The rest of my life [Entertainment]

When Song Ju said this sentence, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, without any hesitation.

Already more than six years old.

Hai Chaoyun was stunned in place, but his brain was still counting the time quickly, that is, Song Ju stepped into the entertainment circle not long after giving birth to this child.

Song Ju protected the child very well.

Before signing the contract, the company will definitely investigate Song Yu's previous situation.If she has a child out of wedlock, she will definitely keep the file.

But when Hai Chaoyun looked through Song Ju's personnel information, there was no relevant record.

Song Yu didn't have any handles in his hands.

Hai Chaoyun didn't think that a woman who entered the entertainment circle after giving birth would think about her future beforehand, and would cover everything about the child.

At the very least, if Song Yu gave birth, there would definitely be maternal registration information at the hospital.

It is impossible for the company to find out.

Maybe Song Yu was cheating, she didn't have such a child at all.

Thinking of Hai Chaoyun here, he looked up at Song Ju's eyes, and the chopsticks in his hand almost fell to the ground.

When Song Ju mentioned his daughter, she used to be gorgeous but with a icy face, as if the ice and snow had melted, and her eyes were smiling like peach blossoms.

Just one look is captivating.

But with just one glance, Hai Chaoyun understood that Song Ju didn't lie to herself, she really had a daughter, she loved her very much, but she...don't love me.

Hai Chaoyun stopped his chopsticks and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

I was a little apprehensive.

Song Yu may have loved someone, deeply to the bone marrow, never forgetting, whispering the other person's name in the middle of the night.

Even gave birth to children for each other.

Hai Chaoyun didn't know why she cared so much. She never believed in love at first sight before, but Song Ju broke her 20-year-old cognition.

With just one glance, it will fall.

At that time Song Ju frowned, but stubbornly kept his pride, Hai Chaoyun couldn't help but wanted to soothe the worry in the man's brow.

Hai Chaoyun clenched the chopsticks in his hand, and asked unwillingly, "Then... where is the child's other blood relative?"

This was simply too magical, Hai Chaoyun's hands were shaking, Song Ju glanced at it lightly, and said slowly: "She's dead."

When he loved her the most, she suddenly disappeared, leaving nothing behind, and finally let people trample on her dignity.

Not death, better than death.

Hai Chaoyun stared at Song Ju, his brain digesting the matter.

Is that person gone?gone?Hai Chaoyun felt quite uncomfortable.

She spit on her own terrible thoughts in a dark way—since she was dead, she didn't rob Song Ju from herself.

But a touch of white moonlight and a cinnabar mole have not experienced long-term changes, and they are transformed into a grain of white rice and a drop of mosquito blood. The stagnation of time makes the other party stay in Song Yu's best memory forever.

And how can I compare myself to a dead person.

With a little joy, Hai Chaoyun feigned surprise and said, "I'm sorry."

Song Jun shook his head, sorry, this sentence is cheaper than the five yuan bracelets on the night market stalls.

The educational environment in City B is good. Song Ju wants to keep his daughter here for education, so that he will not repeat the same mistakes as himself.

But for the better schools here, the entry requirements are all local household registration plus school district housing, and this policy is getting more and more tightened.

You can still use money to solve it now, but what about yourself in the future?Junior high school, high school, the threshold is getting higher and higher.

Song Ju didn't pay much attention to money before, so even though Hai Chaoyun had nothing at the time, she still stayed with people without hesitation.

Go straight ahead, then get bloody.

Seven years is enough to polish off a person's horns.

It's just that, now, the outside is sharp and sharp, but the inside is softened, and she is no longer so cynical.

The more people watched, Song Yu also understood that if one retreats one by one, others will not confront him because of his own improvement.

One day, she also turned into the person she didn't like the most at the beginning, mocking the past.

How sad.

Song Ju looks at Hai Chaoyun now, with gold written on his left cheek and money written on his right cheek.

money, rich.

30 a day, Hai Chaoyun is afraid that there is something wrong with his brain, Song Ju doesn't want to investigate why the other party treats him so well, there is no need.

I and her only deal with money, and I only want to have money.

Song Jian didn't want to ask with tears and snot why he could leave so quickly seven years ago, but seven years later he acted as if nothing had happened.

If Hai Chaoyun simply forgot, then Song Ju felt that he looked like a clown when he eagerly approached him.

People... are just playing with themselves.

The injuries and setbacks he had suffered in the past taught Song Ju what is a spike armor.

Hai Chaoyun talked about this child calmly: "It's more than six years old, and it's in the first grade. Where can I study?"

Song Ju didn't hide it either: "The primary school in Haibei District."

Hai Chaoyun thought about it carefully, the school over there is not top-notch, right? Song Ju has a contract for these years, and although the company asks for a commission, she has also made a lot of money herself.

Buy a school district room in the central area, the learning atmosphere and security are also good.

Hai Chaoyun's innermost thoughts were all written on his face, and Song Ju could see through it at a glance: "She and I don't have local hukou, so we can't read it."

Unless you marry a local and relocate your children.

Hai Chaoyun was silent for a long time, and was about to speak when the assistant Nizi knocked on the door and said with a strange face that the vice chairman was looking for Hai Chaoyun.

It seemed that the vice chairman was furious.

And the vice chairman of the company is Hai Chaoyun's mother.

"Mr. Xiao Hai, you can go there. If you don't go, Madam will skin me."

Assistant Nizi wants to cry but has no tears. The gods fight, and the common people suffer.

Hai Chaoyun got up helplessly and went out. When Nizi closed the door, she glanced at Song Ju inside, and felt that Song Ju looked familiar.

Moreover, Song Ju's attitude towards Mr. Xiao Hai is also very upbeat, and he can't take the bait, or is it that the current starlets are so good at teasing people's hearts?

Or, 30 a day, Xiaohai's general contract, it's too generous to raise a starlet, and he intends to accompany all his family property in it.

And Song Ju has been delivering meals to people these few days, and then from which novel it seems that he and Xiao Hai always feed each other.

What kind of pure nurturing relationship is this? !

Can this Nima be considered as a package?No wonder Xiao Hai insisted on changing the name of the agreement.

She spends 30 a day and invites a girlfriend to make offerings like an ancestor.

The assistant thought, she can do the 30!

Song Ju waited until the afternoon, but did not wait for Hai Chaoyun to come back, so the conversation probably fell apart.

Song Ju has never seen Mrs. Hai's face, but she has understood the majesty of the other party, and she said exactly what she said.

She didn't stay any longer, she packed her things and went home.

Maybe my "job" is about to lose my job. No matter how powerful Hai Chaoyun is, he can't win over his parents.

Forget it, even if Hai Chaoyun can no longer throw money at himself like a fool, it doesn't matter.

I don't like it anymore.

I'm so tired of liking Hai Chaoyun...

Song Yu returned to his residence with a tired face. After washing, he waited for a while, closed the curtains, opened the door and went to the next door.

As soon as she entered the door, she slammed into Song Ju's arms with a touch of pink, and said softly, "Mom, hug!"

Song Ju picked up his daughter and touched the tips of their noses: "Tianjiu, are you good today?"

Song Tianjiu, her daughter, nicknamed Tianjiu.After all, I have been suffering for so long, the child must be sweeter, and stop being so embarrassed like myself.

The nanny came out with a smile: "You are very obedient, and I am thinking of you, Miss Song."

Song Ju looked at the child he gave birth to when he almost died. The child's eyes were slightly grayish blue, just like Hai Chaoyun.

Just like the color of his eyes, his facial features were basically carved out of the same mold as Hai Chaoyun.

"Tianjiu refuses to eat fruit, it's not until you come." The nanny took out the fruit plate, "I was thinking about nutritional balance, so I cut an apple into pieces and mixed them together.

Song Tianjiu was buried in front of Song Ju's chest, her arms were wrapped around her neck, her short legs were hanging on her waist, and her pink feet were shaking happily: "Mom likes to eat apples, so I leave them for my mother."

Song Ju kissed the child, sat on the sofa, picked out apples bit by bit, and ate them.

When I was pregnant, in that year, the apples in city b were quite cheap, and I ate a lot of them for nutrition, and I probably hurt myself from eating them.

Children cannot smell apples.

The nanny looked at it, and said with a smile, "It's still a mother-daughter bond, leaving all the apples to Miss Song."

Song Yu ate it bit by bit.

"Miss Song likes eating apples so much?"

"No..." Song Yu said, "I don't like it. But when I was pregnant, I ate it for eight months."

The nanny answered in embarrassment: "The taste of pregnancy will change, and it's normal."

Song Ju paused, no, it was just because it was cheap and nutritious.

I have no money to buy other fruits that are more expensive.

The author has something to say: I am still troubled by the name of the article. The current name of the article contains unusable words, and it is estimated that it will be changed again.

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