He smiled at her, his hair was a little greasy, maybe because of the pressure recently, he crushed his back and couldn't straighten his waist, and he humbly pleased him.

"Are you okay?" Song Fengwan's tone was cold, as if he was talking to a stranger.

A cold sense of strangeness.

Song Jingren's heart seemed to be grabbed by someone. He remembered that when Song Fengwan saw him, he always smiled and hugged him and called him dad.

"Wanwan, I just want to see you." He clenched the milk tea in his hand.

"Then now you see it, can you leave?" Song Fengwan turned around and left.

Song Jingren took a big step to block her way, "Have a meal together at noon?"

"I've made an appointment with someone."

"What about that night?" Song Jingren pursued him relentlessly.

“There’s an appointment too.”

Seeing her cold attitude, Song Jingren thought she was deliberately perfunctory to him. From beginning to end, she never saw him. In the middle of winter, a basin of cold water poured on her head and her whole body was cold.

"That..." He had something to say, hesitated, and still spoke, "Do you know your mother's new number?"

The company is in danger, and the bank's people are already blocked. He has no way out and can only ask Qiao Aiyun.

"I just asked her for something."

"Can you tell me the phone number?"

He was almost begging, and he reached out to pull Song Fengwan's clothes, bent his waist, and almost knelt down for her.

Song Fengwan raised his arm and shook his hand away.

He just said coldly, "You are blocking my way."

After she said that, she bypassed him and left directly.

Song Jingren was hit on his shoulder and his body staggered. Seeing Song Fengwan gradually drifting away, his heart was sore and astringent.

When he came to his senses and chased him out, Song Fengwan was gone.

He searched nearby for a long time and finally saw her in a restaurant.

She was inside, and he could only stand outside and watch.

In an ordinary small restaurant, Yan Wangchuan was pouring water for her. She held the water cup and kept smiling at him.

Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Aiyun sat on one side, while Song Fengwan was an old lady. Although she was very old, her nose and mouth were somewhat similar to Yan Wangchuan, so she must be his mother.

Four people sat in one place, like a family.

Song Jingren looked at them talking and laughing, and his heart seemed to be thrown to the ground, repeatedly crushing and pulling, and even breathing hurt.

All of this should have belonged to him.

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Yan Wangchuan accommodated Song Fengwan and chose the nearest restaurant. It was not large in size and was all just ordinary fried rice.

"Hello Grandma Yan." After Song Fengwan went in, he behavedly called someone.

Originally, Yan Wangchuan was sitting next to the old lady, but was sent away by him. She pulled Song Feng down and said, "Be good, be by my grandma, you look so beautiful. Ai Yun, it looks very similar to you."

Song Fengwan lowered his head and said nothing.

"Look at your little hand, you're so cold, you'll have to study hard." The old lady repeatedly touched her little hand.

"fine."

"I just said that the climate in your Yuncheng is not good. You haven't been to Nanjiang yet?"

"No." Maybe Qiao Aiyun was guilty and felt sorry for the Yan family. His territory was in Nanjiang, so she naturally would not take her daughter there.

"Nanjiang is very fun. How many days will you spend with your grandma when you finish the college entrance examination?"

Song Feng laughed but said nothing.

"Nanjiang University is not bad, and South America is not bad, so go there to study for college."

Yan Wangchuan was a little nervous when he saw Song Fengwan, "Mom, it's a bit early to say this now."

"It's not too early. When you get married and Ai Yun and settle down in Nanjiang, you can still throw away your children. You have to consider everything."

Song Fengwan lowered his head and didn't dare to speak. How dare she say that her first choice was Beijing Academy of Fine Arts.

"If you two want to move out or have children in the future, Wanwan will live with me and I will help you take care of you."

Qiao Aiyun was choked directly by a mouthful of tea.

Song Fengwan was even more stunned?

Brother and sister? She has never thought of such a thing.

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Many people want to have a child with senior brother and Ms. Qiao...

I just want to say one thing, have you ever thought about how old this child is?
Chapter completed!