Every world I die young

Song Changyi smiled faintly: "Aren't you afraid that I won't come back?"

Song Junfeng was taken aback, and subconsciously said: "How is it possible?"

Song Changyi didn't bother to talk to him, so he turned his head and walked downstairs expressionlessly, saying as he walked, "By the way, I didn't come back alone."

Before the words fell, the person disappeared. Song Junfeng stood awkwardly on the spot. He watched Song Changyi's back gradually drifting away. Through this son.

What he wanted to do, he didn't even know about it, and couldn't see it at all.

The housekeeper bowed his head and stood respectfully behind Song Junfeng. He was thinking similarly to Song Junfeng at the moment, equally shocked and confused.

Moreover, the butler raised his head and looked at Song Junfeng's back that was no longer strong even though he straightened it up hard. He thought to himself, Mr. has been in a high position for so many years, and his way of thinking is always habitually trying to suppress others, even when facing his wife and the two master.

And because of his busy schedule, over the years, the relationship between the husband and his family members is not even as good as that of some confidantes in the company, but he himself doesn't care.

He always thought that he was the head of the family, and everyone should unconditionally obey any of his arrangements and ideas, but he forgot the most important point.

The housekeeper can understand such a superficial truth, so how could Song Junfeng not know it?

But it's one thing to know, it's another thing to be contemptuous in his bones, not to care at all.

In his heart, his wife and children should obey him, but now Xia Yujing's incomprehension, Song Yi's quarrel made him lose face, and Song Changyi's blatant contempt and dismissiveness made him very angry.

But he is old, and this sudden end of the world has trapped his declining body and restricted his ambition.

Like a lion on the waning west, no matter how ambitious it is, there is nothing it can do.

Song Junfeng said coldly with a dark face: "Go out."

The butler silently glanced at him, and didn't choose to make trouble for himself, "This subordinate will leave."

In the lobby on the first floor, Xia Yujing, who was dressed in orange long johns, sat elegantly on the sofa. The tight clothes outlined her slim figure, which was well maintained, and the breath of a mature young woman came over her face.

A head of slightly curly long hair dyed golden yellow hangs down, and her face is wearing habitual makeup. All in all, at first glance, she doesn't look like someone struggling to survive in the last days, but more like a celebrity who is not in a hurry .

While opening and closing her thickly painted red lips, a shrill voice unique to women spit out from her throat.

"Are you also a student of University Q?"

Mo Yinglan sat on the other side of the sofa in a dignified manner. Hearing this, he said seriously: "Yes, these two are my roommates. We are both sophomores. This girl is our freshman." Junior."

Xia Yujing interrupted his obedient student's reply, covered her mouth with a shy smile and said, "You are really interesting, interesting kid."

Xia Yujing has been immersed in the big dye vat of the family since she was a child, and she is so scheming and has a vicious vision. Naturally, she can see from the beginning that the two people are faintly headed by Mo Yinglan.

Why?It's not easy, this frizzy-looking stunned young man is definitely not simple, on the premise that he seems to be easy to coax, if he can be secretly praised as the boss by that little boy with a fair face and that tall and strong boy, then there must be strength.

As for the girl who kept her head down and said nothing since she came in, although she didn't know if she was shy, she just ignored her.

Xia Yujing was thinking about it, and then she heard Mo Yinglan's shy voice, "Thank you, auntie, for your compliment."