Bai Yueguang doesn't follow the script

Song Shicheng ignored him, but said to Song Guangping.

"Dad, do you think I should apologize?"

Ever since Wang Xiujuan and Song Ji'an entered the Song family, Song Guangping had rarely heard Song Shicheng call his father on his own initiative.

Not to mention, Song Guangping was really happy in his heart.

Song Guangping's tone softened: "It's right to say sorry to others when you make a mistake. Just listen to your Aunt Wang and go back quickly. Your Aunt Wang and I will wait for you for dinner."

Song Shicheng snorted lightly: "You didn't understand me."

Song Guangping frowned: "What do you mean, what do I mean, kids, are you tired of talking around. Hurry up and change into formal clothes and go to your Uncle Zhou's house."

Song Shicheng chuckled: "What I mean is that you never thought of listening to my explanation from the beginning to the end. You only listened to other people's one-sided words, and you decided that it was my fault, and asked me to apologize to them."

No wonder Song Guangping ignored this matter.

Song Shicheng didn't go home all year round, and he wasn't close to him. On weekdays, he always heard from other people what troubles his youngest son had caused outside and how many bad things he had done.

Unlike Song Ji'an who has been under the nose all the time, Song Shicheng's behavior is also known from other people's mouths.

Over the years, Song Guangping's impression of Song Shicheng is nothing more than a bad impression of being ignorant and fond of fighting. In addition, the person next to his pillow occasionally gives him eye drops and blows on his pillow. Song Guangping's understanding of his son is getting better and better. It's getting worse.

But when it comes to this point, if you turn around, it seems that his words have no authority.

So Song Guangping said impatiently: "It's useless to explain it. Didn't you do anything to him? Your Uncle Zhou saw it with his own eyes."

Song Shicheng snorted coldly, knowing that his father, like Zhou's father, loves face so much that he still can't figure it out.

Song Shicheng got up, and was about to shake his head before leaving, when the doorkeeper ran in and said to Song Guangping.

"Mr. Song, Young Master Song's uncle is here."

"Pei An? Let him in quickly." Song Guangping got up quickly.

Uncle is here to support him, Song Shicheng thought to himself.

In fact, Song Shicheng wasn't the only one who thought this way, Wang Xiujuan's mother and son also thought the same way.

Disappointment flashed across Wang Xiujuan's charming eyes, and she patted Song Ji'an beside her, signaling him to behave well later.

The Pei family has been doing business for generations, and the business has been very big, especially in Pei An's generation, Pei An and Pei He's siblings are very capable of doing business.

The Song family was able to have what it is today, thanks to Pei He who married into the Song family.

When Pei He was alive, the self-made Song Guangping was not only guided by Pei He, but also supported by the Pei family. The Song family's business developed rapidly in a few years like the sun.

Song Ji'an is her child, it's normal for Pei An to have a bad feeling for him.

But in order for Song Ji'an to obtain the management rights of the company more smoothly in the future and inherit the shares in Song Guangping's hands in full, Song Ji'an cannot offend Pei An.

After all, Song Guangping still needs to rely on Pei An to do business now, to see Pei An's face.If Song Ji'an tried to annoy Pei An, it would hinder his career.

When Pei An came in, he was carrying big and small bags in his hand, and saw Song Shicheng walk away.

"Hey! Xiaocheng is here too. Come quickly and help uncle get the things."

Song Guangping was a little puzzled, didn't Pei An know that his youngest son had returned to the Song family?

"You said you came when you came, why are you carrying so many things. We have all these things at home, so don't tire you out by carrying them around."

Wang Xiujuan gave her son a look, Song Ji'an also got up and helped Song Shicheng lift the things to the table.

Pei An smiled and said, "Xiaocheng calls me to exercise every day, I'm in good health."

"It's your brother-in-law. Since my sister left, you have been slack in managing your body. You are not as handsome as before." Pei An looked at Song Guangping's big belly and joked.

Song Guangping waved his hand: "How can I be younger than I am now. Without your sister's urging, I don't have the perseverance to go to the gym every day."

Wang Xiujuan listened to Song Guangping mentioning Pei He without changing her expression, lowered her eyes and clenched the handkerchief tightly.

So it was because of Pei He's presence that Song Guangping took care of himself so well?

Thinking of Song Guangping's appearance when Pei He was still there many years ago, he really looked like a suave and handsome young man.

Looking at it now, I don't rush to wash my hair for a few days, and the smell of hair oil and hairspray is mixed.The clothes I wear are also only expensive, not suitable, and my taste plummets.The body is getting fatter, and it is developing more and more horizontally.

If she had seen Song Guangping like this back then, would she still have hooked up with Song Guangping when he was inspecting the factory, Wang Xiujuan couldn't help asking herself.

The answer is yes.

Marriage is early in backward areas. When Wang Xiujuan came out to work, her family introduced a girl to her younger brother.She was 22 years old that year, when she was young and beautiful. People who chased her could line up from the east to the west of the factory, but she looked down on them all. She wanted to marry a rich man, and she was afraid of living a poor life.

The family urged her to marry her younger brother, but they also agreed with her idea that if she married a rich man, the bride price she received would be just right for her younger brother to marry a daughter-in-law.

So even if Song Guangping had the slovenly appearance at that time, as long as she knew that Song Guangping was rich, no matter whether he was handsome or ugly, or whether he had a wife or not, she would go forward to hook him up.

Apart from Pei An, Wang Xiujuan didn't even know that Pei He was worried about Song Guangping's dressing.

No wonder Song Guangping's appearance suddenly changed into this before and after marriage.

No wonder when she attended parties, she would always hear behind her back that Pei He was better than her, and that Song Guangping had fallen after marrying her.

Wang Xiujuan pursed her red lips.

Pei An asked Song Shicheng to open the big and small bags he brought, and said.

"Brother-in-law, this is the purple sand pot that I spent a lot of time digging out. There are also a few bags of bird's nest for Sister Wang."

Song Guangping hastily said: "I'm interested. I just wanted to buy a new teapot a few days ago. I was busy with work and didn't have time to go. In the end, you sent me what I wanted."

Wang Xiujuan also quickly thanked.

Pei An waved his hand: "Hey, it's not my intention, it's Xiaocheng's intention."

Song Shicheng: "??"

When did he mean it?

Pei An smiled and said: "Brother-in-law, don't look at Xiaocheng's indifferent attitude towards you, in fact, he has always remembered you, but he is hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and he doesn't like to say it."

Song Guangping was a little surprised, and said softly, "Xiaocheng, what your uncle said is true?"

Pei An smiled and glanced at Song Shicheng, who rolled his eyes and nodded reluctantly.

It just fits the arrogant and awkward personality that Pei An gave him.

Song Guangping was greatly moved, he thought his son was used to not being close to him because he lived outside, so it was because of his awkward temper.

After putting away his things, Pei An sat next to Song Shicheng and met Father Zhou's eyes.

Pei An was puzzled as if he had just seen this person.

"Who is this?"

As soon as Pei An entered the house, there was a lot of activity. Song Guangping even forgot about Zhou's father. After Pei An reminded him, he suddenly remembered that there was still such a person sitting at home.

"Look at my memory, I forgot to introduce, this is Mr. Zhou of Longxing Media."

Pei An shook hands with the terrified Father Zhou, and looked at Song Shicheng.

Song Shicheng understood now that his uncle was here to protect him because he was afraid that he would be bullied in the Song family.

Father Zhou was a little terrified when he heard Pei An coming, but seeing the interaction between Pei An and Song Shicheng, he felt even worse.

"I, here, since Boss Song's house is busy today, I'll visit another day." Father Zhou got up and said.

"Hey, don't. I came here rashly and interrupted Mr. Zhou and my brother-in-law to discuss business. You don't have to worry about me, just talk, I can just talk to Xiaocheng."

Father Zhou's expression was indescribable, and Song Guangping also felt that Pei An was here, and what happened just now must not continue, so he said.

"Business, we can talk about it at any time. Mr. Zhou, when I am free tomorrow, I will take my small town to visit you."

Zhou's father quickly agreed, got up and walked out quickly, and before taking two steps, he listened to Pei An's words.

"Wait a minute, Mr. Zhou."

Father Zhou's body froze immediately, and he turned around.

"President Pei, is there anything else?"

Pei An rubbed his chin, seemed to think for a while, looked at Father Zhou and said.

"Brother-in-law didn't mention your name, I haven't remembered yet. Are you the parent who troubled Xiaocheng that day?"

What does it mean to trouble Song Shicheng? It is obviously Song Shicheng who troubled his son.

Zhou's father dared not speak out, and pulled out a hypocritical smile.

"This……"

Pei An turned to Song Guangping and said.

"Brother-in-law, Mr. Zhou is not here to discuss business today, he is here to trouble the town."

Song Guangping nodded with difficulty.

"Xiao An, you heard from my brother-in-law that Xiao Cheng did hit him, and he should apologize to him..."

Pei An interrupted: "Who said Xiaocheng beat someone?"

Song Guangping shifted his gaze to Father Zhou.

Pei An didn't follow his line of sight, but said to Song Guangping.

"No one was beaten in the small town."

Song Guangping said: "Xiao'an, you are wrong. You love Xiaocheng, but you have to have a limit. If you protect him unconditionally, Xiaocheng will go astray. Besides, Mr. Zhou saw the beating in Xiaocheng with his own eyes. Fake?"

Pei An pressed his temple, sighed, and said with heartache.

"I know the whole process of this matter, and Xiaocheng told me. The truth of the matter has been investigated at the school. I have also asked Principal Zhong to verify the situation. If you don't believe me, I will give you the contact information of Principal Zhong. You can go there in person. Ask. Xiaocheng is innocent and did not beat anyone!"

"Why did Mr. Zhou..." Song Guangping hesitated.

"I don't understand why Mr. Zhou is reluctant to forgive Xiaocheng. But brother-in-law, you let me down so much!"

"I still remember that Xiaocheng happily told me a few days ago that you had contacted my brother-in-law and asked him to go back to Song's house. At that time, Xiaocheng and I thought you missed him, so we called him back. Who knows... ...Sigh! Who knew that you let Xiaocheng stay at home for many days, just waiting for someone to come to your door to ask the teacher for your crimes, and to help outsiders bully Xiaocheng."