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Published at 3rd of May 2023 06:51:21 AM


Chapter 65

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It was getting late and the lights were on. At the most traffic jam in the capital city, Song Yi sat in the back seat of Passat, leaning against the window and squinting at the pedestrians.

Uncle Liu, who was driving, stopped talking. He couldn't hold back at the door of the house immediately. He laughed at Song Yi through the rearview mirror, "young master, you and the young master who cares for your family..."

Song Yi eyebrows loose, curved lip corner, "what's wrong with us?"

Uncle Liu coughed, "I won't tell you what happened today."

"Thank you, uncle Liu." Song Yiting is surprised. Uncle Liu has been fighting with fourth master Shen for decades. He is his confidant. Unexpectedly, he will keep secret from him.

Liu Shufu sighed, and his tone was sad. "The fourth master used to be the head of the company. He had hundreds of people under his hand. He was busy outside all day and all night. Now he is old and idle at home. He can only watch the younger generation rise one by one. I know the pain in his heart."

Song Yi was very clear that people like Shen Siye were very influential when they were young. When they were old, they could only drink tea and raise flowers at home. When they were old, they couldn't be reconciled, and their desire to control their work was transferred to the younger generation.

Uncle Liu said: "the fourth master has no malice to the young master. Don't take it to heart, young master."

Song Yi smiles, "I know, thank you uncle Liu, I will try to make the fourth master accept Gu Xingchuan."

Uncle Liu stopped and laughed. "I think the childe who cares for his family is very good. The first time I see such a handsome one, the long one is the same as the one drawn. It looks like a special match for you."

"We look good together?"

Just looking at the appearance, Song Yi and Gu Xingchuan are different. The former is a well-dressed cover figure of financial magazine, and the latter is a fashion model of fashion man. One is elegant and the other is sharp.

Liu Shu nodded and said with a smile, "when I was young, I was a scout, and I was very accurate in judging people. Master Gu's temperament and character are very suitable for you. If you want to find a partner, you have to find a person with complementary personality, so that you can live a pleasant life."

Song Yi blinked a few times and was very happy in his heart. He used to look for a sensible and docile spouse for himself, which sounds very good. But if he wants to live a real life, there are endless frictions in his life. Like Song Yi, he keeps all his unhappiness in his heart and gradually accumulates more contradictions. Finally, he still breaks up in one beat and loses both.

Although Gu Xingchuan is not in line with any of his views on mate selection, it is just the opposite of his personality and co-ordination.

After taking a bath, Song Yi lies on the bed in her pajamas. She is about to send Gu Xingchuan a message saying good night when a familiar phone number pops in.

[mom]

he looked at the mobile phone screen with half squint eyes. The clear screen was pale yellow under the warm yellow bedside lamp. He waited for a few seconds, and his white full fingertip pressed the answer button.

"What can I do for you?" Song Yi asked without any waves.

Zhao Hongyan said in a low voice: "I just coax Xiao Li to sleep, want to ask you, those reporters didn't do you how?"

"I'm fine."

Zhao Hongyan was silent for a moment. "Xiaoyi, I know that you have a complaint against me. I was wrong first, but I pulled you so much that I didn't do my duty. I didn't let you freeze, and no one let you starve, so that you could go to school frugally..."

Song Yi interrupted her, too understand Zhao Hongyan, "if you have something to say, don't beat around the bush."

"I..." Zhao Hongyan hesitated and whispered, "do you remember the medical accident I had a few years ago?"

Song Yi didn't speak, but her breathing rhythm was indifferent. She pressed the hands-free mobile phone and threw it on the head of the bed. She turned off the desk lamp with her hands out and looked at the bright stars outside the window with her arms on her pillow.

Zhao Hongyan couldn't get a response, so he had to brazen on: "the family members of the patient blocked our door. They wanted to smash them. They asked me to pay five million compensation. Otherwise, they would go to the court to sue me and let me sit in the prison. I really had no place to go, so I hid in your apartment with Xiao Li."

"Just now they called me again and asked me to sell my organs. If I died, they would have to give them five million dollars. Otherwise, they would have me pay for my life. I wanted to call the police, but I was worried that things would become big. I really didn't know what to do."

Song Yi closed her eyes, pinched the bridge of her nose and said, "I give you one last suggestion. It's your best choice to call the police."

"Xiaoyi, I don't want to go to jail." "Zhao Hongyan is still alive for more than ten years

"Xiaoyi, can't you help me?"

"I can't help you."

Zhao Hongyan couldn't speak. For a long time, Ai Ai said, "Xiaoyi I'm sorry you are true, but you can have today's achievements, have your own credit, but you can't forget my kindness to you. If I don't provide you with X play, can you make so much money? Now you are so rich, your grandfather dotes on you, and you still have Xiao Gu. Five million yuan is not much to you. "

Song Yi laughed. Zhao Hongyan did not change at all. She said with a low smile: "first of all, you did not raise me, and my achievements have nothing to do with you. Secondly, I do have five million, but I will not help you, because you violate the law, and only the law can protect you."Zhao Hongyan was very angry. "Xiaoyi, you are too cruel. I can accept you if you hate me again, but you can't obliterate my credit. Can you have today without me?"

Looking at the white ceiling, Song Yi was even more smiling and said calmly, "Auntie, I thank the angel who threw the mine: the author's fat time is on my head; thank the angel who irrigates [nutrient solution]:

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