Mr.Bo, Love me please be gentle!

Facing Song Li's unwilling questioning, song Jingye hesitated for a moment, but when he thought that Wei would never lie, he immediately determined that song Li wanted to soften his heart.

"Can I still wronged you? Song Li, since Song Ruoshui died, you have become more and more lawless. From today on, you will stay at home and are not allowed to go anywhere until school starts."

"Also, you should apologize to your mother now. If you don't apologize, you won't want to eat today."

Song Li stuck his neck, a delicate little face turned red and shouted angrily, "Song Jingye, my mother has already died. This shameless little three is qualified for me to apologize to her?"

She dropped her words and ran quickly upstairs to her room.

With a bang, he slammed the door shut.

"This dead girl..."

Song Jingye's eyes were full of disappointment. Originally, as long as she was obedient and apologized to Liang Rong, she was still his good daughter, but who thought her temper was so big that she didn't even listen to his words.

Liang Rong sneered in her heart. She knew the bitch's temper best. It was like a firefight. It was easy to provoke the feelings between their father and daughter.

In the past, she didn't have this son. She had to weigh many things, but now it's different. She is a man with a son, and song Jingye is an old son. He's a baby!

"Dedication, don't be angry. Ali is almost twenty. Even if she has a boyfriend, it's normal, just..."

Liang Rong wanted to stop talking and secretly looked at the faces of the men around her.

Song Jingye could not help frowning, "just what?"

"Just, dedication, you know, Ali is simple. If he is cheated by those no three no four men, the gain is not worth the loss, and we Ali are still so beautiful."

After a pause, she came to song Jingye's ear and said in a charming voice, "so, you father, you have to hurry to settle Ali's marriage.

By the way, the son of president Huang, who had dinner together last time, is not a few years younger than Ali. I remember the way he looked at Ali at that time, just like when you saw me. "

Song Jingye's eyes lit up and he immediately felt that it was feasible. In Haicheng, the Huang family was no worse than the Song family and could be regarded as a good match.

"Rong'er is still smart!"

……

Song Li was lying on the soft big bed with her eyes always red. She wiped her cheeks hard, got up and sat at the head of the bed with her knees bent against her chest. She was still angry.

She reached out and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table and quickly edited a news about the circle of friends.

[bitch is hypocritical!]

There is also a classic picture of Princess Hua below.

After sending this message, Song Li was in a much better mood. As soon as he was ready to throw his mobile phone aside, song Jingye sounded outside the door: "Ali, dad wants to talk to you about something."

Song Li turned his eyes angrily, lay on the bed, pulled on the quilt and covered his head.

After a long time, seeing that there was no movement inside, song Jingye's face suddenly sank and said in a cold voice, "since I can't manage you now, I have to fix the marriage for you first.

Huang Boyuan, your uncle Huang's son, is a good-looking talent you met last time. It's more than enough for you. "

Song Li was stunned. Her eyebrows frowned slightly. A small row of shell teeth gently bit the corners of her lips. Didn't she want to sell her to the old widower? Why is there a sudden change now?

"Song Li, it's settled. I'm your father. I don't want you to be taken advantage of by those unscrupulous men. The people of the Huang family at least know the root and the bottom. You won't bully you when you marry."

……