The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 77 Legal Guardian

Song Zhen walked in and closed the door.

Everyone looked at him.

what is this?
After Tang Yulian and Qin Sufen looked at each other, they each shrugged.

Duan Xiu glanced at his little wife, then moved his gaze to the wallet.

Song Zhen walked up to Duan Xiu and held out his hand, "Give me the wallet."

Song Xiaoqiao was about to laugh out loud, that's great, seeing Duan Xiu reluctantly handing over the wallet, she almost wanted to applaud.

Seeing that the wallet was already in Dad's hands, Song Xiaoqiao hurried up to him.

"Thank you dad." Reaching out her hand, Song Xiaoqiao smiled.

Song Zhen opened the wallet, counted the money in it, took out two thousand, and put the rest in. Looking at his daughter's hand, he paused holding the wallet.

Song Xiaoqiao's eyes widened, "Dad—"

"I'll give you the two thousand back, brother Haozi, the rest—" Song Xiaoqiao paused, and put the wallet directly into Duan Xiu's hand, "According to what you just said."

Duan Xiu took the wallet and put it in his pocket amidst the little wife's disbelief.

"By the way, from the beginning, you will be responsible for everything about Xiao Qiao, including living expenses." Song Zhen said this sentence slowly, thinking that Duan Xiu would show something, but he didn't expect Duan Xiu to hear it Then he nodded, and there was no more response.

On the contrary, it was Song Xiaoqiao who turned from the shock just now to vomiting blood.

Let her take money from Duan Xiu, just kidding.

"Dad, can we discuss this matter again?" Song Xiaoqiao's voice was obviously full of discussion.

To take living expenses from Duan Xiu is to push her out.

"There is no need to discuss it. You have obtained a certificate from him now. In a legal sense, he is your legal guardian."

As the legal guardian, Song Xiaoqiao suppressed the anger in her heart, "No, Dad, I got a license from him, and it's not—"

"If you get a certificate from him, you will be a member of his Duan family. This is the Song family's family rules." Song Zhen expressed his position, and waved at Qin Sufen who was about to speak, "I believe Duan Xiu also meant the same thing, right?"

"Yes, of course. Dad, you are right. Xiao Qiao is now a member of the Duan family, so all expenses will naturally be taken from the Duan family." Duan Xiu said with a smile.

Song Zhen didn't say anything more and was about to leave, but when he reached the door, he turned his head again.

"It seems that Duan Xiu's waist is almost healed, it's not too late anyway, let's go back." After finishing speaking, Song Zhen walked out of the room directly.

Qin Sufen glanced at her daughter, and said to Duan Xiu: "You, wait a moment, I'll ask, what's going on here?"

Tang Yulian also hurriedly followed out.

D.

Seeing the three of them leave one after another, Song Xiaoqiao felt blocked.She's his own daughter, she didn't pick it up somewhere, what's the matter.

It stands to reason that my father would not treat me like this, it must, someone must have said something.

"Here you are." Duan Xiu returned the wallet to Song Xiaoqiao, "From now on, I will take over your life."

Oh, take over?

Song Xiaoqiao looked at him, not feeling angry, but when she saw the wallet back in her hand, her anger was half gone again.

Wait a minute, that's not right.

"Where's my money?"

"I'll give it to you when I get home." Duan Xiu raised his bulging wallet, "Hurry up and pack your things."

It was already late, and I didn't know what my father was thinking.

The phone rang, and Song Xiaoqiao saw that it was her mother's call, and she was immediately happy.

"Wait a minute, my mother's phone call, I definitely don't have to leave, hello—what?"

Song Xiaoqiao dropped the phone, anger burning in her chest.If she hadn't heard it with her own ears and confirmed it three times, she wouldn't believe what her mother said on the phone just now, and her father who loved her the most actually told her to move out now and not stay at home anymore.

"Pack up your things and leave." Song Xiaoqiao was really angry this time. She was really drunk after being kicked out of the house by her father so mercilessly. She didn't know how to offend him.

Looking at the things in the room, if you keep tidying up like this, it may not be possible until tomorrow.

Half an hour later, Song Xiaoqiao dragged a suitcase and walked out of the house. Looking back at the old house she had lived in for ten years, she felt very uncomfortable.Come is brought by father, go is also driven away by father.

"Where do you want to live?" Duan Xiu opened the car door and asked her.

Song Xiaoqiao thought for a while, "Go to that apartment, it's pretty good, and it's not too far from the school."

"Okay, listen to my wife."

Song Xiaoqiao got into the car, Duan Xiu closed the door, but Song Zhen didn't come out.

Hearing the sound of the car leaving outside, Tang Yulian sighed.

Qin Sufen wiped away her tears, reached out and patted her husband's shoulder, "What are you doing, you insist on forcing the child out."

"If you don't see it, it's pure." Song Zhen dropped this sentence and walked away with a teacup.

Qin Sufen was stunned, "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean, I'm jealous." Tang Yulian had a smile on her face, "Also, it's for the good of Xiao Qiao."

*

Song Xiaoqiao has truly experienced what it feels like to be kicked out of the house by her dearest father at night.

The flashing neon lights outside the car window made her feel very sad.

Ever since I was a child, nothing like this has ever happened.

"Duan Xiu, tell me, is my father too cruel?"

"Well, it's okay." Duan Xiu thought for a while, "Maybe he wants you to learn to be independent."

Independence?

Song Xiaoqiao opened her eyes wide, and quickly shook her head again, "If I'm independent, let me live in school directly."

By the way, "How about I live on campus?"

"You have a good idea." Duan Xiu blocked the words directly.

"Don't let people think about it!" Song Xiaoqiao immediately became angry.

Duan Xiu shut up, took out his wallet from his pocket, "Here."

"What do you mean?"

"Help me hold it." Duan Xiu smiled.

"Get out!" Song Xiaoqiao patted away directly, but after such a fuss, she felt much more at ease.

Duan Xiu saw that she was no longer as sad as before, so he began to exaggerate: "From now on, you are the mistress of the house."

"Ah."

"I will listen to you in the future."

"talk later."

When she arrived at the apartment, Song Xiaoqiao dragged her suitcase into the second bedroom without waiting for Duan Xiu to speak.

Duan Xiu followed behind, almost being bumped on the nose by the closed door.

Looking at the closed door, Duan Xiu's raised hand stopped in mid-air for a long time before he put it down.

"Good night." Song Xiaoqiao said to Duan Xiu outside the door.

"Good night." Duan Xiu surrendered.

After hearing the sound of footsteps going away, Song Xiaoqiao put her things away, took her pajamas and prepared to take a shower.

No, some things need to be clarified.

Without explaining clearly, Duan Xiu has plenty of ways to get in.

Opening the door, he saw Duan Xiuxiu sitting on the sofa in the living room drinking water.

"Duan Xiu, let's talk."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)