Transmigrated as the Tortured Female Lead’s Daughter

Chapter 173 I really don't care about Lu Shanhe

Song Chen put on his leather shoes and was about to drive to the crew to drop by.

For the sake of delivering fruit cakes every once in a while, Lu Shanhe was too lazy to expel him recently, and only warned him not to get too close to Gu Manxi, which made his life suspicious.

Song Chen went downstairs and passed the large garden full of life at home. A loud voice called to him, "Stop."

Song Chen stopped, Jun's face was a little helpless.

He turned around, bowed to the old man in the gazebo, and greeted: "Grandpa."

In the garden, there is a modern pavilion supported by grape trellis, with bunches of green grapes hanging on the branches, and the sun is full of greenery. The old man was lying leisurely on the bench, pulling a green grape and smashing it: "Get over here for me."

Song Chen sighed and walked over.

The old man Song was full of white hair, and he was in high spirits. His sharp and shrewd eyes had accumulated over the years, as if he could see through any disguise. Old Man Song narrowed his eyes: "What's the matter with you and that kid from the Lu family? The old lady Lu called me yesterday and scolded me, saying that you go to her good grandson's crew every day to make trouble."

Song Chen raised his eyebrows: "Nothing."

Mr. Song touched his chin and beard and said, "You asked Assistant Song to deliver things to the Lu Shanhe crew every three or five minutes, and you went to the crew every three or five minutes-I saw you dressed up again through the binoculars just now."

Song Chen was very calm: "The group has invested heavily in Lu Shanhe's film projects, and I will follow the progress at any time."

Reason, sounding.

The speed of Mr. Song's beard brushing increased, staring at his most proud baby grandson, shaking his head, and sighing: "You tell the truth, I don't blame you. I have never seen any big storms in my life, Mr. You don't like either of the misses and you on a blind date. That Miss Cheng is just a decoration, and I can see that too. "

Song Chen said, "Grandpa's wisdom is extraordinary. Cheng Qingyun's engagement with me is just a delay."

When Song Chen agreed to get engaged to Cheng Qingyun, firstly, it was out of repayment, and secondly, it was because of the endless blind dates of the clan elders.

Just listening to Old Man Song's long lament, it seemed that he finally accepted the reality: "That boy Lu Shanhe is young and talented, and the movies he made are very good. He made "Love and Love" back then, oh my, the old man, I read it over and over again. "

Song Chen always felt that there was something in his grandfather's words.

I just heard Master Song say slowly, "You like this kid Lu Shanhe. Grandpa thinks about it and can accept it."

Song Chen: ? ? ?

Song Chen: ! ! !

The world can be learned, the sun and the moon are conscientious, I have no interest in that kid with the surname Lu!

"Grandpa's eyes are not blind, the Song family is broken, and it's my fault." The old man Song sighed, his eyes full of vicissitudes, "I should have stared at your father and let him have more children. Hey, it won't be reduced to Lian Zeng. The grandson can't hold it either."

Song Chen: "Grandpa, I really don't mean that to Lu Shanhe."

Mr. Song waved his hand in the attitude of someone who came over: "Okay, don't hide it. It's my 80th birthday in half a month, and I will send an invitation to Lu Shanhe. As for Miss Cheng, don't hang people's girls, The marriage contract should be annulled."

Song Chen was one big and two big, and wanted to explain. Grandpa, don't think about it, in fact, you already have a well-behaved and lovely great-grandson.

Old Master Song grabbed a few green grapes and smashed them over, telling him to get out.

Song Chen rolled away depressed, secretly planning to bring Chu Chu over when his grandfather's 80th birthday was over.

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