could see Jiang’s office building!

After dinner and collecting the garbage, Song Jinshu came back after washing his hands, took out his camera, took a photo, and sent it to Jiang Jinfeng.

Jiang Jinfeng replied immediately: In the hospital?

Song Jinshu: Brother, how did you know?

Jiang Jinfeng: The picture, direction, light, and height can all be used to make the judgment!

Song Jinshu: Brother, were you a top student in the past?

Jiang Jinfeng: I guess so! But I am a lazy and lazy academic master, so teachers don’t like me very much! Teachers like me, a good academic master!

Song Jinshu: Academic genius? Big brother is an academic genius?

Jiang Jinfeng: Yes! Every year, he ranks first in the school and the city, and he is outstanding in all aspects.

Song Jinshu: For example?

Jiang Jinfeng: Playing the flute, the piano... and a few sports...

Song Jinshu couldn't help but sigh, if Jiang Rufeng was such an outstanding person and his legs were still intact, what kind of existence would he be!

"It's getting late, go to work!" Chang Pingchuan reminded.

Song Jinshu put away his phone and said, "Okay, Dad! I'll go home and cook dinner this afternoon and bring it back."

"No need!" Chang Pingchuan said, "Just have some porridge at night. They sell it in the building! Don't run away. Pick up Dengpan and take care of his studies."

Song Jinshu nodded, "Okay! Then I'll bring you lunch tomorrow at noon."

After getting in the car, Song Jinshu sent a WeChat message to Jiang Jinfeng: Brother, I'm out and going back to work. You should take a rest too!

Jiang Jinfeng: Okay, drive slowly!

Perhaps because Jiang Jinfeng was chatting with her, Song Jinshu was happy and had a smile on her face the whole time.

Until she saw Luo Weiwei in the lobby of the office building, Luo Weiwei's face was full of hatred towards her.

Song Jinshu planned to turn a blind eye.

The woman in front of her had repeatedly spread rumors that she was being kept by someone, and she really didn't want to talk to her or have any contact with her.

But Lao Weiwei didn't want to let her go, "Song Jinshu!"

Song Jinshu looked at her coldly and walked past her.

"Song Jinshu, stop right there!" Lao Weiwei was anxious. She grabbed her bag and threw it at Song Jinshu.

But Song Jinshu dodged, and Lao Weiwei's bag flew forward and finally landed on the floor, sliding one or two meters before stopping.

"I stopped! What's wrong?" Song Jinshu stopped and turned to look at Lao Weiwei.

Lao Weiwei uttered a curse in Chinese, which was totally inconsistent with her image and left Song Jinshu dumbfounded.

Seeing that Song Jinshu didn't say anything, Lao Weiwei said proudly: "I will definitely find evidence that you are being kept. Just wait, you hypocritical woman!"

Song Jinshu smiled and hit back at Lao Weiwei with the lie she had made up, "Okay, I'll wait for you! I hope you can find evidence that I'm being kept by an old man soon!"

"Don't be so arrogant, you must be kept by the old man! Otherwise, with you and your family, how could you drive such an expensive car and wear such an expensive bracelet!" Lao Weiwei said angrily.

Song Jinshu raised his left hand, and the sleeves of his coat and sweatshirt slipped down, revealing the bracelet on his wrist. "Are you talking about this? Is it expensive? But the person who supports me said he would give me something more expensive!"