Facing his father, Song Jie wanted to show off to him, but after thinking about it, he thought it would be better to forget it.

He can understand a successful businessman who can stick to his post and make his business prosperous and earn money to give them a wealthy life, but he dare not ask for too much.

Song Cheng looked at his youngest son's taciturn appearance and his hands stopped slightly.

Speaking of it.

If it weren't for a coincidence, they wouldn't have the chance to sit at a dining table to eat.

He really wanted to tell Song Jie that if he had time, he would go to the scene to see it.

But considering the schedule arranged by the secretary, this sentence cannot be said.

The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.

"come on."

After thinking for a long time, he could only say one sentence.

"Thanks."

Song Jie nodded and expressed his gratitude to his dear father.

Song Shen glanced at his father, then at Song Jie, and couldn't help but kick Anya.

"Hmm? Ah! It tastes good! It tastes delicious!"

Anya, who woke up from a dream, smiled brightly and looked at the three people present.

After discovering that all three of them had surprised faces.

Her expression suddenly collapsed and she said to Song Shen dissatisfied: "Brother! You have something to say!"

"You have ruined the vegetables so much. Can't I remind you? It's shameful to waste food."

Song Shen used his eyes to signal the plate of food that was ruined by Anya.

In fact, he just wanted to change the topic and dispel the awkward air on the dining table.

"I just love to eat this."

Anya was extremely ladylike, but she quickly wiped out the food on the plate and wiped her pink lips with a napkin, "I'm full, please continue."

This guy actually retreated directly from the family dinner.

Song Cheng frowned slightly, "What are you doing?"

"I have an appointment with your niece."

Anya bowed slightly to Song Cheng, "Sir, your daughter will leave for the time being."

After saying that.

No matter what Song Cheng reacted, he walked out of the door opened by the servant.

"This girl is getting bigger and smaller." Song Shen stood up and tried to chase him, but was stopped by Song Cheng.

"Forget it, let her go."

"...Dad." Song Shen hesitated for a moment and slowly sat back.

Song Cheng shook his head and said, "She looks more like your mother and has a stubborn personality."

Bang!

The crisp sound of the knife and fork on the dining plate.

Song Jie stood up suddenly, looked at his father and brother, stared at the boss, and said heavily: "I'm full!"

"Little Jie!" Song Shen frowned, "What are you messing around again!"

"I'm stuffed."

Song Jie repeated it and picked up the schoolbag next to him, "I'm back to school, and my classmates are waiting for me."

"Little Jie!"

Song Shen was not willing to let the hard-won family dinner end, so he stepped forward and grabbed Song Jie's arm, "Is there still a dish served? Can you eat something? You are growing."

His voice softened unconsciously.

"I have eaten enough, thank you brother." A hint of alienation was revealed in Song Jie's light pink pupils.

Song Shen didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Go, go back. Is your classmate named Li Xiang right? It's better to be close to him."

Song Cheng's voice sounded.

Song Shen turned his head and looked at his father who was still calm and calm, sitting like a bell, hesitated for a moment and let go of his hand.

"Goodbye brother, dad." Song Jie nodded from them and left the gate.

No head turned back.

“…”

Song Shen sat back in his seat silently.

"They two siblings are still worried about your mother's serious illness."

Song Cheng put down the knife and fork, wiped off the debris from his mouth, and sighed, "It's my responsibility, there's nothing to argue about."

"dad."

Song Shen couldn't help but say, "But Xiaoya and the others can't let it go all the time!"

Others don’t know, but he doesn’t know yet?

My good sister once lost confidence in men and turned to the woman's arms.

The younger brother Song Jie was taciturn and left home at the age of eleven and returned to his mother's city to go to school.

I have been much cheerful in recent years and have talked too much.

"It's time for two years. After two years, Xiaoya's health will be solved."

Song Cheng pushed the plate in front of him to Song Shen, "They two siblings have no good fortune, we can eat, it's okay."

"Okay." Song Shen nodded as he looked at his father who was getting older and had deep nasolabial folds.
Chapter completed!