The wife is rebellious, and the boss surrenders obediently

Chapter 311 Long lost brothers?

When Qin Moli was worried that he would tell about Song Yizhuo's life experience, Song Zhongda said, "Yizhuo is the pride of our Song family. We are old, and we still look forward to seeing the heroes of the present."

Suddenly, Qin Moli discovered the problem, that is, without a woman causing trouble, it is actually not that difficult for brothers to get along with each other.

Just like without Xin Qiu's mischief, Song Zhongda is no longer a unreasonable person.

Now she thinks that there is some truth to what is said in chicken soup: a good woman brings prosperity to three generations.

Qin Moli didn't want to stay in the hospital anymore, so he said goodbye to Song Zhongda, "Let's go."

Song Yizhuo was still a little surprised. After they entered the elevator, he looked down at her and asked, "Aren't you waiting for your white moonlight to wake up?"

"I'd better go home to see my son. He is the only person in the world who is connected to me by blood, and he is also the one who dislikes me the least." Qin Moli nodded.

Isn't this implying Song Yizhuo?

He slapped his mouth and said, "Okay, I won't talk."

On the way home, Lu Ying was driving, and Qin Moli and Song Yizhuo were sitting in the back seat.

She looked out the window and saw Song Yizhuo reading a book.

She glanced at the titles of his books; he read everything now.

He actually started reading a romance novel, and Qin Moli couldn't help but laugh.

"You are so down-to-earth now?" Qin Moli sighed.

"If I can't get love in real life or my love life is not satisfactory, I want to experience the love process of the protagonist in the book." Song Yizhuo responded, "That's what I am doing now."

Qin Moli received a text message from Jiang Feiyu saying that she received the wontons and they were very delicious.

She replied: [We are leaving first, please take good care of my second brother. ]

After returning home, Qin Moli played with Xiao Digua for a while. Xiao Digua wanted to play a war game with Song Yizhuo, but was stopped by Qin Moli, "Dad's ribs are broken and they haven't healed yet. You can't let Dad play these exciting games with you."

"Give a rib to daddy!" Little Sweet Potato was very generous.

Song Yizhuo kissed him and said, "As expected, biological children are different."

Qin Moli's heart skipped a beat. "What if Xiao Digua's father is not you?"

"If it's not me, who else could it be? Call him out and I'll beat him to death!" Song Yizhuo snorted.

"I think love without blood ties is the greatest." Qin Moli looked at him, "Being bound by blood ties makes people feel like they can't be free and easy for the rest of their lives."

"Why do I feel this way?" Song Yizhuo adjusted his glasses.

"Mr. Tang is my biological father, you know that. I feel awkward every time I see him." Qin Moli sighed, "You say I ignore him, but his blood runs in my veins. If I pay attention to him, I feel like he didn't raise me."

"Actually, I envy you sometimes. You have an adoptive father who loves you and a biological father who loves you, although you haven't spent much time with my fourth uncle and you may not have a deep relationship with him. The fact that you have two fathers already surpasses 99% of the people on earth." Song Yizhuo also sighed.

"What kind of consolation are you saying?" Qin Moli was so angry that he laughed, "If I could choose, do you think I would want a biological father and an adoptive father?"

"You are born with a lot of luck but you don't know how to appreciate it. Both your biological father and adoptive father love you. What do you want?" Song Yizhuo stroked his chest. "But for me, my biological father is dead, and my mother didn't find me an adoptive father!"

As he spoke, he closed his eyes.

The atmosphere was a little tense. Qin Moli felt that this topic was a little cruel to him. "Third brother, I shouldn't have brought up this topic." "You've already brought it up, and I'm sad. What should I do?" Song Yizhuo sighed again.

Just as Qin Moli was about to reach out, he heard him say, "Don't hit my chest. My ribs haven't healed yet. I'm disabled. You have to support me for the rest of my life."

She: “…” Her sympathy for him could not last more than three seconds.

Qin Moli looked at the video sent by Huang Chun on his phone. It was about the last time he met the beautiful boy Rong Zhan.

Xiang Rongzhan was wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and holding a book, reading it seriously.

When Huang Chun was recording the video, he also looked up and smiled, and his face was recorded.

Qin Moli showed him to Song Yizhuo: "Third brother, do you think he looks like you?"

"He looks young and my father died a long time ago, so he can't be a illegitimate child, right?" Song Yizhuo's words were very sharp, he even made fun of his dead father.

"There are six billion people on the earth, and there are so many similar people. Are they all illegitimate children? How could so many bloody things happen? Do you think it was done by a brainless screenwriter?" Qin Moli laughed at him.

"Huang Chun is an old cow eating young grass. She picked up such a young guy? And he looks like me?" Song Yizhuo's handsome face was distorted. "Is she interested in me?"

Qin Moli was excited. "Who knows, if Sister Huang can't sleep with you, she'll sleep with a substitute for you! Now there's a new genre of substitute literature!"

Song Yizhuo glanced at her. She had no feelings for him at all, so why was she so happy that someone wanted to sleep with him?
"By the way, Third Brother, Sister Huang invites me to a party tomorrow night. She asked if you want to go with her?" Qin Moli turned around and looked at him.

"Go!" Song Yizhuo wanted to meet the stand-in.

Huang Chun got another young baby, and she invited her business friends to come and have fun.

Tang Zang also came. When he saw Xiang Rongzhan, he was also a little surprised. He really looked like Song Yizhuo.

Tang Zang's marriage fell through, but Huang Chun still encouraged him, "Why don't you find a younger girl? So you can become more energetic?"

Tang Zang: “…”

"Or, why don't you ask Sister Qin for her opinion?" Huang Chun called Qin Moli over and told him about this.

"I don't interfere with her personal opinion." Qin Moli smiled, "Even if my mother wants to find a guy younger than me, I will let her do it. But, to be honest, my mother has been particularly fond of surfing the Internet recently, watching young and talented guys live broadcasting. Does this count as online love?"

"It's good to let her have her own hobbies." Huang Chun smiled, "Old Tang, what about you? Do you want the ladies to live broadcast?"

"Don't tease me." Tang Zang waved his hand, "I am cultivating myself and waiting for Shuixiang to look back at me."

While they were chatting, Xiang Rongzhan and Song Yizhuo met.

Song Yizhuo has been recovering from an injury recently and has been wearing casual clothes. He has not been out, so his skin has become whiter. He is wearing a beige turtleneck sweater, and he looks younger. He doesn't look like he is in his thirties, but more like he is in his twenties.

Compared with Xiang Rongzhan, who is only twenty years old, they would look like twins if they were not a few years older.

To outsiders, it is not an exaggeration to say that they are brothers.

"Hello, Mr. Song! I often hear Aunt Huang talk about you. When I see you today, I can see that you really look like me!" Xiang Rongzhan stretched out his hand to him.

"Why do you want to talk about me? Aren't you an academic researcher?" Song Yizhuo didn't want to shake hands with him. He put his hands in his pockets, looking very cool.

"I do research, but I'm also a gossiper." Xiang Rongzhan did not hide his gossipy heart, "Are we brothers who have been separated for many years?"