Mr. He, please respect yourself

Song Zicheng felt sad when he heard it.

In the past three years, the He family company has already been on the right track by taking advantage of the Song family's momentum, and He Chumo has also sat firmly at the top of the company. Mo's relationship is still so embarrassing, the false status of unmarried partner is like a bubble, which will burst at the first touch.

But if he really heard grandpa say to let go, how can he be willing, how can he be willing?

Entering the dining room, the family is seated.

Song Suian's wife, Mei Shu, felt uncomfortable when she saw Song Zicheng, and snorted secretly.

In the mobile phone group at home just now, when she looked at the pictures of elders, benevolent and filial piety, she felt inexplicably angry. No matter how lively the group was, she didn't agree with a word, so she pretended not to see it.From the first day she got married, she couldn't like Song Zicheng, a cheap adopted son.

On weekdays, Mei Shu taunted Song Zicheng quite a lot, but if Mr. Song or Song Suian were present, she would not dare to make mistakes, and would restrain her impatience or dissatisfaction to some extent.But today, when she saw her two daughters clinging to Song Zicheng, sitting next to Song Zicheng, she couldn't help but feel annoyed, and said to Song Zicheng with a flattering smile: "It's rare for Zicheng to come to eat, why don't you call me?" Chu Mo? Now that we are all living together, don’t be as old as before, let him come over later, so that I can send you back.”

These words are puns, although they are nothing on the surface, but these words make people feel very uncomfortable.Even though he was an adopted son, the Song family was always the place where he grew up. With the word 'come to eat', he changed from being a host to a guest, and adding He Chumo on purpose, Song Zicheng felt a little depressed.

Mr. Song is such a fine person, he naturally understood the meaning of his words, and glared at Mrs. Song angrily.Song Suian didn't like it, and was about to say something, but Song Rui'er spoke for her brother first, "Mom, there is no shortage of drivers at home."

Mei Shu was a little annoyed, with a slightly angry tone, she scolded Song Rui'er lightly, "Do you understand etiquette? When an adult speaks, why would a child interrupt?"

Hearing his daughter being scolded, Song Suian was immediately unhappy, and glared at Mei Shu with a look of questioning and reprimanding, but in the way of Mr. Song's presence, he didn't say much, and instead ordered: "Housekeeper, serve the meal."

The originally good atmosphere changed because of Mei Shu's words. As juniors, Song Zicheng and Song Rui'er didn't like to talk too much, but Song Zi'er didn't know the twists and turns here, and still had a good time.The Song family didn't have particularly strict rules at the dinner table, so Song Zi'er picked up vegetables for her grandfather, served soup for her father, and poured drinks for her brother as usual.

"There are too many people, Lao Zhang is really not strong, driving so slow, when we arrived at the mall, there were people all around the stage, it was a huge area, we couldn't squeeze in, we could only watch from a distance , There are more and more people behind us, we were crowded and stuffy and hot, and I was stepped on a few times."

Song Suian is an invisible daughter slave, and when he heard it, he felt sorry for his daughter, "What kind of star is it? You will send some pictures later, and Dad will go to find out tomorrow. If it is the company of Dad's acquaintance, Dad will take you to see it directly next time." .”

"Is it possible?" Song Zi'er was excited, and turned to Song Rui'er who was eating, "Sister, Dad said he can take us there."

Song Ruier's lack of interest was not because she was scolded by her mother just now, but because she thought that Lin Qiao would join the group MyWorld in the future, so she didn't want to go.

Thinking of the way He Chumo looked at Lin Qiao this morning, she felt more and more that there was something behind them.

Taking a mouthful of rice without taste, Song Ruier chewed and then thought, since she can meet in private, why not take this opportunity to meet Lin Xiaosan for Brother Cheng?Brother Cheng is a stupid pig in front of He Yaosan, and he definitely won't do the kind of high-intelligence showmanship in Gongdou movies.

"Sister, do you want to go together?" Song Zi'er asked again.

"Huh? Go." Song Rui'er had to be perfunctory, looked at Song Zicheng before talking to her sister.

Song Rui'er's move happened to be noticed by Mei Shu who was sitting opposite, and the hand holding the chopsticks tightened involuntarily.

Both gave birth to daughters, and the two children were not close to her. Now that she is an advanced age, Song Suian has always disliked sharing the bed with her, and it is almost impossible to have another son.As long as she thought of the company's shares and management rights falling on that cheap adopted son, she couldn't swallow this breath no matter what.

The people at the table ate harmoniously, and no one knew what Mei Shu was thinking. After the meal, the few people had a lively scene. At around ten o'clock in the evening, Song Zicheng proposed to go back to He Chumo's villa. It's okay that he is a college student. But the two girls will start the new semester tomorrow morning, so it's not good to make a fuss all night.

After getting out of the car that Lao Zhang drove, Song Zicheng looked at the dark villa building from a distance, a little surprised, He Chumo hasn't returned yet?

Song Zicheng looked at his watch. It was already past eleven o'clock in the evening. At this time in the past, He Chumo had already arrived home early, or dealt with business or was exercising in the gym on the third floor, but he hasn't come back today?

Is there entertainment?

But Song Zi clarified that the relationship between Chu himself and He Chumo was far from enough to call the other party to care about him, so Song Zicheng left a hall lamp and went back to his room.

After a day of tossing around, Song Zicheng quickly took a shower and went to bed. When he was drowsy, a voice suddenly sounded. Song Zicheng was startled, and he woke up instantly.

Realizing that the source of the sound came from the entrance, Song Zicheng's back broke out in cold sweat. Could it be that he was robbed?

Song Zicheng sat up quickly, reached for the mobile phone on the bedside cabinet, turned on the screen, and it showed 1:47 in the morning.

What should I do, can't I get out?

Song Zicheng didn't dare to put on his shoes, so he tiptoed to the door, leaned sideways, and listened carefully with his ears pressed against the door.

It was quiet outside the room, and it seemed that there was no movement at this moment, but Song Zicheng still didn't dare to move. He hadn't heaved a sigh of relief when suddenly there was a 'pop' sound, and something seemed to fall to the ground at the entrance.

Song Zicheng didn't dare to delay any longer, opened the door and immediately rushed out of the room, unexpectedly, a scene that made the blood in his whole body fill his brain directly, and he stopped in his tracks for an instant.

Lin Qiao...

Lin Qiao now...

Are you kissing He Chumo...?

The two bodies embracing and entangled, Song Zicheng felt very dazzling, anger, humiliation, embarrassment, heartache, countless miscellaneous emotions rushed up and hit his chest, his brain was more like being bombarded by countless bombers, and his eardrums were buzzing It sounded like a big bellows was blowing in his ear, which made him have a splitting headache and heart-piercing lung!