Sweet Wife, be Good!

Recently, Song Encheng came back to find her and took money several times. After all, Mrs. Song still hadn't completely let go of her long-term family relationship, and gave it to her every time.

But Song Encheng seems to be getting worse.

I need more and more to open my mouth.

But in fact, Song Encheng would logically not be short of money.

When she left, Minister Song and Mrs. Song did not take back the two houses previously bought to her.

She kept one set, and the other set of rent was enough for her to live in Jingyuan City.

Mrs. Song felt that she really didn't understand this child who was originally brought up by herself.

I just feel strange, even a little bored.

Any endless request will make people bored.

On the other hand, He Yixia is completely different from Song Encheng.

Mrs. Song finally felt a little bit relieved in her heart, after all, it was her own daughter.

After watching TV for a while, He Yixia stood up and said goodbye.

"Don't sit down for a while?" Madam Song suddenly felt a little reluctant.

She had never stayed in the room left to He Yixia.

"Well, when I go back tonight, I have to sort out the work that I need next week." He Yixia said, "Come back another day."

Mrs. Song looked at her reluctantly, she couldn't keep her daughter, she had nothing to do, but she didn't want to stay forcibly, which made her feel bored.

She could only hurriedly put some food and fruit, made a full basket, and handed it to He Yixia to hold it.

"No need..." He Yixia declined.

"You want what you want. Look at you, you are too skinny, so I need to eat more." Mrs. Song said hurriedly.

He Yixia declined this kind of intention, so she had to carry it.

Shen Yu'an also walked out of Minister Song's study, and saw that Mrs. Song was so sympathetic to He Yixia, a smile appeared between her eyebrows and eyes.

He reached out to help He Yixia pick up things and said, "Thank you, auntie."

He Yixia also said, "Thank you."

"Oh, what are you polite." As soon as Mrs. Song finished speaking, her eyes turned red.

His biological daughter was always polite and did not have the intimacy he deserved, and Song Encheng was endlessly asking for it.

She doesn't blame He Yixia, she blames He father and mother for being too calculating, which makes it such a situation now.

Shen Yuan and He Yixia came downstairs together.

He Yixia couldn't see Mrs. Song's sad expression.

But for a while, she hadn't fully entered the role, and she didn't know what to say to resolve her sadness, and she wanted to escape subconsciously.

Shen Yuan clasped her finger and said in a low voice, "It's okay, just take it easy."

He Yixia smiled, isn't it? Many things need time to resolve.

The two had just walked out, and Minister Song suddenly called and said that there was a document to be handed over to Shen Yu'an.

"Then wait for me for a while, and I'll be back soon." Shen Yuan let go of her hand and walked upstairs quickly.

He Yixia stood in place and waited, staring blankly in a daze.

After a while, a car suddenly slid slowly to her feet.

Someone poked his head and asked: "Shall I see you for a ride?"

He Yixia was awakened by his words, only to see that the person was Tang Wen.

"No, Mr. Tang." He Yixia said, "I'll wait for someone."

"Who is waiting so foolishly?" Tang Wen asked with a smile.

He Yixia smiled and did not speak.

Tang Wen took a cigarette, spit out a smoke ring, and said as if he had made a lot of determination, "He Yixia."