"No, I'll go myself." he ronghua said without doubt.
Song Yu wanted to say anything more, so he ronghua turned his head and said with a smile, "Miss Song, after all, it's our family business."
With that, she went upstairs, but Song Yu's face changed again and again.
She is a fool and can feel he ronghua's rejection of her.
Her fists were tightly clenched together, and her eyes looking at he ronghua were full of haze.
He ronghua went upstairs and looked at Song Yu downstairs. He just saw her distorted face full of haze, which made him sneer.
Turning around and looking at the position of the study, there was another burst of anger.
Walk quickly, open the study door and say:
"Si Weiguo, what are you doing?"
In the study, Si Moyan sat leisurely, looking at his nose and heart, looking calm.
While Si Weiguo stood in a rage, pointing to Si Moyan and saying a few words. Hearing he ronghua's voice, he turned to look at her. His face eased a little and smiled with him: "Why are you coming up, Xiaoyu?"
"What light rain is not light rain? Her name is Song Yu. You should call her Miss Song." he ronghua has no good way.
Si Weiguo sighed and hurriedly said, "you know she's me..."
"What is she? Are you interested in her?" he ronghua stared at him and asked him to look good.
Looking at the appearance of he ronghua, Si Weiguo was powerless: "don't misunderstand, you know I just want Mo Yan and her..."
Before he finished speaking, he ronghua interrupted him with absolute strength:
"What's Moyan and her? I tell you, Si Weiguo, I don't like the girl Song Yu. She didn't want us Moyan three years ago, and now she comes back to us. She really thinks we're easy to fool?"
Si Weiguo sighed and said patiently, "Rong Hua, the girl Song Yu really wanted to study abroad three years ago. She just graduated this time. Rong Hua, why do you always have such a big prejudice against the girl Song Yu."
Si Weiguo was puzzled and said that he could not put his face in front of he ronghua, let alone be as dignified as in front of several sons.
This made him very powerless. When his son was approved before, he wanted his son to get married early and broke his approval.
Now that his son is destined to die alone, it is rare that Song Yu is willing to accompany him. In his private heart, he just wants his son to have a companion.
But why doesn't she understand?
In the past, she was neither hot nor cold to Song Yu, but now she disagrees directly.
"I have no problem with her. I don't think she is suitable for our Moyan." he ronghua also said seriously.
Si Weiguo went up to he ronghua and tried to persuade her by pressing her shoulder:
"Ronghua, maybe we Moyan will be controlled by those people all our life. Instead of this, it's rare for someone to be willing to talk to him. Why can't we agree? Ronghua, I also think of my son."
As he spoke, he glared at Si Moyan on the edge of his eyes.
This smelly boy doesn't understand his father's mind.
How much trouble did he take for him before? He tried hard to find a suitable object for him, just like asking him to find a person who broke his life, but when he arrived, he either disappeared directly, or he was cold.
Si Moyan shrugged and sat on the sofa. He didn't seem to see his eyes. He got up and said, "since your parents have something to do, I'll go first."
Then he got up and left.
Si Weiguo shouted behind him, "stop, smelly boy."
Si Moyan turned a deaf ear.
Si Weiguo said again, "look at this smelly boy, I won't break your leg if I catch you."
He ronghua on the edge immediately became angry:
"Break whose leg, you should try."
To he ronghua, Si Weiguo only had to surrender. He hurriedly comforted him. Where could he take care of Si Moyan who had left.
As soon as Si Moyan went out, he saw a flash of white figure in the corner. He hooked his lips and sneered.
Leave in silence.
At the entrance of the stairs, I took a special look at the reading sitting on the sofa downstairs, like Song Yu in a white dress.
Sima Yan gave a cold sneer on his lips, raised his feet downstairs and walked towards the door.
Song Yu seemed to find that Si Moyan came downstairs, stood up and said with a smile: "brother Moyan."
Si Moyan was silent and went out to leave.
Song Yu took his bag and quickly followed: "brother Moyan, we haven't seen each other for so long. Can you talk?"
Si Moyan turned his head, looked at her indifferently, raised his eyebrows and said:
"Go ahead“
"Here?"
Song Yu looked around and was annoyed.
She has said so obviously that he can't see that he wants to be alone with him for a while?
"Otherwise?"
Si Moyan picked his eyebrows and looked at Song Yu with a indifferent smile on his lips.
Song Yu wanted to shake her mind. She suddenly found that the Si Moyan in front of her was somewhat different from the Si Moyan she had known before.
It seems... His expression is richer.
I remember in the past, no matter who he faced, he always looked cold. It was impossible to see superfluous emotions on his face.
But now... She saw his sneer and disdain clearly.
Such disdain made her very ugly, just like when he ronghua said he didn't like her in the study.
She took a deep breath and adjusted her mood. She looked like a lady again.
She smiled shallowly: "brother Moyan, I thought we hadn't seen each other for such a long time. There would be a lot to say. Why don't we go out for a walk?"
She didn't wait for Si Moyan to refuse, so she followed him.
Si Moyan raised his eyebrows and didn't speak. He raised his feet and went out.
Song Yu was relieved. She was really afraid that Si Moyan would refuse. If so, she didn't know what to do.
But the next moment, she lowered her head and crossed the haze in her eyes.
He ronghua, she dares to say that. Who does she think she is? If she hadn't married into the Secretary's family, she wouldn't be anything!
How dare you say you don't like her?!
When she married into the Secretary's family
Song Yu looked up at Si Moyan, who had been walking silently, smiled gently and said softly, "brother Moyan, we haven't walked together for a long time. I really miss it."
Si Moyan was silent as if he hadn't heard.
Song Yu was not angry and continued to smile: "brother Mo Yan, you still talk so little, but it doesn't matter. I like this brother Mo Yan. He is very mature and makes me feel very safe."
She said and smiled sweetly at Si Moyan. Just like the "innocent" little girl before, she always followed him and called brother Moyan, and he was always silent. He didn't say a word, but let her follow.
But this time, Si Moyan didn't seem to plan to do so. He looked at the car not far away, suddenly stopped, turned to Song Yu and said mercilessly:
"I just don't want to talk to you."
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