Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 426 The first fetal movement! (3)
As Song Qiyan said, he rubbed his temples cooperatively, showing a tired look.

Song Zhiren's face was blue after hearing his unreasonable remarks, but he was also speechless.

Song Qiyan looked up at Jin Ziqi who was making tea, his eyes softened: "So, this is why I can't always be by Ziqi and the children."

Seeing his self-pitying look, Jin Ziqi couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips. Sure enough, he heard Song Zhiren's humming immediately. Obviously, the old man didn't believe Song Qiyan's nonsense.

On the other hand, Song Ranqin, who had been neglected for too long, could no longer hold her breath. She grabbed Song Zhiren's trousers and begged mournfully, "Dad, Afeng and I are now orphans and widows. There is no one else but you." People can make decisions for us!"

"Then you orphans and widows are really a bit older."

Song Qiyan took the purple sand cup handed over by Jin Ziqi, and casually followed Song Ranqin.

The teasing tone made Jin Ziqi laugh. Indeed, the orphans and widows in my memory are all mothers in their twenties carrying a three or four-year-old child back to their natal home in desperation, not an older mother like Song Ranqin.

Song Ranqin closed her eyes, ignored Song Qiyan's words, and just begged Song Zhiren: "Dad, I know that I have caused a big disaster this time, but... if this spreads, it will be a big blow to the Song family. !"

Song Zhiren narrowed his eyes, obviously thinking about what Song Ranqin said.

Hopeful light flashed in Song Ranqin's eyes, and she hugged Song Zhiren's thigh tightly: "Father, Afeng is going to marry Sangsang soon, if this incident happens at this stall, the marriage will definitely go bad." Well, I don't expect that bastard to come back anymore, I only hope that Afeng can have a happy marriage... Besides, Sangsang came into our house, and when troubles arise, the Bai family can't stand by and watch, Dad, you give I have a little time, and after the marriage is finalized, I will discuss with the Bai family, first lend me some money, then Afeng will also lend some money, and I will definitely fill in the Song family's vacancy!"

Song Qiyan put down the teacup, crossed his hands, clasped his slender fingers, and smiled slightly: "Sister, do you think too highly of yourself? Or do you think too little of the Bai family?"

Song Ranqin's spine straightened instantly.

"First, I don't think your in-laws will be so kind as to spend a lot of money on you. Your precious son's company is quite valuable in cash, but even if he is willing, other shareholders may not agree. .Although you, big sister, caused these incidents to cause me some headaches, the impact it has on me is at most to make me fire the person in charge of crisis public relations when I go to work tomorrow."

Facing Song Ranqin's unbelievable gaze, Song Qiyan smiled kindly: "I, a down-and-out chicken farmer, have no strengths, so I know how to break pots and smash them. It's a big deal, and it ends in the end."

Hearing this, Song Zhiren opened his eyes, staring at Song Qiyan with piercing eyes.

There was still a slight smile on Song Qiyan's face, but the sharp light in those eyes made Song Ranqin feel uneasy: "Secondly, elder sister, I think you take yourself too seriously. There is something I have always wanted to say, when you When you are showing off your power in this house, have you ever thought that my mother is watching you from above?"

When mentioning the former daughter of the Lan family, the expressions of Song Zhiren and Song Ranqin both changed. Song Zhiren was extremely complicated, while Song Ranqin was so terrified that his blood was gone. There are ghosts.

Jin Ziqi remembered that Song Qiyan had told her that the person who indirectly killed his mother was not Song Zhiren's wife in the country, but Song Ranqin, who secretly used tricks to let Miss Lan know the truth.

At that time, Song Ranqin was about sixteen or seventeen years old, the age when she began to covet vanity.

The teapot in her hand accidentally poured the hot tea onto the back of her hand, Jin Ziqi let out a low exclamation, the back of her hand was already red, and she subconsciously threw away the teapot.

The next moment, her hands were wrapped in a pair of big hands, and Song Qiyan quickly squatted down beside her, while anxiously ordering the servant to get an ice pack, he took a paper towel to wipe her burned hands.

"Is there anything wrong?" He held her hand carefully and blew on it, feeling cool for a while.

Jin Ziqi looked at his furrowed brows and saw the worry in his eyes clearly. Almost the moment he realized that she was injured, he withdrew from the tense confrontation and pulled her into his arms to care for her carefully.

She pursed her lips and shook her head: "I'm fine."

Song Qiyan helped her up, ignored the other people in the living room, hugged her and was about to go back to the room.

A strong old voice sounded from behind: "Qiyan...Ran Qin is like you, shed my blood after all."

Song Zhiren would open his mouth to intercede for Song Ranqin, which was unexpected but reasonable.

No matter how many wrong things Song Ranqin did, if it really involved her life safety, how could a father refuse to save her?
Song Qiyan stopped, turned his head, and smiled lightly: "Father, you are joking, my mother gave birth to me."

This sentence is no stranger to Jin Ziqi, she once said it to her father.

Every time, when you say this sentence, the emotions in your heart are not only turbulent?
Jin Ziqi subconsciously clenched Song Qiyan's hand, wanting to give him as much warmth as he could.

Song Qiyan shook her hand back, but with a smile on his face, he said to Song Zhiren, "I can't do whatever I want with this company. In the final analysis, the personnel affairs of this company are all in the hands of my father." hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Qiyan turned around and left with Jin Ziqi on his arm!

The living room fell silent for a while, but Song Ranqin immediately jumped up, chattering around Song Zhiren.

"Dad, is he telling the truth? About the 3000 million, Dad, can you..."

Song Zhiren gloomily stared at Song Qiyan's back for a while, then thumped his cane, glared at Song Ranqin, resentful, then shook off her hand, turned around and walked upstairs.

Obviously, the head of the Song family also understood the trouble Song Qiyan had caused him in the blink of an eye.

If he didn't help Song Ranqin, he wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully tonight or even every night after that.

If he agrees to solve this matter for Song Ranqin, then he will definitely bleed himself, and it will be more than 3000 million, and the mess under Wenlong Real Estate Company!
After entering his bedroom and locking it, Jin Ziqi turned to look at Song Qiyan's face under the light.

The lines of his face were a little cold, but when he caught her gaze, he softened immediately.

Song Qiyan hugged her pretending to be intimate, put his thin lips against her ears, held her red hand with one hand, and rubbed it carefully, "I have such a heavy heart, this time it is the hand, next time I will change it." What did you do?"

(End of this chapter)