Husband, don't play by the rules

He glanced at Gu Xiaoxi apologetically, and motioned for her to sit down beside him.

Gu Xiaoxi sat quietly beside Feng Zeyu very obediently.

The room was temporarily quiet, and there was no sound or noise.

The mess in the hall is still there.

Slowly, as if time had stopped, I finally heard the sound of a car outside.

When the voices increased, Mrs. Song stood up, and Feng Zeyu helped her walk to the hall outside the bedroom.

Seeing the old man entering the house, Mrs. Song burst into tears again.

"My God, I can't live, my poor son!"

This shrill and sad cry made everyone in the room look sad.

"do not Cry."

The old man took off his coat and threw it into the hands of the driver, Lao Liu, then sat down on his chair, and someone brought him tea.

He took a sip and someone picked it up.

"What's the matter? Where's the person?"

Everyone in the room looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.

Song Jinghe sat in a corner with a dejected expression on his face. No one wanted to touch that sofa now, it was disgusting to see.

"The grandson made her bully so ashamed, I really can't say it."

Song Jinghe's angry face was still blue.

"What kind of a big deal is this? You have to talk about it to solve it!"

Gu Xiaoxi stayed by Feng Zeyu's side all the time. They sat on the sofa in a far corner. The hall is huge, so there are still plenty of seats.

She lowered her eyelids and stopped looking at the scene in front of her. She thought of the tragedy when she first came here.

The long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under the eyes, as if trying to hide the whole heart, making her indifferent face even more indifferent.

Song Jinghe, the president of a big Song Group, was really ashamed when he mentioned this matter. He wanted to explain the matter to his grandfather, but his voice got stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter it.

The lights in the hall seemed to be quite dim, and only the sound of people breathing could be heard in the room.

The old man kicked his crutch to the ground and cursed angrily: "Idiot."

This sentence hurts my heart, who is not an idiot in the Song family now, didn't I get slapped by my grandson and daughter-in-law for not being an idiot?Shame, there is no human scene in life.

His own old face turned red, and his grandson didn't dare to speak, it must be because this matter was too shameful to tell others.

Song Jinghe's face turned even redder after being scolded by his grandfather.

He raised his head, and the angle was right on Gu Xiaoxi. He immediately turned his head and said to grandpa, "Grandpa, I'm afraid you won't believe me when I tell you. Let's let Gu Xiaoxi tell, she has seen it all."

Gu Xiaoxi, who was bowing his head in silence, was almost not knocked down by thunder when he heard this.

Nima, is this my business?
As soon as she was in a hurry, she was speechless even though she was usually witty.

He hesitated: "Well... this... this"

She looked at Feng Zeyu, Feng Zeyu was quite proud of her face, and finally she could think of him now.

He raised his eyebrows and winked at her, meaning don't be afraid, it's okay.

This look really made Gu Xiaoxi no longer flustered.

She cleared her throat: "Well, well."

Then she still stood up, she looked at Song Jinghe, and glared at her dissatisfied with Song Jinghe's proposal.

Then she looked at the old man. Although the old man hated her very much, she was never afraid of him.

She said calmly with calm eyes: "Isn't this a simple matter? Mr. Song has a reason why he can't say it. If he can't say it, I can't say it. Then turn on the surveillance video at home. It’s all understood.”

"Oh..." Almost everyone let out such a sigh.

The old man patted himself on the forehead, and then pointed at his grandson Song Jinghe.

"Thanks to you being the president, you can't even say such a thing, and you have to ask Gu Xiaoxi to remind you."

Call me the video.

Song Jinghe glanced at his grandfather in a panic, and called weakly: "Grandpa."

The old man waved his hand resolutely, and said: "Quick, don't hesitate, you really can't do anything, my poor Yihe, please hurry up, Grandpa can rest assured that this matter will be handled by you."

Song Jinghe lowered his head in shame, got up and went to adjust the monitoring data.

When he put the laptop in front of his grandfather and opened the file, the old man's expression changed slightly.Looking down, I really couldn't stand it anymore, so I closed the computer with a "snap".

He pursed his lips in thought.

Then, he raised his head and looked at the ceiling, finally clenched his fists and thumped the table in front of him, and said, "It's okay, I'll take care of the next thing."

He looked confident, and called his driver, "Old Liu."

Old Liu was sitting quietly at the door. He never said a word.

The Song family is a big business family, and there are many confidential things. As a driver, he knows a lot, but he is absolutely tight-lipped.

This is also the reason why the Song family has been favored by the Song family for many years.

"Yes, old lady, what's your order?"

Old Liu came to the old man respectfully.

"Take your phone and dial Chen Da's number."

The old man had a gloomy face, and his cloudy eyes were as sharp as eagles of prey, and the people he saw could kill people.

Old Liu handed the mobile phone to the old man, who took the mobile phone, and then sent a hearty "haha" laugh.

Only the people in the whole room were shocked by the laughter and gasped.

"Father-in-law, what are you doing? My grandson and daughter-in-law are back today. Come over if you have time to discuss my grandson's condition."

"..."

"Huh? My grandson is much better now. I stare at this old bone every day. It's all right. The problem is not big. Now it's mainly about where the two children go to get plastic surgery."

"..."

"Oh, well, I'll wait for you at home, or I'll send someone to pick you up."

"..."

"OK then!"

When Sister Yang heard that someone was coming, she hurried over to clean up the mess.

The old man roared in a low voice: "Slow down, let it go, no one is allowed to move."

Oh, now people understand a little bit.

Mrs. Song stopped crying, and now she just sat there silently worrying.

My own daughter-in-law still has to get it, what should I do?

Only people from the Song family knew that Song Yihe's condition had not improved.

The silence in the room was unbearable, a hellish pain.

Gu Xiaoxi thinks hell is nothing more than this.

But when she wanted to lift her foot, she couldn't lift it too heavy. She looked at Feng Zeyu, and Feng Zeyu smiled at her apologetically.

He was indeed sorry, he never thought of bringing his girlfriend over for a formality, but unexpectedly such a thing happened.

It made him unable to get away, and Xiaoxi was involved. She must be very uncomfortable, and he felt it.

Gu Xiaoxi looks at that handsome face and brings you her soft lines. She understands his inner world, and she must understand someone.

Now that the Song family has a major incident, they still have to contribute a little bit. The usual business conflicts are business matters, and they can't all be mixed into life.

The Song and Feng families are doomed to live in conspiracy.

He patted the chair beside him, and Gu Xiaoxi quietly moved and sat beside her.

She kept a calm expression on her handsome and thin face, and regarded those people sweeping across her face as air.

Feng Zeyu quietly pulled Gu Xiaoxi's hand, and Mrs. Song squinted at this slight movement.

At this moment, from ignoring Gu Xiaoxi in the past, she now pays special attention to it.

She was suddenly jealous.

The sound of a car outside, Mr. Song got up and walked outside.

When Mrs. Song moved, everyone in the room would follow suit.

The old man walked in front with his head held high, followed by so many people, Gu Xiaoxi and Feng Zeyu also walked out.

As soon as the car stopped, the old man was already waiting by the car. He stretched out his hand: "Haha, my father-in-law is here, and it will be so bright!"

Chen Da also shook hands with the old man very enthusiastically. He looked at the situation with a kind of satisfaction on his face. It seemed that the old man Song had studied this person thoroughly.

After entering the room and taking a seat, someone handed tea, so everyone took their seats.

Sensitively, Chen Da noticed that something was wrong with the atmosphere, why the mess in this room was like that of a bandit, this is not the style of the Song family.

He put the water away, and then looked at the sofa he was sitting on, it seemed to be a mess...

"Master Song, this is your house..."

He asked halfway, and then looked left and right, looking for his daughter, why can't he see it?

He saw Gu Xiaoxi, why didn't he have his own daughter?
He asked, "Where is Gillian?"

The old man didn't answer him right away, but just smiled at him and said, "Drink some water first before talking."

Chen Da was a little anxious. On the one hand, his daughter was his darling, and on the other hand, he also knew that his daughter was too indulgent.

"No, I asked where my daughter went."

He didn't get an answer, so he stood up, looked around, and saw Song Jinghe.

Song Jinghe's appearance surprised him a bit, he looked so much like Song Yihe that he could almost admit his mistake.

If Song Yihe wasn't sick, he would have admitted his mistake.

He was not happy, his face sank, the water glass fell on the table "dang", and he asked, "Where is my daughter?"

He took out his mobile phone and started dialing, but he couldn't get through.

As if he had some premonition, he took a step forward and grabbed Song Baiyang's clothes, and asked in a cold voice, "Where is my daughter? What's going on with your family?"

Song Baiyang patted and held his hand in no hurry, and said with a smile: "Don't get excited, your daughter is naturally fine, and we are the ones who have trouble!"

He waved his hand to Song Jinghe, and Song Jinghe walked over knowingly, turned on the computer, and opened the information inside.

"Hehe, come and have a look at your daughter, she is here!"

The old man tilted the computer seriously, in order to let Chen Da see it more clearly.

Chen Da looked over without knowing it, until he straightened up without saying a word, walked to the sofa and sat down.

He took out a cigarette, lit it alone, and said nothing in silence, his old face looked ugly with green patches and red patches.

No one in the room spoke.