Chapter 163 Deep Love
Li Yali said, "You know the news, right?"

Song Yicheng asked: "Mom, what news are you talking about?"

Li Yali rubbed her eyebrows: "Your elder brother has given birth to a son."

Song Yicheng was silent for a moment, and said, "I just found out, mom, didn't you mean him..."

Li Yali glanced at the people beside her, interrupted her son's words, and said, "Okay, it's fine if you know it, and you should be more careful in doing things in the future. Your elder brother has no disadvantages now."

Song Yicheng: "He has so many resources in his hands, and grandpa gave me a sum of money to spend. Can the two of us compare? We are not on the same starting line."

Li Yali: "Are you complaining that I didn't give you a good birth? He has taken over the heir and the head. If you have the ability, how can you not catch up with him? When Song Zhicheng didn't rely on anything and founded the fruit tree by himself, you Where? You are still playing girl in school..." She glanced at Bai Yalan, she was dumbfounded, and then said: "You don't even look at the current market value of Guoshu Technology, your father, your grandfather gave you so much start-up capital , what have you done..."

Song Yicheng listened patiently.

Li Yali knew her son's temperament, so she didn't continue to criticize her, and said: "Since we are working on a project, let's do it well. Mom will count on you for the rest of my life."

"Go to bed early." After finishing speaking, she hung up the phone, Li Yali casually glanced at her daughter-in-law and daughter, and said to Bai Yalan, "Yalan, take Yanhui to rest early."

Bai Yalan responded, picked up the child and left.

When Bai Yalan entered the room, put his son down, and coaxed him to take a bath, Song Yanhui was obviously not happy, he grabbed the toy and wanted to continue playing, Bai Yalan looked at his son, feeling a little worried in his heart.

Originally, his son was the only child of the Song family, but now a son suddenly appeared in Song Zhicheng, and the doctor at that time had already confirmed that You Qian had taken away the child, now?
No matter how stupid Bai Yalan is, she also understands that people like herself were fooled by Song Zhicheng.

It is enough to see Song Zhicheng's scheming and city government. If he really wants to plot his side, there should be countless ways, but why has he still not done anything so far?
Song Zhicheng didn't take any action, but made people keep their hearts on guard against him all the time. This kind of torture was like cutting flesh with a blunt knife, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

When Bai Yalan was worried, Li Yali was even more worried.

Song Yourong picked up the car keys and turned to leave, but Li Yali stopped her: "What are you doing?"

Song Yourong said sharply: "My good mother... I am an adult now, why do you still care about everything?"

Li Yali sighed: "Do you think Mom wants to control you? You are more sensible and mature, do I still have to work so hard?"

Song Yourong stopped in his tracks: "Speak up if you have anything to say."

Li Yali cleared her throat and said, "You don't want to go out today. Mom has a friend's son who came back from the United States. I will take you to meet him tomorrow."

Song Yourong endured it, but couldn't hold back his impatience, and said, "Are you afraid that I will ruin the family? So you want to kick me out early? Fine, as long as you are satisfied."

Even though Li Yali has cultivated her personality for many years, she still feels chilled by her daughter's misunderstanding, and her tone of voice is a little weak: "Your Aunt Chen's son is young, handsome, and talented, what is he not worthy of you? It's no better than looking for those messy people outside powerful?"

"I've said it all, we'll see you, as long as you want, what can I do?" Song Yourong dropped the words, dropped the car keys, and ran upstairs.

One by one in the family, no one to worry about, Li Yali was in a hurry.

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Song family old house.

Song Zhicheng put his son on the soft bed, watched him fall asleep, Song Zhicheng found a change of clothes, went into the bathroom to wash up, and after he came out, he glanced at his son before picking up his notebook and sitting on the desk in the room to work.

It was late at night, and Song Zhicheng didn't feel sleepy at all.

Finished everything at hand, glanced at the time, just after ten o'clock, Song Zhicheng waited for a while, but still did not wait for the message, so he picked up his mobile phone and called there.

The bell rang a few times, then hung up, Song Zhicheng called again, it rang a few times before he was picked up.

Zhou Jia was startled, trotted to the bathroom, then lowered her voice and asked, "President Song?"

Song Zhicheng snorted softly: "You don't want a salary anymore?"

Zhou Jia suddenly felt the black line, the vicious capitalists kept their mouths shut, either deducting money or wages, but for this job, she didn't even have the courage to resign.

hateful!

Zhou Jia didn't dare to scold Song Zhicheng in front of Song Zhicheng even though she had tens of thousands of grass and mud horses running wildly in her heart. Moreover, since she accepted this job, she never thought of resigning. She just felt sorry for Qianqian, so she complained occasionally .

Zhou Jia looked around and found that there was no one else in the bathroom, so she turned around and went into a cubicle, before replying in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Mr. Song, I'll send you the photos later."

Song Zhicheng nodded, and asked casually: "At this time, she is not sleeping, what is she doing?"

Zhou Jia was puzzled: "How do you know we're outside?"

you still need to ask?Zhou Jia sent herself regular updates on You Qian's recent situation, but now that it's delayed, there must be other things, the most likely thing is to be with You Qian, that's why it's inconvenient for Zhou Jia to send messages.

It turned out to be outside?

Song Zhicheng didn't explain, and waited for her answer with a cold face.

Zhou Jia had very few direct contacts with Song Zhicheng. They basically communicated through the Internet. Even if they communicated online, Song Zhicheng didn't say a word. After she sent the message, Song Zhicheng received it. He didn't wait for the message before he called to ask about the situation.

Hey~
Thinking of this, Zhou Jia didn't feel that Song Zhicheng was pitiful, but felt sorry for Qianqian from the bottom of her heart. Even so, she replied truthfully: "There is a movie theater near the hotel. Qianqian said she couldn't sleep, so I'll go out to watch a movie with her."

Song Zhicheng: "What time does it end?"

Zhou Jia: "It ends at eleven o'clock."

Song Zhicheng said with a sullen face, "After reading it, tell her to go back to bed early."

Zhou Jia hesitated, but said boldly, "Mr. Song, Qianqian seems to be unhappy because you suddenly released the picture of Gun Gun, which made her unable to sleep."

Song Zhicheng's fingers holding the phone were slightly stiff, and he was silent for a while before saying, "I see, you can watch her sleep tonight."

After speaking, cut off the phone.

Zhou Jia stared at the phone, feeling speechless.She dared to mention this matter to Song Zhicheng, just to let Song Zhicheng show a little bit, after all, which mother doesn't love her children?Expose such a young child to the world, and live under the supervision of reporters and media in the future, is it good for the child?

Zhou Jia believed that Qian Qian would not want her child to be exposed.

Qianqian's love is rolling, to what extent is love?According to Qianqian's performance these days, Zhou Jia felt that she was frighteningly strong.

As Zhou Jia's inseparable assistant, Qianqian has never heard the words related to rolling from Qianqian's mouth these days. Zhou Jia can't even feel that she cares about the child at all, so this makes people feel terrible.

The more silent, the deeper.

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