The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

Hearing this, Zheng Mei nodded quickly, Okay, okay, I'll go back to rest right away.

Song Yiyan stood up, took Zheng Mei's arm, and took her upstairs.

Ma Zhang looked at the backs of the mother and daughter, lowered her eyes, and was thoughtful.

Soon, we came to the third floor.

Song Yiyan helped Zheng Mei to sit down beside the bed, Mom, good night.

Good night. Zheng Mei asked Song Yiyan, Yiyan, you should rest early too.

Okay. Song Yiyan nodded.

After the words fell, Song Yiyan turned around and left. At this moment, Zheng Mei grabbed Song Yiyan's hand.

Yiyan, wait a minute.

Song Yiyan turned around, Mom, what's wrong?

Zheng Mei looked at Song Yiyan, Yiyan, why don't we set off now! What if your sister suddenly leaves Jiangcheng? Zheng Mei is very anxious now, and can't wait to fly to Jiangcheng immediately. ,

Song Yiyan suppressed the displeasure in her heart.

Zheng Mei is still not sure whether Si Yue is Song Yan or not, so she is so excited. If Song Yan is really found, the Song family still has a place for her?

Thinking of this, Song Yiyan pinched her fingers, because the knuckles were slightly white due to the excessive force.

Mom, calm down, Song Yiyan looked at Zheng Mei, put her hands on her shoulders, her tone was still gentle, Don't worry, first of all, we can't be sure if it's my sister. Then it's twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, There is no flight, we have booked a flight at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning. You have a good rest first, and I will go upstairs and call you when the time arrives tomorrow morning.

Zheng Mei calmed down slowly and held Song Yiyan's hand tightly, Okay, Yiyan, I'll listen to you.

Ten minutes later, Song Yiyan returned to her room.

His face was a little tired.

She didn't know when the Song family would truly accept her.

Over the years, she has always had a mask on her face, thinking about how to please the Song family all the time. It's really tiring.

Song Yiyan sat in front of the vanity mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, but felt very strange.

dong dong dong.

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.

Come in.

Song Yiyan adjusted her emotions, and the corners of her mouth raised a gentle arc.

The next second, Ma Zhang came in with the tonic.

Miss, the kitchen has stewed bird's nest today, and I'll bring some for you.

Thank you Mama Zhang.

Song Yiyan is like this. She is very polite and understands etiquette no matter when, where or with whom.

Even when she treats the servants at home, she treats them equally, and she never puts on the air of a daughter.

Therefore, the servants at home also like her very much.

Zhang Ma wiped her hands on the apron and said with a smile, Miss, why are you being polite to me, this is what I should do.

Song Yiyan picked up the bird's nest cup and took a sip.

Zhang Ma glanced at Song Yiyan and asked, Miss, do you really want to go to Jiangcheng with your wife tomorrow?

Yeah. Song Yiyan nodded.

Zhang Ma hesitated, I don't know if I should say it or not. After all, I'm just a servant in this family.

Hearing this, Song Yiyan turned to look at Zhang's mother, You have worked at home for so many years, and I almost grew up watching you. If you have anything to say, just say it directly. I have never regarded you as a servant.

In fact, these are all Song Yiyan's disguise.

She also wanted to be like the three brothers of the Song family, doing whatever she wanted, shaking her face when she wanted to, and she didn't have to deliberately cater to anyone.

But no.

She is not the biological daughter of the Song family.

She has to be the most perfect person in everyone's eyes.

There are no downsides.

Ma Zhang sighed, Miss, in fact, I have seen everything you have done over the years, and I really feel sorry for you! Although you are not the biological daughter of your husband and wife, you have done better than your biological daughter. Even many biological daughters can't do this. I don't know what Mr. and Mrs. and the others think. They insist on finding Song Yan. Is this blood relationship so important?

This question really stopped Song Yiyan from asking.

She also wanted to ask the Song family, is blood relationship so important?

Even an outsider like Zhang Ma could see her difficulties, why the Song family just couldn't see it, after all, the Song family just didn't take her as their biological daughter!

Simply ironic.

Mother Zhang, you must never say anything like this in the future. My parents are very kind to me and treat me as if they were their own. But after all, my sister is the family's own flesh and blood, and I was just adopted by them. They think It's okay to find my sister back, I don't mind at all. Next, I will do my best to help them find my sister.

Having said this, Song Yiyan paused for a while, and then added: Actually, I'm not as good as you said. I just did what I should do.

Miss, you have done enough. As the saying goes, the bystanders are clear, and the authorities are obsessed. You grew up watching you, so I hope you can think of yourself and leave a way out for yourself at any time. , Zhang Ma looked back at the direction of the door and subconsciously suppressed her voice, Actually, the person with the red birthmark on the right arm is not necessarily Song Yan. Be careful not to be deceived.

After saying this, Ma Zhang put away the bird's nest cup and turned to leave.

Song Yiyan looked at Zhang Ma's back and narrowed her eyes.

**

Jiangcheng.

Song Hua came to the seat with three cups of milk tea.

Zhang Dazhu had already ordered the dishes, and handed the menu to Song Hua, Master, see if there is anything you want to add.

Song Hua took the menu and glanced at it, It's almost there, not enough to add more.

She is not a picky eater, she eats everything.

Zhao Zijun looked at Song Hua, Great God, how many years have you been studying computers?

He is very curious now.

About six or seven years.

Six or seven years?

Zhao Zijun was a little surprised.

Can you play the computer so well in five or six years?

This, this, this is kind of scary.

As expected of a god!

Song Hua took a sip of milk tea and said with some surprise: The milk tea in this store is better than I thought!

When she laughed, the pear eddies on her cheeks were shallow, as dazzling as the peach blossoms in April, and like the swaying willows by the river, graceful and graceful.

The cinnabar mole in my heart, and the white moonlight in front of the bed is nothing but the same.

This scene just fell into the eyes of the man sitting in the wheelchair beside him.

The corners of the man's thin lips raised involuntarily.

Pause.

What's wrong, third brother? Wang Dengfeng stopped and looked down at Yu Tingzhi.

hungry.

Wang Dengfeng's eyes widened, and he couldn't figure out which one the master sang, That

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a man, Let's have a late night snack.

Wang Dengfeng looked back at a fly house on the side of the road.

Eat here?

Um.

Wang Dengfeng swallowed in disbelief.

Dignified Yu Sanshao, when have you never been to yourself?

Eat the fly house!

When he got inside, Wang Dengfeng knew Yu Tingzhi's true intentions.

It turned out that the drunkard's intention was not the wine.

Sister-in-law! Wang Dengfeng shouted when he opened his mouth.

Yu Tingzhi interrupted him directly, Don't shout.

Wang Dengfeng immediately shut up.

Since it is the drunkard's intention not to drink, and he is not allowed to shout, what is he trying to do?

Yu Tingzhi's eyes fell on the empty table next to the three of them, Go over there and sit down.

it is good.

Although it is next door, but there is a layer of decorative cloth in the middle, if you don't pay attention, you can't see each other at all.

After sitting down, Wang Dengfeng ordered a few dishes at random.

Yu Tingzhi ordered a cup of milk tea.

Wang Dengfeng was originally quite strange, because he had never seen Yu Tingzhi drink milk tea, but when he saw the milk tea on Song Hua's table, he didn't feel strange.

At this moment, a male voice came from the next table.

Hello, Miss. Can I, can I ask for your WeChat?

Hearing this, Yu Tingzhi's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly.

Song Hua put down the milk tea cup and looked at him: Do you want me on WeChat?

Yeah. The boy nodded embarrassedly.

Song Hua frowned indistinctly, But I only have one WeChat, if I give it to you, what will I use?

Hearing this, Zhao Zijun next to him laughed out loud.

God is so cute!

Hahaha!

Wang Dengfeng next door also laughed.

Sister-in-law is interesting.

The boy who wanted WeChat didn't expect Song Hua's brain circuit to be so strange, and immediately explained: No, no, Miss, you have misunderstood. I want to add your WeChat ID, I don't want your WeChat.

You have good eyesight, Song Hua nodded slightly, then smiled lightly, However, I already have a fiancé.

fiancé!

This word not only shocked the boys who came to ask for WeChat, but also shocked Zhang Dazhu and Zhao Zijun on the opposite side.

No one expected that Song Hua would have a fiancé.

Even Yu Tingzhi did not expect this answer.

A pair of deep phoenix eyes were pitch black, and it was impossible to see to the end.

After the boy left, Zhang Dazhu looked at Song Hua, Master, you must have lied to that boy just now, right?

No. Song Hua frowned seriously, I really have a fiancé.

Are you kidding? Zhang Dazhu continued to ask.

No. Song Hua continued: Also, my fiance is more handsome than him.

Good morning, little fairies~

See you tomorrow~