Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

As soon as Hua Mo said this, Song Heng immediately became nervous.

He was afraid that others would know that he was Song Hanqing's son.

When he first went to kindergarten, he made a good friend, but after he knew he was Song Hanqing's son, he used his daddy whom he wanted to see, but Song Hanqing restrained him later.

"I still don't need it!" Song Heng hesitated twice, "I'd better go home by myself."

Luo Xiang was worried, "Brother Song Heng, let my driver take you off! Don't worry! My driver is good at driving."

Song Heng still insisted on refusing, "No need, I'll just go home later, my house is very close to here."

Song Heng said, turned around and walked towards the door.

He was small and walked fast, Shen Fulan chased him out, but there was already no one outside.

She had no choice but to turn back, looked at Hua Mo and frowned, "I don't know if Song Heng's legs are on Hot Wheels, and he disappeared as soon as I chased him out."

Hua Mo touched the back of Luo Xiang's head, and slowly got up, "If you can't catch up, forget it! I think he is very smart, and nothing will happen to him."

She wanted to see what Song Heng was going to do when he approached Luo Xiang.

Shen Fulan didn't say anything more.

After Song Heng got out of the villa, he originally wanted to take a taxi, but he looked around the road for a long time and saw no car coming.

Seeing that it was already very late, Song Heng thought about it and called Jiang Ji.

He remembered that Uncle Jiang Ji's house seemed to be not far from here.
Jiang Ji rushed over after receiving his call.

He drove a pure white Porsche and was still wearing simple home clothes. Seeing Song Heng standing alone by the side of the road, he quickly called him to get in the car.

As soon as Song Heng got into the car, Jiang Ji began to complain about him, "Why did you come here alone? Does your father know about this? Song Heng, I have to tell you about this, you Say you are a child running around, what if something happens?"

"But you are quite smart. You know that I live nearby, and you know how to call me."

Song Heng couldn't bear Jiang Ji's noise the most, so he couldn't help frowning, "Uncle Jiang, you said that Aunt Tang Wu doesn't want to see you, is it because you talk too much!"

Jiang Ji: "."

Song Heng quickly said again, "I just came to my friend's house for a meal, and I stayed too late for a while, so..."

"Your friend?" Jiang Ji couldn't control the spirit of gossip in his body, "Boys and girls! Why haven't I heard that you have friends."

Song Heng was unhappy, "Uncle Jiang Ji, I don't like to hear you say that. Why do I still have friends! Why are you surprised that I have friends?"

"Shouldn't I have friends?"

Jiang Ji realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and quickly explained, "I didn't mean that, I meant it."

Being Song Hanqing's son is actually very stressful. During the closure of the city, Song Hanqing is the king of the closure. As long as he stamps his feet, the closure of the city will be shaken. Therefore, I am afraid that someone will approach Song Heng and Song Yu to take advantage of them. Song Hanqing It is to stop them from making friends casually.

of course.

This is also because this incident did happen often when Song Heng and Song Yu were very young.

Song Heng understood what Jiang Ji meant, and said in a muffled voice, "I know what Uncle Jiang means, but Luo Xiang is not that kind of person. She is a very good person, and her mother is also a very good person."

Thinking of Luo Xiang, Song Heng couldn't help but raise his mouth, "Anyway, they won't use me."

"Luo Xiang?" Jiang Ji grinned, "Your friend's name is Luo Xiang? Is it a girl?"

Song Heng blushed, "What's wrong with the girl? Can't I be friends with the girl?"

"Uncle Jiang, hurry up and drive! I'm so sleepy, I have to go back to sleep."

"Okay." Jiang Ji smiled slightly, and gave him a meaningful look.

It seems that this kid is much more promising than his father Song Hanqing, how big is that!I know how to find beautiful girls to be friends with.

Unlike Song Hanqing, who has misogyny at a young age, not only has he not been interested in women since he was a child, but even now. Since Hua Mo died, Song Hanqing seems to have lost his heart, let alone women. He doesn't even like his own daughter Song Yu.

Jiang Ji quickly drove to Century Cloud Top.

Song Heng opened the door and got out of the car.

As soon as he walked to the door of the villa, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Song Hanqing standing at the door with a gloomy face.

Seeing Song Heng get off Jiang Ji's car, his complexion improved slightly, but his eyes were still cold.

Song Heng shuddered, but still bit the bullet and walked over, stared at Song Hanqing and called, "Daddy."

Song Hanqing's brows were dark, and he said in a cold voice, "Where have you been all afternoon?"

Song Heng tried to explain, "Daddy, I."

Song Hanqing didn't even listen at all, he just said "come to the study with me", then turned and left.

Song Heng twisted his hands, a little nervous, and couldn't help looking at his mother, Qin Yu.

Qin Yu was too lazy to care about him.

Originally, Song Heng was not her own son, plus he was Hua Mo and Song Hanqing's child, Qin Yu would think that this was Hua Mo's child when he saw him, and his heart was full of resentment, so how could he talk to him.

She wished he could just die, and it would be better if he was beaten to death by Song Hanqing himself.

In this way, Song Hanqing would no longer miss Hua Mo who had already met King Yama.

Qin Yu turned his face to one side.

Song Yu, on the other hand, looked at the show, raised her mouth in embarrassment, walked towards Song Heng, approached him and whispered, "Song Heng, you are so brave, what are you! How dare you Lie to me! Let me see if Daddy will like you this time!"

Song Heng didn't speak, and took a peek at Qin Yu again. Seeing that Qin Yu was still ignoring him, his eyes darkened, and he followed Song Hanqing into the study with small steps.

"Daddy."

Song Heng called Song Hanqing in a muffled voice.

Song Hanqing turned his back to him, and spoke in a very low voice, "I'll ask you again, where did you go this afternoon?"

"Song Heng, do you know how dangerous this is?"

Song Heng knew that he had done something wrong, so he lowered his head and said in a muffled voice, "I'm sorry Daddy, I didn't mean it, I just wanted to go to a friend's house for dinner, I'm afraid you and Mommy won't let me .”

"Friends?" Song Hanqing frowned tightly, "Didn't I say that you don't need to make friends."

Song Heng felt sore, and looked up at Song Hanqing with red eyes, "Daddy, everyone needs friends, why can't I make friends?"

"My Protestant friend Luo Xiang is a very good girl, Daddy, she is very good, and you will like her if you see her."

"Daddy, don't be angry, I promise you, I only make Luo Xiang a friend, and I will never make friends again in the future."

Song Heng said sobbingly, while stubbornly looking up at Song Hanqing.

Song Hanqing narrowed his eyes and stared at him, finally a little soft-hearted, "I'm not against you making friends, it's just that you disappear without saying a word, it's easy to make people worry, you should think about it yourself!"

"Also, how many times have I told you, boys don't cry."

"Well, I see." Song Heng bit his lip tightly, forcing himself not to shed tears.

Song Hanqing raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, "You go out first, let the servant take care of you, take a bath and go to bed first."

Song Heng agreed obediently, then glanced at Song Hanqing, and then stepped out of the door.

After Song Heng left, Song Hanqing took out his mobile phone and made a call, "Help me find a little girl named Luo Xiang."