Rebirth of the rich and famous

Chapter 379 My Surname Is Not Song
The corners of his eyes were raised, when Li Guanhua said this, he was not without a sense of sarcasm, but Song Zixuan actually lowered his head halfway and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the wheelchair, as if he was really thinking about this issue seriously.

The smile at the corner of Li Guanhua's mouth disappeared, and his voice became sharp, "You're not serious, are you?! What did you say when you kicked her out before? The Song family can't tolerate an actor, but now you want to get her back Come on, Zixuan, it's not your style to go back and forth like this."

"Yeah, back-and-forth—" Song Zixuan smiled sadly, "I, Song Zixuan, lived to be 80 years old, and I always keep my promises. When was it said that I was a back-and-forth person?"

"But for the sake of the Song family—" Looking at Li Guanhua, Song Zixuan was very calm, "I would rather be said to have turned my back on my promise. Hua, the reputation of the Song family is not as good as it used to be. A lady who is enthusiastic about charity and praised as patriotic, maybe You can let the Song family..."

Song Zixuan worked hard, everything was for the sake of the Song family, but Li Guanhua immediately interrupted him: "Lady! It's a pity that she is not a celebrity, but a celebrity, the actor you look down on the most..."

"Hua!" Song Zixuan raised his voice, already showing an angry expression.

Yu Li, who didn't come close, was frightened, subconsciously took a few steps back, and kept silent, but Li Guanhua just snorted coldly.

"This family's surname is Song. You, Mr. Song, invite whoever you like to dinner. How can I control it? However, you can't force me to meet people I don't want to see, and you can't make me like people I don't like." !"

Turning his head, Li Guanhua looked at Yu Li and smiled, "Third son, haven't you always wanted to take care of this house? Just right, I will let you take care of the house for a day today, but this mansion is much bigger than your small mansion , I'm afraid you're going to feel like you've worked hard..."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and went upstairs without even saying hello to Song Zixuan.Walking up the stairs, he turned his head again and said with a smile: "Don't call me when you eat, I'm afraid I'll spit on someone I don't like..."

Song Zixuan smiled instead of anger, and just watched Li Guanhua leave.

Standing not far away and looking at Song Zixuan for a while, Yu Li came over hesitantly, first handed the ginseng tea, and then said in a low voice: "Master, don't be too angry, the elder sister didn't mean it—you know, she How much I love Miss Shihui..."

Song Zixuan smiled and stared at Yu Li, seeing that her heart was a little hairy, and then said lightly: "Since the wife has left the matter to you, then you can arrange the dinner! Go, don't be around me, I'm not old enough to catch people all the time..."

Unable to suppress the ecstasy in her heart, Yu Li responded, turned around and went to the kitchen. Before she went far, she had already ordered the maid to call the housekeeper. It seemed that she really meant to take over all the housework.

Knocking on the armrest, Song Zixuan lowered his eyes, and said intentionally or unintentionally: "It seems that I am really old..."

"Whether you are old or not depends on how you compare! Mr. Song is already very young compared to his peers—if I say, Mr. Song is just tired, just like a car that needs to be repaired and refueled..."

The middle-aged woman who had been standing behind Song Zixuan pushing the wheelchair, said in a low voice like an invisible person.Looking down at Song Zixuan again, he smiled and said, "I'll push you out to sit in the garden! You are always in the study, it's not good for your health if you don't get the sun..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to tug the thin blanket on Song Zixuan's lap thoughtfully, with a natural expression and even a bit of intimacy.

If Yu Li were here, she would definitely see the familiar expression on the eyebrows of the invited special nurse Li, but at this moment, both she and Li Guanhua had already regarded the 80-year-old Song Zixuan as a He is an old man in his dying years, how could he think that he would deliberately have an affair with Song Zixuan after getting a special guard?

It was already dusk when Song Xiaoye arrived at the Song family's mansion in the middle of the mountain.

In the distance, before the car stopped, she saw the wheelchair being pushed by the nurse towards the big house in the distance.

Looking at the old man who was half crooked in the wheelchair, Song Xiaoye lost his mind for a moment.

But I haven't seen him for more than two years, Song Zixuan is indeed much older.But fortunately, although his face looks older, he seems to be in good spirits.

When she got out of the car, she greeted him politely, but the eyes that fell on Song Zixuan's face looked calm, and it was completely impossible to see that she had any emotional fluctuations before.

After beckoning, Song Zixuan said calmly, "Come here and push me in."

Song Xiaoye didn't refuse, just stepped forward like that, nodded to the nurse naturally, took the wheelchair, and pushed Song Zixuan to the big house.

"Your grandma said that she won't eat with you at night—she'll vomit if she eats with someone she doesn't like..." Song Zixuan tilted his head with a mischievous expression, as if he wanted to see Song Zixuan. Lobular gaffe.

But he didn't want Song Xiaoye's expression to be indifferent, as if what Song Zixuan said was just the most common greeting.

A little disappointed, Song Zixuan bit his lips, but smiled again, "Anyway, your energy-raising skills are now top-notch."

Smiling slightly, Song Xiaoye said calmly, "One has to grow up after experiencing a lot."

"Oh, so you're saying that your cousin and the others are not mature enough?"

Is this asking about the board?

"Concern makes chaos—it's about your own interests, so you'll always be a little nervous." Song Xiaoye smiled, and only asked: "Mr. Song asked someone to pick me up, did he just ask about Mr. Song?"

"You don't need to emphasize the word 'Song' so much?" Song Zixuan smiled wryly, "Xiaoye, if I say that I have been paying attention to you and thinking of you often for more than two years, what do you think?"

Being asked like this, Song Xiaoye laughed, walked around in front of Song Zixuan, looked at the old man's cloudy eyes, and blinked mischievously.

"I'll be very proud! Ah, it seems that I'm really popular! Even big figures like Mr. Song are paying attention to me."

Song Zixuan raised his eyebrows and tilted his head to look at Song Xiaoye. After a while, he laughed: "Did you look like this before?"

In the past two years, Song Zixuan had indeed thought of this granddaughter who was kicked out of the Song family by him, but every time he thought about it, he couldn't quite remember what she was like in the past.

He only remembered that the girl was very stubborn, twisted her neck in front of him and said "no", remembered her bright eyes, remembered that she suddenly appeared at Jiumei's birthday party with that person's records and photos , I still remember that she stood in front of Jiumei's grave and sang "Blessing Lovers"...

No granddaughter seems to have left such a deep impression on him, whether it is Xinru, who has always been praised as a lady, or Yazhi, who is rebellious and always causes trouble recently.It was strange that with such a granddaughter who had such a distinctive personality and dared to challenge his authority, he couldn't remember what she was like when she was a child.

Looking at Song Xiaoye's beautiful face, Song Zixuan's eyes were full of scrutiny.

Because of his concentration, Song Xiaoye couldn't help laughing, "What was it like in the past?" She tilted her head, her eyes looked a little dark, and then smiled, "I can't remember clearly—the future is more important! "

"Yeah, the future is the most important thing..." Looking thoughtfully at Song Xiaoye, Song Zixuan was silent for a moment before asking, "You hate me, the Song family?"

"Hate?!" Song Xiaoye smiled even brighter, "It's really strange that I'm actually discussing such a thing with you..."

She had a very strange feeling. In her memory, except for Song Shifen who occasionally acted coquettishly with the old man and talked about children, who else in the Song family was not respectful?Even Song Zhenhai and the others reported something in a proper manner, never talking nonsense.And now she is actually talking to the old man about whether she hates it or not...

"Hate is also an emotion that is too strong. It not only requires energy, but also takes a lot of time..."

He didn't say the answer directly, but Song Xiaoye's smile already showed the answer.

She no longer wanted to waste energy and time on the Song family.

There was a bit of bitterness in his mouth, and Song Zixuan himself was very surprised that he didn't get angry immediately when he heard this girl say such a thing.

"What if I told you to return to the Song family? I can ask your father to make an announcement immediately..."

"Old man, do you regret it?" Song Xiaoye looked at Song Zixuan with complicated eyes.

proud?It seems that there are some, but there is also a little regret.She tried so hard in her previous life to get approval, but it was all in vain.On the contrary, in this life, she doesn't care anymore, but she gets it again.It feels really subtle.

It seems a little happy, but it seems that it is really ridiculous, and I really want to ridicule a few words.

But in the end, she just looked at Song Zixuan calmly, "Grandpa, my surname is not Song—I was doomed from the day I left. I, just myself, will not become the glory of any family—I A person, not a diamond, a crown..."

Song Zixuan was silent, looked at Song Xiaoye, and didn't speak for a long time.

One old and one young, one is sitting in a wheelchair, the other is bending over, looking at each other, they all look the same indifferent, who knows how the mood will be reversed under such a plain appearance.

"It's—it's a pity..." After a long silence, Song Zixuan suddenly laughed out loud.

Song Xiaoye blinked and laughed together. ,

The sun was shining, reflecting on the bright smiles of the two, they looked so harmonious.

This is what Song Zhenfeng and Wang Meiling saw when they drove close.

Somewhat irritated, Song Zhenfeng got out of the car and couldn't help licking his lips. Wang Meiling, who was a step behind him, turned pale and stared at Song Xiaoye with gloomy eyes.

"That, Li—is Nurse Li, right? How long has the old man talked with that Ye Xiao?"

"It's not long, about ten minutes!" Nurse Li replied politely, and said, "The old man is in a good mood today. It seems that Miss Ye should really be invited back for more meals."

Wang Meiling's eyes widened in shock, "You said Ye Xiao was invited back by the old man?" Glancing at Song Zhenfeng, Wang Meiling lowered her voice, "What did the old man say?"

"It's not Dad, it's the one who called and said Dad asked me to come back for dinner..." Song Zhenfeng muttered, feeling strange in his heart.

He thought it was because of the electronics company that he was called back, but he didn't expect to call Ye Xiao.

(End of this chapter)