Chapter 1205 Shall we be so bored?

After Song Qiye hung up the phone, he lowered the window and smoked a cigarette.

  His eyebrows are tightly closed, making the lines of the hanging stitch pattern clearer and full of gloom.

  Song Qiyu thought that he could do whatever he wanted after winning the Song family inheritance rights? !

   is simply wishful thinking.

  There is also that old thing, who has been particularly fond of Song Qiyu since he was a child, and there is no other children in his eyes.

  Since the ancestors and grandsons thought they could cover the sky with one hand, he would have to see if the Song family could stand up against Qin Sishao, or the Qin family would be better.

  ……

   That night, Song Qiyu walked out of the Song family’s old house at 2 o’clock in the middle of the night.

   Standing in the courtyard in front of the attic door, he looked up at the misty night, his eyes sharp as blades.

  At this time, the bodyguard sitting in the car waiting, lifted his eyelids with a sleepy face, saw Song Qiyu's figure, and quickly opened the car door, "Master, can you go now?"

  Song Qiyu’s expression was cold, and before he could speak, Mrs. Song’s call came from behind him, “Ayu, you wait!”

  It was more than two o'clock in the middle of the night, and this old lady Song was not tired, she still seemed to be full of energy.

  Song Qiyu turned around, walked to the old lady Song, bowed her head, "Grandma, why are you still asleep?"

  The old lady Song raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder, "Ayu, although grandma agreed to help you, but...you must remember that this is the last time!

  No matter what, after this time, we and his Qin family will keep the water in the water.

  In your generation, the Song family is already dead. Grandma doesn’t want to give away white-haired people to black-haired people, don’t you understand? "

  Old lady Song's earnest reminder made Song Qiyu's eyes a heaviness.

  He pressed the corners of his lips, his tone was light, "I'll consider it, grandma."

  Old Mrs. Song looked at his unbearable eyebrows, and sighed faintly, "You child, your mind is too heavy, you are carrying all the pressure yourself, and grandma looks distressed too.

  But you can rest assured that as long as it is what you want to do, grandma will definitely help you. As for the future, let's talk about it.

   By the way, the girl named Yan Shiqi, do you have other plans? Ayu, she is married, she has some thoughts, you should let it go. "

  Song Qiyu's eyes trembled, and he nodded calmly, but said nothing after all.

  The old lady Song looked at him with a slightly scorching gaze, and in the end she just shook her head and sighed, "Don't let grandma down..."

   "Don't worry, I won't."

  The old lady Song exhorted a few more words, and then the servant helped her back to the main building.

  Song Qiyu stayed on the spot looking at the back of Mrs. Song, the ink under his eyes was as thick as the night sky.

  ……

  The next day, two o'clock in the afternoon.

  Underground parking lot. When Brother Qin got off the car, he saw the Euro Continental opposite and Qiao Mu who was leaning against the car and smoking.

  The man lowered his eyes to the ground, and three or four cigarette butts fell on his feet.

  Qiao Mu came with half a cigarette in his hand, jokingly, "Wait to come back?"

  He called the fourth child to find out that the boy ran back to Linhu Bay at noon to cook for his younger siblings.

  Do you want to be so bored? !

   "What's the matter?" The man closed the car door easily, and Qiao Mu also handed over the cigarette case at the right time, "Someone wants me to introduce you to him!"

  The man took the cigarette case and rubbed it twice, "Who?"

  Qiao Mu didn't conceal it, and said bluntly: "You should know, Song family third, Song Qiye."

  Hearing this name, Brother Qin flicked his gaze, "What does he want to do?"

  (End of this chapter)