But before she could recover, a funny voice spread over her head: "lying trough! Aunt and grandmother, you don't have to give me such a big gift!"

Song Li took a deep breath, resisted the impulse to beat him, and turned his eyes at him angrily.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Bo San immediately stopped laughing.

Thinking of the thing that she stood her up again, a handsome face suddenly became depressed. He pulled the corners of his mouth and asked carefully, "aunt and grandmother, are you angry with me?"

Song Li curled his lips and didn't want to talk to him.

"Well, my aunt and grandmother, even if he is sentenced to death, the law gives him a chance to argue! My crime is not until death, can't you just snap me off?"

Seeing that the girl in front of him was still silent, Bo San was at a loss. He couldn't take out the routine of flirting with his sister in ordinary days, for fear of being seen through by the ghost girl.

Bo San is a little upset and can only blame his big brother.

Song Li rolled his eyes impatiently, "you're noisy!"

Thin three Leng for a moment, immediately full of blood resurrection, took Song Li and walked outside the hotel.

"Hungry! Let's have breakfast first."

……

Song family villa.

Located in the Champs Elysees street, it is an antique European villa with a history of several decades. It was purchased by Song Li's grandfather song Tianxiang when he was still alive. Later, his grandfather died of illness, and the property fell under song Li's mother's name.

But later, Song Li's mother died in a car accident, and the name on the real estate certificate became song Jingye.

Now, in addition to Song Li and song Jingye, Song Li's stepmother Liang Rong, Liang Rong and song Jingye's 18-year-old daughter song Chuwei, and song Jingye's mother from the countryside live in this villa

"That girl doesn't go home at night. It seems that I'm too lenient with her!"

Hearing the servant say that song Li didn't come back all night, song Jingye's face became very ugly. Coupled with the phone call from President sun this morning, he now wants to hang Song Li up and whip a few whips.

It was originally agreed that as long as president sun injected 300 million into song's group, he would decide to marry Song Li's girl to him, but he turned back temporarily and said that he didn't hold the big tree!

Big tree?

Where did he get the big tree to hold?

If there were a big tree to hold, he wouldn't sell his daughter cheaply.

Seeing that song Jingye was more and more dissatisfied with the cheap girl, Liang Rong was secretly proud and walked behind him with a big belly. A pair of well maintained hands gently helped him pinch his shoulders.

"Dedication is my fault. You work so hard outside, but I can't even manage a home."

Then Liang Rong reached out and wiped the corners of her eyes, just like a look of self blame and guilt.

Song Jingye immediately felt distressed. He quickly hugged her in his arms and comforted her softly: "rong'er, don't think about it. I don't blame you. I know the girl's temper very well. She won't listen to you at all."

Liang Rong's wronged eyes are red.

She sat on Song Jingye's lap, picked up his hand and covered his bulging belly, lowered her head and whispered, "but anyway, I'm her stepmother. If she learns badly, someone will say that I didn't teach her well."

As if she remembered something, Liang Rong stopped talking and said with some worry: "dedication, I don't know if I should tell you something?"

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