Marriage of a wealthy family: rebirth of the ace boss

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

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

Zhang's mother looked at the backs of mother and daughter, lowered her eyes, thoughtfully.

Soon, we arrived at the third floor.

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

"Good night." Zheng Mei told Song Yiyan, "Yiyan, you should also go to bed early."

"Okay." Song Yiyan nodded.

After saying that, Song Yiyan turned around and left. At this moment, Zheng Mei grabbed Song Yiyan's hand.

"Yiyan, wait a moment."

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

Zheng Mei looked at Song Yiyan, "Yiyan, how about we leave now! What if your sister suddenly leaves Jiangcheng?" Zheng Mei is very anxious now and wants to fly to Jiangcheng right away.

Song Yiyan suppressed the displeasure in her heart.

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

Thinking of this, Song Yiyan pinched her fingers. Due to excessive exertion, her knuckles were slightly white.

"Mom, calm down," Song Yiyan looked at Zheng Mei, pressing her shoulders with both hands, her tone still gentle, "Don't be anxious yet, first of all, we are not sure yet whether that is my sister. And now it is twelve o'clock in the middle of the night,

There are no flights anymore. We have booked a flight at six o'clock tomorrow morning. You have a good rest first, and I will go upstairs to call you when the time comes tomorrow morning."

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

Ten minutes later, Song Yiyan returned to her room.

His face looked a little tired.

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

Over the years, she has always worn a mask on her face, thinking about how to please the Song family all the time, which is really tiring.

Song Yiyan sat in front of the makeup mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, feeling strange.

Boom, boom, boom.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Come in."

Song Yiyan adjusted her mood and raised the corners of her mouth with a gentle curve.

The next second, Zhang Ma walked in with supplements.

"Miss, the kitchen has stewed bird's nests today, I'll bring you some."

"Thank you, Mom Zhang."

Song Yiyan is like this, no matter when, where or to whomever she treats, she is very polite and understands etiquette.

Even when she treats the servants at home, she treats them equally and never puts on the airs of a wealthy lady.

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

Zhang Ma wiped her hands on her apron and said with a smile: "Miss, why are you so polite to me? This is what I should do."

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

Zhang's mother 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 for a moment, "There is something I don't know whether to say or not. After all, I am just a servant of this family."

Hearing this, Song Yiyan turned to look at Zhang's mother, "You have been working at home for so many years, and you have almost watched me grow up. If you have anything to say, just say it. I have never regarded you as a servant."

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

She also wants to be like the three brothers of the Song family, who can do whatever they want and show off their face whenever they want, without having to deliberately cater to anyone.

But no.

She is not the biological daughter of the Song family.

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

There are no shortcomings.

Zhang Ma 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 my husband and wife, you have done better than your biological daughter."

! Even many biological daughters cannot be like you. I don’t know what the husband and wife are thinking. Is it so important to find Song Yan? Is this blood relationship so important? "

This question really stumped Song Yiyan.

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

Even an outsider like Zhang's mother can see that it's not easy for her. Why can't the Song family see it? After all, the Song family just doesn't regard her as their biological daughter!

Simply ironic.

"Mama Zhang, you must never say this again in the future. My parents are very good to me and treat me as their own child. But after all, my sister is the biological flesh and blood of this family, and I am just adopted by them. They want to

There's nothing wrong with finding 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, and then said: "Actually, I'm not as good as you said. I just did what I should do."

"Miss, you have done a good enough job. As the saying goes, bystanders can tell, but the authorities are confused. I have watched you grow up, so I hope that you can think of yourself and leave a way out for yourself at any time." At this point.

, Zhang Ma looked back at the direction of the door, and subconsciously lowered her voice, "Actually, the person with the red birthmark on her right arm is not necessarily Song Yan. Be careful not to be deceived."

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

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

**

Jiangcheng.

Song Hua came to her 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. If there's not enough, please add more."

She is not picky about food and eats everything.

Zhao Zijun looked at Song Hua, "Master, 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 computer games so well in five or six years?

This, this, this is kind of scary.

He is indeed a great god!

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

When she smiles, the pear dimples on her cheeks are as dazzling as the peach blossoms in April, and they are as graceful as the swaying willows by the river.

The cinnabar mole in my heart is nothing more than the white moonlight in front of my bed.

This scene happened to fall into the eyes of a man sitting in a wheelchair nearby.

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

"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 song this man was singing, "Then..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the man, "Let's have a midnight snack."

Wang Dengfeng looked back at a fly house on the roadside.

"Eat here?"

"Um."

Wang Dengfeng swallowed his throat, somewhat in disbelief.

Mr. Yu Sanshao, when have you never been to yourself?

Eat a fly house!

Once inside, Wang Dengfeng knew Yu Tingzhi's true intention.

It turned out that the drunkard was not interested in drinking.

"Sister-in-law..." Wang Dengfeng opened his mouth and shouted.

Yu Tingzhi interrupted him directly, "Don't shout."

Wang Dengfeng shut up immediately.

Since the drunkard is not interested in drinking, 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 and sit down over there."

"good."

Although they are next door, there is a layer of decorative cloth between them. If you don't pay attention, you can't see each other at all.

After sitting down, Wang Dengfeng ordered a few dishes.

Yu Tingzhi ordered a cup of milk tea.

Wang Dengfeng was quite strange at first, because he had never seen Yu Tingzhi drink milk tea, but when he saw the milk tea on Song Hua's table, he no longer felt strange.

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

"Hello, little sister. Can I have your WeChat ID?"

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

Song Hua put down the milk tea cup and looked at him: "You want me to WeChat?"

"Yeah." The boy nodded sheepishly.

Song Hua frowned without trace, "But I only have one WeChat account. If I give it to you, what should I use?"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zijun burst out laughing.

God is so cute!

Hahaha!

Wang Dengfeng, who was next door, also laughed out loud.

My sister-in-law is a bit interesting.

The boy who asked for WeChat didn't expect that Song Hua's brain circuit was so strange, so he immediately explained: "No, no, Miss, you misunderstood. I just want to add your WeChat ID, I don't want your WeChat."

"You have good taste," Song Hua nodded slightly, then smiled lightly, "But I already have a fiancé."

fiancé!

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

No one expected that Song Hua actually had a fiancé.

Even Yu Tingzhi didn't expect this answer.

A pair of deep phoenix eyes were so dark that it was impossible to see to the bottom.

After the boy left, Zhang Dazhu looked at Song Hua and said, "Master, you were probably lying to that boy just now, right?"

"No." Song Hua said with serious eyes, "I really have a fiancé."

"Are you kidding?" Zhang Dazhu continued to ask.

"No." Song Hua continued, "Besides, my fiancé is more handsome than him."

－－－－－－Digression－－－－－

Good morning, little fairies~

See you tomorrow~