The First-Class Medical Princess

Thinking of this, she looked at Yang Yuyao with some unkindness in her eyes.

Of course, even though he felt aggrieved in his heart, Zhao Zhiyun just felt bad in his heart, and didn't realize that his views on Yang Yuyao were somewhat subjective.

It's just that no one will notice her side, but after listening to Song Lingxue's words, Yang Yuyao's expression is still gentle and weak, and her words are a little more lonely, "Yuyao has no biological mother since she was a child." Around me, the impression of my mother is also very shallow. Sometimes I look at other people's mothers and daughters with deep affection, and I am very envious in my heart. Especially after meeting Aunt Song, I always feel that a loving mother like Aunt Song should be Yuyao's biological mother. She has a similar temperament, so she always feels kind, like seeing her biological mother when she was a child, so she can't help being called Aunt Song. Does Miss Song even have to add the constraints of family status to such a thought? "

As she spoke, a sad look appeared on her face.

Song Lingxue has a straightforward temper since she was a child, probably because of the Song family's more open way of raising children. Therefore, the most unbearable thing is that ordinary little girls will look sad after saying such a sentence, as if they have done something heinous.

Although she knew that Yang Yuyao was probably pretending, but even if she was pretending, she was still impatient.

As if begging for help, she looked at Su Yunchu, "Chuchu..." Kill me this weird thing who dares to challenge my patience!

Su Yunchu smiled slightly, but looked at Yang Yuyao, "It's natural for Ms. Yang to have such emotions, but etiquette and the world's tongues don't know that Ms. Yang has such a story. The Song family is a scholarly family. , pay more attention to etiquette, so Ms. Yang will follow the Romans."

Su Yunchu spoke lightly, and there was no special emotion in his tone, but for some reason, Yang Yuyao heard it, but the expression on his face changed again and again, and finally he was puzzled, and his voice was slightly low, "Miss Su, isn't it?" Is Aunt Song's niece, can this niece also take care of the affairs of the grandfather's family?"

She seemed really puzzled, and it seemed that she was just saying that.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Su Yunchu's mouth, but Yang Yuyao didn't know if Yang Yuyao saw the coldness in it.

However, the faces of the few present here turned dark when they heard this sentence, and Mrs. Yun even said directly, "Miss Yang, if there is nothing wrong today, go home. The Song family and the Yang family have never had any friendship. Aunt, I can't afford it."

When it came to chasing guests out, Yun said it very bluntly.

But Yang Yuyao didn't immediately agree to Yun's words, but looked at Song Haoliu who was sitting aside, "Mr. Song?"

The voice is soft and weak, which is affectionate.

At this point, no one in the living room could understand what Song Haoliu was thinking.

Only Su Yunchu ignored Yang Yuyao's words, and the other three men quietly watched what happened on this side.

During those years of travelling, Song Haoliu was often courted by women, but no one had ever courted him at home like this.

And they all knew that no family in the south of the Yangtze River would marry someone who had ties to the royal family, especially a family like the Yang family, not to mention that Song Haoliu had no sympathy for Yang Yuyao.

Don't look at Song Haoliu at this time, his face is still gentle and jade-like, but they all know that the corner of his raised mouth has already taken on a layer of coldness that rejects people for thousands of miles.

Regarding Yang Yuyao's plea for help, he stood up suddenly, "Miss Yang must have been out for a long time. The Song and Yang families do not have close friends. The Song family lives in the south of the Yangtze River and has no intention of making friends with powerful people. Go back home."