The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

Hearing this, Mrs. Song's eyes were full of regret.

Although she had been mentally prepared for a long time, she was still very sad.

Over the years, she has missed her daughter all the time.

Fortunately, she still has Song Yiyan.

Although Song Yiyan is not her own flesh and blood, she was also brought up by her alone, Yiyan, thank you.

Mom, what are you talking about! Song Yiyan held Mrs. Song's hand, I am your daughter, and this is what I should do. I hope more than you that I can find my sister as soon as possible, and our family will be reunited.

Hearing this, Mrs. Song hugged Song Yiyan tightly and wept loudly.

Song Yiyan patted Mrs. Song's back with her hands, comforting softly. From an angle that Mrs. Song couldn't see, Song Yiyan's eyes flashed a gleam.

At this time, she was more sad than Mrs. Song.

Why.

Why can't Mrs. Song treat her as her own daughter?

She has been with Mrs. Song for eighteen years, and that Song Yan has only been with her for a few days?

Is it because she didn't crawl out of Mrs. Song's stomach?

No.

it's not fair to her

Song Yiyan tried her best to calm herself down, Mom, don't be sad, I believe my sister doesn't want to see you cry every day. Besides, you still have me, as long as I'm here, I won't give up looking for my sister.

Yiyan, you are a good boy.

Mrs. Song didn't want to be sad all day long, but after all, Song Yan was born after her ten month pregnancy.

That is her daughter, who cannot be replaced by anyone.

After comforting for a while, Song Yiyan continued: Mom, may I help you go to bed and rest for a while?

Madam Song nodded.

Helping Mrs. Song to the bed, and tucking in the quilt for her, Song Yiyan turned and left, and gently closed the door.

Walking down the stairs, I saw Song Boyang walking in from the outside.

Although Song Boyang is only 26 years old this year, he is already an actor in the entertainment industry, because there is only Song Yiyan in his family, and Song Yiyan is many years younger than him, so he loves her very much.

Yiyan, come here and see what third brother bought for you!

Song Yiyan smiled and ran down, hugging Song Boyang affectionately, How come third brother has time to come back today?

Come back to see you. Song Boyang patted his younger sister's head with a doting face.

The smile on Song Yiyan's face froze for a moment.

Come back to see her?

Isn't it because today is Song Yan's birthday?

hypocritical.

Did you bring me something good? Song Yiyan asked.

Guess. Song Boyang said.

Song Yiyan hugged Song Boyang's arm and began to act coquettishly, Oh, I can't guess! Third brother, just tell me!

You little idiot.

Song Boyang patted Song Yiyan on the head, then took out the gift box, Look for yourself.

Song Yiyan opened the gift box, saw what was inside, screamed, then jumped on Song Boyang and hugged him, Thank you third brother! Third brother, you are so kind!

Song Boyang smiled and hugged her, Little Monkey, come down quickly, you are not a child anymore.

No, no! I want to be the same as when I was a child. Song Yiyan hugged Song Boyang tightly.

Song Boyang was helpless.

what else can we do!

My own sister can only be pampered.

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Song Boyang saw the figure walking in, and immediately let go of Song Yiyan who was hanging on his body, Brother.

Song Yiyan also quickly stood up, Brother.

Song Bochen is a tall man of 1.89 meters, wearing a handmade suit, with handsome features, clear contours, and a businessman's shrewdness in his brows and eyes. He is unsmiling and strict with his younger siblings.

Rao is a big devil like Song Boyang, he has to stand up obediently when he sees Song Bochen.

Song Bochen glanced over, You are all grown-ups, you should pay attention to your behavior. What do you think if you let outsiders see it?

Song Yiyan didn't speak.

Song Boyang said: Yiyan is our real sister.

Hearing this, Song Bochen frowned slightly, A son avoids his mother when he grows up, and a daughter avoids his father when he grows up. Let alone brothers and sisters?

Song Boyang didn't dare to refute any more.

Song Yiyan lowered her head, feeling aggrieved, Brother, I know I was wrong.

she knows.

It is an excuse for a son to avoid his mother and a daughter to avoid his father.

All this is just because Song Bochen doesn't like her.

Because she has no blood relationship with them.

Song Bochen said Be careful next time and turned to leave.

Looking at his back, Song Yiyan was very wronged, her eyes turned red instantly.

Seeing her like this, Song Boyang felt very distressed, and immediately comforted him: Yiyan, don't be sad, brother, he treats everyone like that, not you.

Song Yiyan nodded, Well, I know, I don't blame Big Brother.

Good. Song Boyang comforted softly.

At this moment, Song Bochen stood in front of the railing on the second floor, Yiyan, come up.

Here we come. Song Yiyan wiped away her tears and went upstairs immediately.

Song Yiyan came to the study.

Song Bochen sat on the office chair and opened a document in front of him, Is there any new news from Yanyan?

It was Song Yan again.

A look of disappointment flashed across Song Yiyan's eyes, and she immediately returned to normal, No.

Song Bochen glanced at Song Yiyan, Send me the information during this period.

Okay. Song Yiyan nodded.

Song Bochen wants to watch her find Song Yan's information with his own eyes.

What does it mean?

Do not trust her?

Song Yiyan bit her lip.

**

Jiangcheng.

Northbridge High School.

Because Yun Shiyao had to recuperate at home, she didn't come to school today.

Song Wei is reviewing mathematics.

At this moment, Li Yan, a classmate sitting in the back, poked Song Wei's back with her hand, Beauty Song.

Huh? Song Wei looked back slightly.

Li Yan continued: The International Violin Competition will be held in Jiangcheng, do you want to participate? The class teacher asked me to collect the list.

Song Wei was not interested in this and shook her head slightly.

Li Yu glanced at Song Hua and threw an olive branch, Beauty Song, lolo also sponsored this event. If you can win the first place, you will not only get a trophy, but also get the qualification of a lolo diamond member, and you can drink milk tea for free for life. ,Unlimited.

Li Yu desperately wanted Song Hua to participate in the violin competition.

The reason was an incident that happened at noon yesterday.

Yesterday was Saturday.

Li Yan went to the mall with a few good friends to buy clothes, during which time they talked about Song Hua, and she described to her friends how good-looking Song Hua was and how excellent her grades were.

Unexpectedly, I met several students from the international school.

The words were full of disdain for Song Hua, belittling Song Hua into a country girl who couldn't even speak French.

Li Yan is a loyal fan of Song Hua, so she argued with them when she could tolerate Song Hua being insulted like this.

So, the students from the international school challenged Song Hua to participate in the violin competition.

He also laughed at Song Hua's hands that could only be used to pick up trash.

Li Yan was almost pissed off, and in a fit of anger, she confusedly agreed to participate in the violin competition for Song Hua.

She wanted to let the trash in the international school know that Song Hua's hands were not for picking up trash.

In fact, lolo did not sponsor this event at all. The reason why Li Yan dared to say that was because lolo was opened by their family. As long as she said a word, her father could sponsor the first diamond member in the violin competition.

Hearing this, Song Hua's eyes lit up, Really?

You don't have to go to the game.

But you can't help but drink milk tea!

Li Yan nodded hurriedly, Of course!

She knew that Song Hua could refuse all temptations, except milk tea.

Song Wei thought for a while, Then I want to sign up.

Li Yan was very excited, and immediately picked up the notebook to write down Song Hua's name, for fear that Song Hua would regret it in the next second.

After school in the evening, Song Hua passed by the musical instrument store and fell in love with a violin worth 3,000 yuan.

The owner smiled and said, This violin is an entry-level one. Miss, are you just learning the violin?

Song Wei said: I took it to the competition.

Competition? The owner was stunned for a moment, and then said: For competitions, this violin is definitely not good! This violin is only suitable for beginners, and the sound is definitely not that good. I recommend you to buy this one, although it is expensive. It’s a bit expensive, but it’s valuable, and if you take it to a competition, you’ll definitely win the championship in one fell swoop.”

Song Wei smiled slightly, It's okay, I'll go back and adjust the volume, that's all.

The shopkeeper glanced at Song Wei.

I feel that this girl is talking nonsense. A violin worth 3,000 yuan, even if it is tuned to a master-level tone, can't play that feeling.

But the customer is God, since Song Hua insisted on this, she couldn't say anything.

Looking at Song Wei's appearance, he is a layman who doesn't know how to play the violin at all, otherwise he wouldn't choose an entry-level violin to take to the competition. This kind of person participates in the competition just to show his face.

night.

Song Wei and Song Baoyi stepped into the house almost at the same time.

Even more coincidentally, both of them carried a violin on their backs.

Song Baoyi looked at Song Wei, with a gentle curve on her lips, Sister, do you like the violin too? I have been learning the violin for eleven years. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask me.

Zhou Lei was right, Song Wei was indeed disgusting.

Dong Shi followed suit, whatever she did, Song Hua would do!

Isn't it good to be yourself?

You have to learn from her!

Good morning, little fairies~

By the way, are you still there?

Ask Brother Hua for a recommendation ticket~

See you tomorrow~