Eighties Sweetheart Wife

After all, the old man came here to find someone.

Although retired, his identity is still somewhat sensitive.

Don't be ostentatious if you can.

So there is no special introduction.

The two comrades in the office took a special look.

The two of them were informed secretly.

Cooperate unconditionally with Mr. Gu to find someone.

When he started shouting, Zhong Daqiao was very happy and glanced at the building opposite, but he was a little puzzled. Why did he shout one sentence but not the second sentence?

He and Shangguan Heng looked at each other. Wang Dong behind him snorted, very dissatisfied, but he still lowered his voice and scolded: "I told you not to do these little tricks, but you just didn't listen. How come you can't do it even with just one shout?" The second sentence, do you need to pay more? Isn’t the money given enough?”

Shangguan Heng said angrily: "I've already asked people to come over and take a look."

Over there, Zhong Daqiao stared hard at Zhong Shaoqing, who was standing in the crowd. The eyes of father and son finally met through the crowd.

An emotion called anger collided in mid-air.

Then Zhong Daqiao opened his arms, tears streaming down his face, and his voice choked with sobs: "Son, my second son, you are finally back. I thought you didn't want your old father. Come and let daddy see you." , Are you thin? How is your body? I miss you so much."

The last few words were said through gritted teeth.

I don't know, I feel very touched.

He grinned knowingly.

Just as Song Yunuan ran across the street, Zhong Shaoqing had already asked Ah Da and Ah Cheng to rush over, and Brother Lu was also there to see the situation.

Xia Xindong held little Asheng.

Song Mingbo's fingers moved rapidly. After a few breaths, he breathed a sigh of relief with a smile on his face.

It's okay, there's nothing wrong with his sister.

The other party should be the one in trouble.

Zhong Shaoqing knows what kind of strength Song Yunuan is, so he will naturally not follow him and hold him back.

At this time, Zhong Daqiao, who was so excited that he even burst into tears, walked toward him with open arms. Zhong Shaoqing's eyes were filled with hatred. He thought that Zhong Daqiao, who was so good at acting, had used this gesture to deceive him. My mother and grandpa's family...

I remembered Song Yunuan’s words: Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

Sure enough, Xiao Nuan was right.

While their thoughts were churning, the two of them had come together involuntarily.

Zhong Daqiao had a malicious smile on his lips. This little brat hated him to the core, beating him, scolding him and taunting him. In fact, he didn't take it seriously, because he had been treated like this for so many years, and he should have been used to it.

Therefore, Zhong Daqiao changed his tactics. This was what his eldest son reminded him.

Zhong Daqiao really wanted to see how that bitch's son would react.

Then the father and son stood face to face.

Zhong Daqiao opened his arms without falling. Zhong Shaoqing's eyes suddenly turned red and his voice choked up: "Daddy, I really miss you so much..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhong Shaoqing hugged Zhong Daqiao, who was half a head shorter than him.

The father and son hugged each other, and Zhong Daqiao was a little unresponsive.

This little brat hasn't smiled at him since his mother died.

Not to mention hugging myself.

Later, he was so crazy that it was hard to see anything, but now he was hugging him tightly, his palms were still warm, and his eyes were full of admiration.

Zhong Daqiao was a little stunned.

There seems to be something wrong.

Then he heard his second son whisper in his ear: "I want you to die so much. Why aren't you dead yet? Do you want me to kill you with my own hands? Then do you want to?" Live well!"

Zhong Daqiao's eyes suddenly widened.

He looked up in disbelief at Zhong Shaoqing with tears in his eyes.

At this time, Zhong Shaoqing let go of him, wiped away his tears, and said in a choked voice that could be heard by others: "Daddy, after I have been away from you for so long, I know how good Daddy is to me, so I always I pray for your good health and longevity every day! When I get better, I will be filial to you!"

The next few words are really word for word.

Zhong Daqiao was a little unable to react.

My mouth opened wide and I didn't know what to say.

Uncle Liu reacted the fastest. Although he didn't know what happened, he always felt that there should be something going on here.

He still didn't know what the street across the street was like, and he was anxious, but everything in front of him was normal, and he didn't seem to be affected by it just now.

Uncle Liu was a little confused.

But he still spoke in time.

"Oh, it's so gratifying that Shaoqing has grown up after going out for a trip..."

"Yes, yes, I used to hear Director Zhong say how his second son was so ignorant and crazy all day long, but now it seems that he has recovered from his illness and is now sensible."

"Yes, he is so handsome and polite."

"As expected, the rumors are not trustworthy. Everything is just what we hear and what we see is false."

Everyone was talking one after another, and whether they were sincere or fake, or just watching the fun, all this made Zhong Daqiao, who had just reacted, feel as if he had eaten a fish bone.

What the hell happened and why did this bastard become like this?

He couldn't help but take a step back and stared at Zhong Shaoqing who was still wiping his tears with the back of his hand. He felt that all this was just an illusion and a dream, right?

How could it be real?

There were a total of twelve people who came to make trouble and shout slogans this time, and they also had an unreal feeling.

They took twelve large trumpets.

After the person who was going to take the lead shouted, the others followed suit.

After all, some people still haven't remembered the name of the person they want to call.

Unexpectedly, after the leader yelled, he was hit on the head by a sudden mud ball.

Then these mud balls came towards them like raindrops, some hitting their lips and some hitting their eyes.

But it didn't hurt. The blow to my eye just made me feel blinded.

Song Yunuan couldn't see the situation on the other side. She could feel where the sound was coming from. These people couldn't be scattered in the crowd, they must be standing together.

In order to avoid hurting innocent people, this mud ball only has speed but no power.

If you put it in your mouth, it's just a mouthful of ashes.

Song Yunuan was standing opposite them at this time. She narrowed her eyes and looked towards these people.

Then, two clips were triggered on one of them.

Oh, it turned out to be the so-called subordinate of Brother Liang.

And this Brother Liang is also the disciple of a big boss named Liu Ye.

These two scenes flashed past, and Song Yunuan knew what they were going to do.

But it turned out that they were planning to cause damage when welcoming this group of people, but the damage would not be enough to annoy the other party.

They didn't target the singing and dancing group, but Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan smiled slightly.

I feel quite proud.