Did the actress get divorced today?

Chapter 276 You want to see me
Zhang Jiaoyang transferred the call to Mr. Song, feeling his heart still beating.Thinking of Mr. Song's extremely gloomy expression just now, she felt her scalp go numb.

Was her guess wrong?
The relationship between the boss and the boss's wife is not harmonious?

Not really.

In Mr. Song's office that day, it didn't look like it.

Mr. Song looked very nervous and rich, with gentle eyes and caring demeanor, how could he not seem to care about how rich he was?

Could it be that Duo Jin doesn't love Mr. Song?
God lol...

Duo Jin doesn't love Mr. Song, but Mr. Song refuses to accept it, forcing him to use the routine of "The Domineering President Comes to Me"?So he kept abusing Duojin physically and mentally, over and over again?
Zhang Jiaoyang rubbed his eyes, couldn't help touching his heart, and felt that he had discovered another big secret of President Song.

It's over, it's over... She knows so much, will she be silenced?

Zhang Jiaoyang was worried and felt that he must have watched too few dramas recently, so he made a careful decision to watch more dramas when he got off work.

Therefore, Zhang Jiaoyang immediately adjusted his mentality, and then devoted himself to urgent work.

Here.

Hang up.

Song Zhicheng hooked the corners of his lips, showing a smile that was not a smile, and a cold light burst out of his pitch-black eyes, very gloomy and sharp.

To visit him?

Let yourself find a relationship and get him out.

An excuse to see your grandson?

Did he admit that his son is Song Yichang's grandson?
His Song Zhicheng's son doesn't need grandparents, as long as he has parents is enough.

Song Zhicheng curled his lips, but since he wanted to make trouble for himself, let's make trouble for him today.

Just go.

Song Zhicheng made a decision, raised his eyes and glanced at the clock, it was almost time to get off work, thinking that the prison would also be off work soon.Song Zhicheng stood up.

He took out some clothes and put them on, they were just simple clothes, and when they were put on him, Song Zhicheng's straight and handsome figure was even more set off.

Song Zhicheng picked up his sleeping son and gently patted his face.

Song Gunroll's eyelashes trembled slightly, pouting.

Still won't wake up?

Song Zhicheng chuckled, and didn't wake up the little guy who was sleeping soundly. He put him in the stroller, soaked the milk powder, and after making sure the temperature was right, he stuffed the nipple into his son's mouth.

As soon as he smelled the milk, Song Gungun opened his mouth spontaneously and sucked it in his mouth.

The appearance of the son sucking the milk is simple and simple, as she said, he is no different from a piglet eating pig food.Song Zhicheng waited quietly all the time, and only went out after his son finished eating.

Song Yichangguan's prison is located in J City, and if there is no traffic jam, it can be reached in less than an hour.

He brought a group of bodyguards with him, and when Song Zhicheng arrived, the visiting hours had already passed, so the prison opened the door for Song Zhicheng to visit Song Yichang as an exception.

When getting off the car, Song Zhicheng handed the child over to the bodyguard without taking him with him.

Song Yichang was already waiting there, sitting inside without moving through a barred window. When he saw Song Zhicheng slowly approaching, Song Yichang raised his head for a moment, his face was surprised, annoyed, and a little happy... In short, the look in his eyes Very complicated.

Song Zhicheng didn't have the time to figure out what Song Yichang was thinking. After sitting down, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he glanced at Song Yichang indifferently.

Song Yichang looked at him.

The father and son met for the first time since the fierce confrontation, but they were speechless.

No one broke the silence.

Song Yichang opened his lips slightly, and then suddenly frowned tightly.

Song Zhicheng looked calm, and slightly bent his lips: "I heard you want to see me?"

Hearing this, Song Yichang raised his eyes and looked at Song Zhicheng in front of him through an iron fence.A young and handsome face, with profound features and cold brows. At this moment, when facing him, those dark eyes did not show any emotional fluctuations, and were extremely indifferent and cold. They were not the eyes that human beings should have at all.

He is not a person at all, like a cold machine.

This person shouldn't have been born in the first place, otherwise, how could he be so unlucky?Sure enough, he was born to restrain himself.

Thinking of this, Song Yichang felt angry in vain, and couldn't help but open his mouth to curse like before, but as soon as he met Song Zhicheng's cold eyes, and saw the curved corner of his mouth...

Song Yichang was in a trance, and suddenly closed his mouth.

Song Yichang didn't like this son at all because he was not born to his beloved, so Song Zhicheng only glanced at him when he was born, and Song Yichang didn't take it seriously.

Moreover, because of Song Zhicheng's appearance, only the outline of his face is similar to him, his eyes, his lips, his eyebrows... most of them look like his mother.

Seeing this face always reminds me of some bad memories. Song Yichang's psychology naturally produces discomfort, so the older Song Zhicheng grows up, the more he looks like his mother, and Song Yichang ignores Song Zhicheng more and more.

then……

This kind of neglect has become a habit, unknowingly engraved in the bone.

Similarly, the dislike of Song Zhicheng was also engraved in his bones.

After a short period of discomfort, Song Yichang came back to his senses, and opened his mouth to ask: "Didn't you say that You Qian gave birth? Why didn't you show me?"

The corner of Song Zhicheng's mouth raised slightly, and his tone was arrogant: "Are you worthy?"

Song Yichang froze, clenched his hands for a while, and suppressed all the anger. When he raised his head again, he frowned, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepened, and asked in a cold voice: "Song Zhicheng, are you angry?" huh? When will you let me out?"

Song Zhicheng sneered: "Are you joking? Do you think I opened the prison?"

After finishing speaking, he showed a mocking expression without any concealment.

This look made Song Yichang's anger burst out again: "Song Zhicheng, don't go too far. The old man has physical problems. If something happens to him, don't take your anger on me."

"I stayed in the prison honestly, just to let you vent your anger. It's enough to bear it until now. You let me go earlier." Song Yichang's eyes were red when he was angry, offsetting part of his depression.

Song Zhicheng stretched out his finger, made a '1', and said lightly: "First of all, the prison is a state institution, not mine. You must have a deep understanding of this."

Song Yichang pursed his lips in annoyance, and opened his mouth to retort: ​​"If you hadn't been a hindrance, how could I still be locked up here?" It is a crime, there is probation, there is bail, parole...but he has no right to any of these, not Song Zhicheng Who else could be in the way?If not, Song Yichang would be willing to cut off his head and play it as a football for him.

Thinking of this, Song Yichang became very angry.

Song Zhicheng glanced at him lightly, and curled his mouth: "It seems that you really don't know enough."

　ahh~~
　　I have been paying attention to the name of Gun Gun. PS: I want to complain, how much do you prefer Song Aiqian, Song Youqian, giving money, Song Lianqian, Song Zhiqian?These names really stink of money.Hahaha, PPS, named Song Zhongji, Song Seung Heon, Song Xiaobao, Song Jiang, Song Baozi, Song Dousha, I will not complain. PPPS, if there is everyone's male god here, don't be angry.

　　Pick a few favorites.Let's take a look\(^o^)/~
　　Celadon from: Song Yiqian
　　Royal God: Song Yiyang
　　If you are in full bloom, the breeze will come slowly: Song Zhiyuan
　　Slipper Jun’s: Song Jian’an (I’m more fond of this one.)
　　Desire: Song Yanchi (I changed the words in the middle)
　　Which one do you like better? I'm a bad namer. I chose it. I don't know if you will like it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)