The wife of Xiangjiang boss who disappeared for ten years is back

Chapter 77 Because I heard someone say that wearing a shirt is very temperamental!
Fang Zongtang was shocked immediately after entering the door, this is not a mansion, it is simply a small museum!
Starting from the entrance hall and extending to the innermost part, everything on the floor, on the table, and hanging on the wall are all antiques.

She also saw things from the old house here.

Song Yi pointed to the things placed in the center of the living room and said, "Those were moved from the old house."

Fang Zongtang automatically translated it as, her own.

"After the old house is repaired, put it back."

Song Yi led her into the house and said, "I won't forget it."

Fang Zongtang walked to the table and wiped it with his hand. The thickness of the dust accumulation must have been at least four or five months since it was cleaned.

Song Yi saw it, took out his handkerchief, grabbed her fingers, and wiped away the dust on them.

"I'm sometimes very busy, so I don't feel at ease if I ask Ji Zong to come."

Fang Zongtang snorted and laughed: "Call him here, it's better to let the ashes continue to fall here."

Song Yi brought the topic to his son: "I heard from the bodyguard that he followed Hongli and rented a house in Yau Ma Tei."

Her eyes fell on the porcelain, and she said without blinking: "Red Carp still has some savings to rent a house in Yau Ma Tei."

In order to reassure her, Song Yi briefly talked about the red carp.

"Her family relied on her to buy a building in Happy Valley, and she has made a lot of money by following Jizong in the past few years."

Fang Zongtang pushed the door angrily and entered the room.

"As a father, you know everything, and you don't know how to remind."

Song Yi followed and explained: "I reminded him that he really regarded Hongli as a relative. Later, I stopped giving him good things and cut my monthly pocket money in half."

After she went in, she wiped it on the book shelf again.

"Sweep all the dust in the room together, and it will definitely make a big vase."

Just as Song Yi wanted to wipe her fingers with a handkerchief, the handkerchief was taken away to wipe the vase.

"This cloth is quite soft and has no thorns. It's best for wiping porcelain." She couldn't bear the good things getting dusty.

Seeing her start cleaning, Song Yi turned around and went to the bathroom as well.

When I came back, I was carrying a bucket of water, my hands were all soaked, and I was holding a clean rag in my hand.

"A Tang, help me untie my sleeves, my hands are wet." Song Yi frowned and looked at his wrists.

The wrist of the white shirt was also slightly wet.

She held out her ten fingers angrily: "My fingers are covered with dust, why don't you have clean hands?"

Song Yi reached out to her with both hands: "My shirt is made of real silk, so it can't get wet. Your hands are all dusty and there is no water."

She glanced at Song Yi's clothes, which were really silky.

"You are a grown man, why are you wearing such pretentious clothes?" She wiped her fingers on the handkerchief, and with nimble fingers, she unbuttoned the button in a few clicks.

Song Yi: "Roll it up a little, there are sleeve bands inside, you can tie it on."

She said to herself, if it weren't for the things you have done, I would have beaten you long ago.

"Didn't you never wear white shirts when you were in school? Why do you wear white shirts every day now?"

Song Yi looked down at the impatient man looking for the cuff, and his Adam's apple twitched.

"Because I heard someone say that wearing a shirt makes you look classy."

Fang Zongtang laughed angrily: "It's just that you have temperament, what's the use of wearing uncomfortable clothes? Are you wearing clothes just to show people?"

Song Yi's eyes moved and he asked back: "Isn't it?"

(End of this chapter)