The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

so.

No matter what grievances she suffered at home, Sister Zhang endured it.

She will not complain, and she will not divorce.

to blame.

I can only blame her for her bad life.

The only thing that Zhang's mother is happy about now is that she has let her daughter escape from this bitter sea.

She can suffer, but not her daughter.

Every time she experienced domestic violence, Zhang Ma would think of Song Yiyan. As long as she thought of Song Yiyan's smile, she was not afraid of anything.

"Fate is not good?" Madam Song frowned when she heard this, and said, "Fate is in your own hands. As long as you don't compromise yourself, no one can make you compromise. If you don't dare to take the initiative to file for divorce If so, I can support you!"

What Mrs. Song hated most in her life was women who beat men.

as a man.

You can be incompetent and incompetent, but if you have nothing and beat women, then you are not worthy of being a human being.

Hearing this, Sister Li was very happy. She felt that Ma Zhang would be able to get out of the sea of ​​misery immediately, and immediately said: "Sister Zhang, did you hear what the old lady said? Her old man can support you!"

Mrs. Song was a soldier when she was young, and she has a great backstage.

When Zhang Ma heard these words, there was no joy on her face. "Thank you old lady for your kindness, but no need. I, I don't want to divorce."

Mrs. Song was very puzzled.

Not only Mrs. Song, but also other people at the table were very puzzled.

A person who has experienced domestic violence, when someone offered to rescue her, she actually refused.

Is this an addiction to domestic violence?

"why?"

Ma Zhang's eyes were slightly red, "My man and I are from the same village. In our place, divorced women are to be scolded, not only for themselves, but also for their family's face. So. I can't get a divorce. I can't embarrass my family. I know you have a good heart, old lady, but I really can't get a divorce."

Hearing this, Mrs. Song frowned slightly.

No matter the age, there is still such a thing.

"Then do you know that domestic violence is against the law?" Mrs. Song continued: "You're good at everything, but it will only make your man more and more excessive. Even if you don't get a divorce, you should learn to use legal means to protect it. Own."

Ma Zhang shook her head, "Actually, my man didn't mean to hit me, he just drank too much, I have been married to him for so many years, I know that he is not a bad person, he just can't control himself. I, I can forgive me. his."

Hearing this, Mrs. Song immediately felt no sympathy for Mother Zhang.

In the end.

She has come this far, and she is completely self-inflicted.

Marriage or divorce, the police do not report.

He also refused help from others.

In other words, it was her bottomless tolerance that made her man beat and scold unscrupulously.

"Then if I say something bad, you deserve it." Mrs. Song said mercilessly.

Deserves to be beaten by a man.

After the words fell, Mrs. Song picked up the chopsticks, "Let's continue to eat."

Zheng Mei was still a little uncomfortable, "Well, Ma Zhang, do you really need help?"

She could not see others suffer like this.

"I really don't need to, I don't want to lose my man."

Even Sister Li couldn't listen to what she said.

"Sister Zhang, the old lady and the lady have already told you to help you. What are you afraid of? Two-legged toads are hard to find, and two-legged men aren't everywhere. Why do you have to do this to yourself?"

Sister Li even began to wonder if Zhang Zhang's mother had any masochistic tendencies.

Zhang Ma lowered her head and didn't speak, and began to clean up the debris on the ground.

Song Yiyan glanced at Zhang's mother who was picking up the pieces without a trace, and heaved a sigh of relief.

fine.

Fortunately, it did not arouse the suspicion of the dead old woman.

Mrs. Song gave Song Hua a bowl of soup, "Come here to drink soup, let's not affect our mood because of these little things."

"Thank you grandma."

The old and young get along very harmoniously.

It seems that others are a bit redundant.

Especially Song Yiyan.

Song Yiyan couldn't wait to bite a silver tooth and vomited blood.

This dead old woman doesn't like her serious granddaughter, and likes a wild girl with an unjustified name.

It's so biased.

She could see that this dead old woman was prejudiced against her, no matter what she did, the dead old woman would not recognize her.

Song Yiyan lowered her eyes, a somewhat sad look overflowing from her eyes.

This scene made Song Boyang feel very distressed.

After all, Song Yiyan was the younger sister he held in his palm.

He couldn't see Song Yiyan being so wronged.

"Come on Yiyan, eat this, this is delicious." Song Boyang put some vegetables for Song Yiyan and put them in the bowl in front of her.

Song Yiyan looked at the dishes in the bowl and had no appetite at all.

As long as she thought that Song Hua might steal what belonged to her at any time, she felt uncomfortable.

She hates old lady Song.

She hates Zheng Mei even more.

Zheng Mei is not worthy of being a mother at all.

Now that you have decided to adopt her, you should treat her like a daughter and love her. What is this now?

While Zheng Mei was talking about taking her as her biological daughter, she was anxiously looking for Song Yan.

what is this?

ridiculous!

Simply ridiculous.

Over the years, she treated Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei as filial as her biological parents, and she studied hard just to gain their approval.

But what did Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei do?

They never took themselves as their own daughters from beginning to end.

Full of benevolence and morality, but hypocritical to the extreme.

nausea!

Song Boyang stretched his hand under the table and quietly took Song Yiyan's hand.

Song Yiyan looked back at Song Boyang in surprise.

Song Boyang smiled at her and whispered: "Yiyan, don't worry, no matter what happens, you will always be my sister, my favorite sister."

He will always protect Song Yiyan.

"Thank you bro."

"Silly girl." Song Boyang squeezed Song Yiyan's hand.

Song Boyuan on the side noticed the interaction between the two and frowned slightly.

No wonder Mrs. Song kept Song Boyang and Song Yiyan at a distance.

Two adults who are already adults, not to mention that they are not related by blood, even if they are brothers and sisters, it should be enough.

After dinner.

Song Boyuan found Song Boyang.

"Boyuan."

"What's wrong?" Song Boyang looked at Song Boyuan.

"You" Song Boyuan looked at Song Boyang, mulling over the words in his heart, not knowing how to speak.

Seeing that Song Boyuan had been silent, Song Boyang continued: "Don't talk about me, second brother, you really don't see people very well!"

"Me?" Song Boyuan pointed at himself.

Song Boyang nodded, "Besides you, who else can I do?"

"What's wrong with me?" Song Boyuan asked.

Song Boyang promised Song Yiyan that he would keep the secret, so he naturally couldn't tell Song Yiyan.

"I saw it in your studio. The girl in the painting is Song Hua, right?"

"When did you see it?" Song Boyuan asked.

Song Boyang put his hand on Song Boyuan's shoulder, "Don't worry about when I saw it, just answer me, right?"

"It's her." Song Boyuan nodded.

"So I said, you can't see people well, how can you like her?" Song Boyang said.

Hearing this, Song Boyuan widened his eyes and explained, "You misunderstood, I don't like Song Hua that kind of thing."

"If you like it, you can also classify it by type?" Song Boyang laughed.

Obviously Song Boyuan was embarrassed to admit it.

After the words fell, Song Boyang continued: "Song Hua is not as simple and beautiful as you look. She is close to you and her mother with a purpose. If you really like her, I advise you to stop your losses in time."

"You really misunderstood, I don't have that kind of liking for Song Hua," Song Boyuan said, "I treat her just like Yiyan. It's the kind of brother's appreciation for his sister, not some kind of messy relationship."

Having said this, Song Boyuan said again: "Also, Song Hua didn't approach me on purpose, we met by chance. Boyang, you don't know much about her, you only know her today, so don't jump to conclusions."

Song Boyang laughed outright, "What age are you still talking about my brother and sister with me? Also, if she didn't have the scheming, how could it make you unforgettable?"

If Song Boyuan doesn't like Song Hua, how can he defend Song Hua?

"It's not unforgettable at first sight, I just think she is very friendly, you know, Sister Guomin? I just think she is more friendly than Sister Guomin."

There are two national sisters in the entertainment industry.

One is Lu Jing, who debuted as a child star.

Another is Song Yiyan.

But Song Yiyan is called the national sister because of her relationship with Song Boyang, an actor.

"Okay, okay, second brother, don't explain it, I just remind you not to be deceived by someone with a heart."

Song Boyuan has never been in contact with girls, so he may subconsciously feel that all girls are as innocent and kind as Song Yiyan.

Actually not.

Thinking of this, Song Boyang then added: "Second brother, don't think too kind of people, and don't think Song Hua is a good person."

After speaking, Song Boyang turned around and left.

Song Boyuan looked at his back and was speechless.

This mess made him forget about the business.

He originally wanted to remind Song Boyang to keep a distance from Song Yiyan.

living room.

Mrs. Song brought fruit to Song Hua.

"Hua, you try this Jiabao fruit. It's sweet."

Song Hua took the Jiabao fruit and took a sip.

"Is it delicious?" Mrs. Song asked.

"Delicious." Song Hua nodded.

Mrs. Song immediately asked the servant to wash a little more and send it over.

Song Yiyan sat aside and narrowed her eyes.

Song Hua is really a good trick.

She actually coaxed Mrs. Song to be so happy. She had never seen Mrs. Song like this before.

But it's normal to think about it.

Song Hua is just a little village girl.

Before that, she should have never eaten the expensive Jiabao fruit. She finally met such a wealthy family as the Song family. Of course, she must carefully curry favor with Mrs. Song.

Who can refuse this dreadful wealth?

The old lady Song turned around to get the fruit for Song Hua, and suddenly met Song Yiyan's snake-like eyes, and she was a little unhappy.

Song Yiyan is like that.

Likes to stare at others in a negative way, without everyone's demeanor.

Mrs. Song brought a piece of watermelon to Song Hua, and then said, "Hua, how is your relationship with Yiyan?"

"Well, in general." Song Hua answered truthfully.

She didn't want to lie to Mrs. Song.

"It's normal in general," Mrs. Song patted Song Hua's hand and said in a low voice, "You, you are not the same as her."

If Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei adopted Song Hua at the beginning, she would definitely not hate it.

Mrs. Song didn't say anything, and continued: "By the way, where do you live in Jiangcheng, leave an address, and grandma will find you to play with. Don't look at grandma's age, but grandma is old-fashioned. Not old, grandma will always be eighteen years old psychologically. Then let's eat hot pot and drink milk tea together!"

The rest doesn't matter to Song Hua, but when she heard the three words drink milk tea, Song Hua's eyes lit up, "Okay! Grandma, I will invite you and Jiangcheng to drink the best milk tea."

"Let's pull the hook!" Mrs. Song immediately extended her pinky to Song Hua.

It is said that old children are old children, and Mrs. Song, who is in her 80s this year, is not like a child.

Song Hua also stretched out her little finger.

Mrs. Song said with a smile, "The hook cannot be changed for a hundred years."

"Whoever changes is a little dog." Song Hua answered.

One old and one young, smiling and smiling, this picture is surprisingly warm, and even Song Boyuan, who was standing beside him, curved his lips.

A second ago, he was still troubled by the lack of material and inspiration.

Now.

He thought he already had good material.

Song Yiyan looked up at Song Boyuan, her eyes full of resentment.

she knows.

There is no place for her in this home.

Now all eyes belong to Song Hua.

bitch!

Song Hua is a bitch!

In the afternoon, Song Hua said goodbye.

Mrs. Song was very reluctant to her, "Hua, stay for dinner and then go."

Zheng Mei also felt that the day went by too fast, "Your grandma is right, I will stay and go back after dinner, and I will ask the driver to take you back after eating."

Seeing the reluctance of old lady Song and Zheng Meiyi, Song Boyang frowned slightly.

I also feel that what they both did is really inappropriate.

After all, Mrs. Song has a granddaughter, and Zheng Mei also has a daughter. What's the matter with dragging someone else's daughter reluctantly?

have to say.

Song Hua's method is really too clever.

If we let the situation develop, they will be counted by Song Hua sooner or later.

Song Boyang frowned without a trace.

"Grandma, Aunt Song, if you come again next time, I will definitely stay for dinner. I have something to do in a while, but I really have to go back today."

Hearing that Song Hua said there was still something to do, Mrs. Song didn't do much to keep her back. She seemed to suddenly think of something, "Hua, let's add a WeChat account. If I go to Jiangcheng, I will contact you on WeChat in advance."

The old lady Song said that she was going to Jiangcheng to play with Song Hua, but she was definitely not just talking.

She really wants to go to Jiangcheng.

In life, confidants are hard to come by.

Although there is a big age gap between her and Song Hua, the communication between them is barrier-free.

Song Hua took out her phone, "I'll scan you."

drop.

Scan on WeChat.

Seeing Mrs. Song's WeChat name, Song Hua couldn't help but frown.

Old people are really old-fashioned.

I saw that the old man's WeChat name was [It's Song Damei! 】

"What are you laughing at?" The old lady Song continued: "Grandma, I'm not bragging. I think when my grandma was young, the people chasing me could go around the capital several times hand in hand!"

At the end, Mrs. Song raised her head proudly and continued, "By the way, grandma also has a nickname called Song Meiren."

The pear vortex at the corner of Song Hua's mouth was shallow, "It's a coincidence, grandma's nickname is the same as mine."

Same nickname?

Song Hua is also called Song Meiren?

Hearing this, Song Yiyan's eyes were full of sarcasm, this Song Hua really knew how to do it.

Even nicknames like this kind of nonsense can be said.

Do you really think everyone is stupid?

Hearing this, the old lady Song said in surprise: "Really? You are also called Song Meiren?"

Song Hua raised her eyebrows slightly, "Don't I look good?"

"Good-looking," Mrs. Song nodded, "it looks better than when grandma was young."

pity.

Song Hua is not her granddaughter.

If Song Hua was her granddaughter, she would laugh out loud in her dreams.

"Beauty Song, then I'll go first. You and auntie, as well as three older brothers and Yiyan are welcome to play in Jiangcheng."

"Well, definitely go." Mrs. Song nodded.

After saying goodbye, Song Hua turned around and left.

Mrs. Song stared at her back for a long time.

After a while, she turned to look at Zheng Mei, and continued, "This child is really good!"

It is not easy to get the approval of Mrs. Song.

Song Hua is one of the few.

Zheng Mei smiled and said, "So now you believe she is better-looking than Meng Qingfan?"

"I believe it!" Mrs. Song nodded.

Song Boyang came over at this time and said, "Grandma, Mom, you know who you are, but you don't know your heart. Some people wear beautiful skins, but they just don't do anything. Don't be deceived."

Mrs. Song frowned slightly and turned to look at Song Boyang, "Speak clearly."

"What to say clearly?" Song Boyang couldn't understand the meaning of Mrs. Song's words for a while.

Mrs. Song continued: "You must pay attention to evidence when you speak and do things. You can't spit out blood. What's the matter with you, let you say that to him?"

Speaking of this, Mrs. Song glanced at Song Yiyan, "Is there still someone talking in front of you?"

Song Yiyan immediately clarified: "Grandma, I didn't."

Did she do anything? Why did Mrs. Song think of her in the first place.

Is this fair to her?

"Did I call your name?" Mrs. Song continued, "So anxious to be seated?"

Song Yiyan was extremely aggrieved, and her eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Mrs. Song frowned without a trace, and continued: "Bo Yang, you are already an adult, you should have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, and you should also have your own judgment. Listen to what other people say! Big man, his ears are so soft, if it spreads out, it will make people laugh!"

"No one said anything to me. I have eyes, so I can tell the difference between good and bad." Song Boyang was very dissatisfied with Mrs. Song's attitude towards Song Yiyan, "It's grandma, you should take a closer look to see who has a heart and who The one who truly honors you. Good words are warm in winter, bad words hurt people in June and cold!"

Why does Mrs. Song suspect Song Yiyan?

After all, Song Yiyan didn't say anything bad about Song Hua from beginning to end.

On the other hand, Song Huan probably played a lot of right and wrong in front of Mrs. Song. Otherwise, Mrs. Song would not be so embarrassing to Song Yiyan.

"Are you teaching me to do things?" Mrs. Song frowned.

Zheng Mei knew that the old lady was really angry, and immediately said: "Boyang, why are you talking to your grandma! Please apologize to grandma!"

Mrs. Song hated the most disrespectful junior.

Song Boyang was also a little angry with the old lady Song, "Grandma, I'm sorry. It's my words, so don't care about me."

Mrs. Song glanced at Song Boyang, and without saying anything, she turned and walked upstairs.

Out of sight out of mind.

After Mrs. Song left, Zheng Mei continued: "Boyang, when you talk to your grandma in the future, remember to be careful, don't be big or small, and say everything out."

"I can't help it!" Song Boyang continued: "Mom, I tell you very solemnly, Song Hua is definitely approaching you with a purpose, and you should stop contacting her in the future."

"I don't think Baa is that kind of person!" Zheng Mei said.

Song Yiyan came over at this time, "Little brother, you really misunderstood Sister Hua, she is really a very good girl, otherwise grandma wouldn't like her so much, I've never seen grandma like her so much. One person."

In a word, two meanings.

On the surface, this sentence is to praise Song Hua, but in fact it alludes to Song Hua's scheming.

If Song Hua had no scheming, she would not have coaxed old lady Song to like her so much.

After all, Mrs. Song is a quirky old lady.

At the end, Song Yiyan bowed her head aggrievedly, "Like me, I will never get my grandma's favor."

Like that, I almost cried.

Seeing that Zheng Mei was very distressed, she held Song Yiyan's hand and said, "Stupid child, don't think so, your grandma is actually hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, she doesn't hate you."

Song Boyang continued: "Who made you less scheming than Song Hua! If you had half of Song Hua's scheming, you wouldn't be what you are now."

In a word, Zheng Mei was stunned.

Originally, she hadn't thought about it that much.

Before Zheng Mei could react, Song Boyang continued: "Mom, what kind of family our family is, you know better than anything else. You haven't seen how many money-worshiping women want to marry into our family over the years. Someone wants to post our dad upside down!"

Having said this, Song Boyang paused, and said earnestly: "Yiyan is so well-behaved and sensible that she can't get her grandma's approval. Song Huan didn't come for a long time, so she made her worry so much, don't you really think about why? ?"

Zheng Mei was stunned, then turned her head to look at Song Boyang, "But I also like babes! Boyang, are you thinking too much?"

She didn't see Song Hua as that kind of person.

"Then think about it, why do you like Song Hua?" Song Boyang asked.

Zheng Mei shook her head, "I don't know either, I just like it inexplicably and think she has a fate with me."

"The problem of inexplicable liking is very serious, which shows that Song Hua must have used some means. In short, Song Hua is definitely not a simple girl. You should stop contacting her in the future. As for grandma, you have to persuade her more. Point. Our family can't be polluted by this kind of person!"

Zheng Mei froze in place, replaying the experience of acquaintance with Song Hua in her mind.

Is this really a planned encounter?

Is Song Hua really that kind of girl with scheming?

Seeing that the heat was almost over, Song Yiyan took Zheng Mei's hand and said, "Mom, don't listen to my brother's nonsense! Sister Hua is not that kind of person!"

Looking at the innocent Song Yiyan, Song Boyang shook his head helplessly.

As soon as Song Hua walked out the door, she saw a Maybach parked there.

The man is leaning against the car door.

He held a cigarette in his left hand and put it in his mouth.

The thin lips held the cigarette, and the loathing blurred his face.

Black windbreaker, wrapped in the autumn breeze, with a three-point chill, the whole body revealed the domineering atmosphere that strangers should not enter.

Three points cold.

If people who don't know him meet, no one will believe that this is Jiangcheng's famous waste.

Seeing the girl's figure, Yu Tingzhi immediately put the cigarette in his hand on the trash can next to him.

"Cold?"

In the early autumn in the capital, the fallen leaves turn yellow, and the temperature can drop to below zero in the absence of the sun.

There is no sun in Beijing today.

"Cold." Song Hua nodded. She has a physique that is afraid of the cold. As long as it is a little cold, her hands and feet will be cold.

Yu Tingzhi took out a cup of hot milk tea from the pocket of his coat like a conjurer, "Here."

Seeing the milk tea, Song Hua frowned and reached out to take it.

In fact, the happiness of girls is very simple.

Summer ice cream.

Cold winter hot milk tea.

Passing the milk tea to her, Yu Tingzhi opened the passenger's door again.

Song Hua leaned into the car.

The car didn't turn off, the temperature of the air conditioner was very high.

As soon as she got in the car, Song Hua took off her jacket, found a comfortable sitting position, and leaned on the back of the seat.

"How is Grandpa Yu today?" Song Hua asked after taking a sip of milk tea.

"The situation is okay, but it's easier to get sleepy than the previous two days."

Song Hua nodded slightly, "Then let's go to the hospital first."

"Um."

Song Family Manor is some distance from the hospital.

It was not until an hour later that the car stopped at the entrance of the hospital.

When Song Hua arrived at the ward, Mr. Yu just woke up.

Seeing Song Hua, Mr. Yu smiled and said, "He's here!"

"Grandpa Yu, how do you feel?" Song Hua asked.

"It's good, I can eat, drink and sleep."

Song Hua nodded slightly, and stretched out his hand to feel the pulse of Mr. Yu.

During this period, Yu Tingzhi stood quietly again.

Until Song Hua released Old Master Yu's hand.

Mr. Yu looked at Yu Tingzhi, "Tingzhi, why didn't you go out with your dad and the others?"

Mr. Yu has already taken care of all the property.

Three in total.

Two sons and one daughter, two sons and one daughter, no one treated anyone badly.

Yu Zhihong called all his sons out today because he wanted to share a share of the shares given by the old man, but he didn't expect that Yu Tingzhi didn't go.

"I'm too lazy to go." Yu Tingzhi said.

The old man Yu continued: "Do you know what your dad asked you to do today?"

"I know." Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly, "But I'm not interested in those things."

The old man Yu sighed helplessly.

He was a little anxious.

Simply, Yu Tingzhi met a good girl who was willing to believe him.

Song Hua continued: "Grandpa Yu, remember to take your medicine on time and measure your blood pressure on time. You can be discharged from the hospital in one week."

"Really?" Hearing this, Mr. Yu was very excited.

After paying attention in the hospital for so long, Mr. Yu wanted to be discharged from the hospital in his dreams.

"Yeah." Song Hua nodded.

Old Man Yu looked at Song Hua with a smile on his face, "Hua, grandpa doesn't even know how to thank you."

If it wasn't for Song Hua, maybe he would be gone now.

"You are Brother Yu's grandfather, this is what I should do."

Yu Tingzhi, who was pouring water, was stunned.

Brother Yu.

Never called him that.

Weird feeling.

It's clearly a very simple name, but it feels like an electric shock in my heart.

just want to

Listen again.

Mr. Yu smiled and said, "It is Tingzhi's blessing to have you. It is also the blessing of our Yu family."

Dangdang.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Yu Tingzhi put down the water glass and went to open the door.

Two doctors in white coats stood outside the door.

"Is Miss Song here?"

Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly, "It's inside, please come in."

The two walked in with their feet raised.

"Hey, I'm looking for you."

Song Hua raised her eyes slightly.

The two doctors walked over with a smile and shook hands with Song Hua, "Hello, Miss Song. I'm Quan Zhibin, and this is my colleague Zheng Yuehe."

In front of this little girl who was younger than them and had less seniority than them, the two doctors had a respectful look on their faces, daring not to slack off.

After all, this one is really awesome!

"Doctor Quan, Dr. Zheng."

Quan Zhibin continued, "Miss Song, can you take a step to speak?"

"Okay." Song Hua nodded slightly, then looked at Yu Tingzhi, "Then I'll go out first."

Yu Tingzhi's thin lips parted lightly, "I'll wait for you."

Song Hua followed Quan Zhibin and Zheng Yuehe to the office.

Only then did Quan Zhibin explain his intention, "Miss Song like this, we have two questions for Mr. Yu's surgery. I wonder if you can spare any money?"

"Yes." Song Hua nodded slightly.

Hearing this, both of them were stunned.

No one expected that Song Hua would be so generous.

You must know that every doctor has his own specialties and excels. Generally, few famous doctors are willing to share their success with others.

Because there is a saying that the disciple of the church starves to death the master.

For example, Mengkong was very concerned about others stealing teachers.

I thought that Song Hua would also mind such a thing, but she did not expect Song Hua to agree directly.

She didn't seem to take it to heart.

"Really?" Quan Zhibin asked in disbelief.

Song Hua nodded slightly, "If you have anything to ask, just ask."

Hearing this, the two were very excited, and immediately took out their notebooks and asked all the doubts.

Song Hua also explained in detail.

After a while, Song Hua continued: "I said this, you may not understand some things. Do you have a laboratory here? Let's go to the laboratory and talk while operating."

Quan Zhibin was even more excited, "Miss Song, can I call someone else?"

"Of course." Song Hua nodded slightly.

"Thank you, Miss Song!"

Quan Zhibin immediately shared the good news in the WeChat group.

Within half an hour, the laboratory was full of people.

Even the dean came.

Wearing a white antibacterial suit, Song Hua stood in front of the experimental table with a scalpel in hand, holding a small white element in her left hand and a scalpel in her right hand.

Knife up and down.

It was obviously a bloody move, but in her hands, there was an indescribable beauty.

The doctors onlookers were reluctant to even blink, for fear of missing something.

After an hour, the experiment ended.

Song Hua left the laboratory.

Several doctors looked at the back of her leaving and sighed: "Miss Song is also too powerful. If it were my daughter, I would be willing to learn to crawl on the ground!"

The short-haired female doctor on the side smiled and said, "You, can you give birth to such a big daughter? Doctor Zhao, do I remember that your son is only one year old?"

Dr. Zhao said, "I am thirty-six this year. If I have a child at eighteen, my son will be eighteen."

The female doctor smiled and said, "Then you won't be able to give birth to Miss Song. Miss Song's parents must also be very powerful. Maybe they are from a family of traditional Chinese medicine."

A doctor immediately echoed: "Yes, yes, Miss Song must have been fascinated by her since she was a child, that's why she is so powerful."

"It also depends on talent. My daughter is not good. My mother and I are both doctors, and she doesn't even understand the most basic medical knowledge."

"."

The doctors were discussing constantly. At this time, they could not imagine that such an excellent girl would be abandoned by her adoptive parents over and over again.

Song Hua came to Mr. Yu's ward.

Mr. Yu is not here.

Through the window, Song Hua saw such a scene.

In the garden, a man is walking slowly with a wheelchair.

Others are tall and have long legs. When speaking, they have to bend slightly to hear what Mr. Yu is saying.

At this moment, the sun suddenly penetrated the dark clouds, and the golden sunlight instantly coated the garden with a veil.

Everything becomes beautiful.

The sun is just right, the breeze is not dry.

Song Hua's brows and eyes were curved, and at this time, the man who was talking to Old Man Yu suddenly turned his head slightly, and looked at Song Hua with a pair of slightly raised phoenix eyes.

His eyes were deep and deep.

People are trapped in it, unable to extricate themselves.

All four look at each other.

In an instant, the electric light and flint, obviously only a moment, but as long as ten thousand years.

After a while, Song Hua retracted his gaze and picked up the milk tea on the table as if nothing had happened.

Although she was drinking milk tea, she could still clearly hear the sound of her heartbeat.

bang bang bang --

again and again.

Song Hua held the milk tea in one hand and touched her forehead with the other.

There should be no fever.

But why, the heartbeat will suddenly speed up?

garden.

Mr. Yu sat in a wheelchair, "Tingzhi."

"Um."

"You must cherish Hua Hua. She is a rare good girl."

Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly, "Grandpa I know."

After the words fell, the old man Yu continued: "When couples get along, they should also pay attention to the proportion and scale. Especially boys should control themselves. Hua Hua is still young, you can't bully her, you must remember to show affection and be polite. ."

Moreover, Song Hua's life experience is different from others.

If other girls were wronged outside, they would have their parents to support them.

Except for Yu Tingzhi, Song Hua was only herself.

When men and women get along, if boys don't cherish girls well, it's girls who suffer.

If one accidentally gets pregnant, the man can leave by patting his butt, while the girl is facing abortion and taking medicine.

"I have a measured grandpa."

The old man Yu nodded, "It's good that you know what you have in mind. If one day you let me see Bao Bao crying, don't blame me for not recognizing your grandson!"

Mr. Yu didn't mean to joke at all in what he said.

"Well," Yu Tingzhi was also solemn, "Grandpa, don't worry."

The old man Yu was relieved, he believed in Yu Tingzhi's character.

Two days later.

Yu Tingzhi and Song Hua flew back to Jiangcheng.

Yu Tingzhi drove her home.

As soon as the door was opened, Mantou rushed out from the inside and jumped into Song Hua's arms, meowing non-stop.

After not seeing him for many days, Mantou thought that Song Hua had abandoned it, but when he saw Song Hua at this time, he refused to go down to the ground.

In desperation, Song Hua had no choice but to hold it like this.

It's half past twelve noon.

Yu Tingzhi put down his suitcase and said actively, "I'll go to the kitchen to see what dishes are there. What do you want for lunch?"

"Just cook some noodles." Song Yan said.

"it is good."

Yu Tingzhi came to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, "Hua, can you have saozi noodles?"

"Can."

When someone cooks, Song Hua does not choose.

Sangzi noodles taste better than instant noodles anyway.

Yu Tingzhi picked up the apron and tied it to his body and started cooking.

He looked funny in an ill-fitting pink kitty apron.

Soon, a scent wafted from the kitchen.

Yu Tingzhi's sangzi noodles are delicious, and the toppings are well-fried. After a bite, the mouth and teeth are fragrant.

Song Hua took a bite, "Your craftsmanship is incredible! I can't envy you."

Yu Tingzhi's thin lips parted lightly, "Don't be envious."

Just have him.

After eating, Song Hua went to answer the phone.

Yu Tingzhi got up to wash the dishes, and tidied up the kitchen by the way.

By the time Song Hua answered the phone, Yu Tingzhi had already packed up.

Song Hua said, "Why are you so fast! I'm also going to wash the dishes."

"It's okay, just two bowls."

Yu Tingzhi hung up his apron and continued, "Then I'll go back first, call me if you have anything."

"Well." Song Hua sent him out, "By the way, you forgot to take your suitcase."

Yu Tingzhi smiled slightly, "That's for you. There are some special products in the capital. You can share it with your friends."

Having said that, Song Hua remembered it. She originally wanted to buy some special products to bring back before leaving, but she forgot before leaving.

Fortunately, there is Yu Tingzhi.

It's just a small thing, but it warms my heart.

"thanks."

Yu Tingzhi raised his hand and rubbed her head with a doting look in his eyes, "Let's go."

"be careful on the road."

After Yu Tingzhi left, Song Hua called Si Yue and asked her to come over to get special products.

Today is Sunday, Si Yue happened to be fine and came very quickly.

In the evening, the two went out to eat hot pot together.

Across the steaming hot pot, Si Yue said, "Hua, let's go shopping for clothes tomorrow? I haven't bought clothes for a long time."

"Maybe not tomorrow, my classmate's birthday, I promised to go." Song Yan said.

Tomorrow is Li Yan's birthday. She and Yun Shiyao promised to go to her birthday party.

"Then next week?" Si Yue asked.

"Okay." Song Hua nodded slightly.

Soon came the second day.

Song Hua came to the meeting place with Yun Shiyao, and the two went to Li Yan's birthday party together.

The Li family is also a big family in the local area.

As an only daughter, Li Yu will have a big birthday of course.

The Li family's parents are very kind, and many people come to the party.

This is the first time that Yun Shiyao has participated in such a large party after her face has recovered. Looking at the eyes of everyone, she is still a little uncomfortable, holding Song Hua's hand tightly.

"That's Miss Yun Family, right?"

"is her."

"Wow, she's so pretty!"

"Who's that next to her? She's pretty too."

"I heard that she was the adopted daughter of the Song family, but it's not anymore. She is too angry, and she actually broke up with the Song family."

Listening to these discussions, Song Hua remained calm, not only did not get angry, but comforted Yun Shiyao, "It's okay, everyone praises you for your beauty."

"Really?" Yun Shiyao asked uncertainly.

After all, the words she hears the most are, ugly girl, mouse girl.

"Really, you're good looking."

After listening to Song Hua's words, Yun Shiyao gradually calmed down.

"Song Meiren, Yaoyao, you are here!" At this moment, Li Yan came out to greet her, "Hurry up, come with me, everyone here is the same age."

The two followed Li Yan's footsteps and came to the entertainment hall.

The hall was filled with people of the same age as Li Yan.

There are men and women.

Li Yu smiled and introduced to everyone: "These are my classmates, Song Hua and Yun Shiyao. Song Meiren, Yaoyao, here are my relatives and good friends. You can play first, and I will go out for a while."

Song Hua.

Yun Shiyao.

These two people, one is the adopted daughter of the Song family who came from the countryside, and the other is an ugly girl who had lost her appearance before.

Hearing this, everyone looked at the two of them up and down, and whispered about something.

Song Hua nodded slightly, "Go get busy."

There are many entertainment facilities in the hall.

Yun Shiyao suggested, "Hey, let's go and see the darts over there."

"Well." Song Yan nodded slightly.

At the darts table, someone was already playing.

Is a pretty girl.

The posture of throwing darts is very standard, and it looks professionally trained.

Snapped!

A dart hit the nine rings, just a little bit closer to the bullseye.

"Miss Xia is amazing!"

"Miss Xia is not only beautiful, but also plays darts so beautifully."

There was immediate applause from all around.

Xia Ruyi raised her head slightly, but all of a sudden, she saw a soul-stirring face, and she was a little unhappy.

Beautiful girls will always subconsciously classify girls who are better-looking than themselves as enemies.

Who is this?

Why hasn't she seen it?

At this moment, a girl next to her whispered in her ear: "This is the adopted daughter of the Song family, Yu Tingzhi's fiancee."

Speaking of the adopted daughter of the Song family, of course she knew.

Xia Ruyi's face was instantly full of irony.

Li family's birthday party, how can anyone who is not in the stream can come in? If I had known that all the village girls in the country could come, she would not come.

It's simply a loss of identity!

Yun Shiyao picked up a dart and handed it to Song Hua, "Hua, do we want to play darts as well?"

"Okay." Song Yan nodded slightly, just as she hadn't played for a long time.

At the right time, Xia Ruyi looked at Song Hua, and said yin and yang, "Darts are not as simple as throwing stones, you country people have never even seen them, right? If you accidentally break things here, it's not you. Affordable."

Hearing this, there was a burst of laughter around.

"The Li family is really becoming more and more incapable of doing things. They let everyone in, and they are not afraid of lowering their grades." Speaking of which, the short-haired girl looked at Song Hua and continued, "Miss Song, I think you should put down your darts. Go and play in the mud."

Yun Shiyao was so angry, "Who said that Baa can't play darts! You dogs see low things!"

Xia Ruyi looked at Song Hua with a provocative look in her eyes, "Since Miss Song can play, do you dare to compare with me? The loser, how about putting on a strip show for us? "

Good morning, little fairies~

See you tomorrow~