Mrs. Yan looked at her granddaughter lovingly, without any of her previous aura towards everyone, and she looked just like usual.
"I'm too busy during this period. How about grandma compensate our family Zhaozhao after this period of time?"
Song Zhaoning immediately happily acted coquettishly with her grandma.
"This is what grandma said. I have to think carefully about what I want, and I won't allow grandma to regret it."
Although Song Zhaoning is the only girl in the family, she has not been Spoiled and without any airs.
"Okay, grandma promises you."
"You know how to ask your grandma for things. If the house is short, you can still use the food."
Although Song Zhize also knew that he had wronged his sister during this period, his words were owed.
"You brat, are you going to lecture your sister again? I won't beat you until I hit you."
Song's father glared at Song Zhize fiercely.
"Look, here you are saying that I, grandma, dad and uncle will not let you go. I have a backing, but you don't."
Make faces at Song Zhize.
Everyone watched the two brothers and sisters bickering, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot, at least it was no longer as oppressive as before.
"Xiaoyuan, please sit next to Zhaozhao."
Originally Nan Jingyuan was sitting in a remote place. He knew that those were the girl's family members, so although he felt a little uncomfortable, But I still held back.
Song’s mother spoke and allowed Nan Jingyuan to sit next to Song Zhaoning. Nan Jingyuan thanked her gratefully.
"Zhaozhao, why don't you introduce me to grandma?"
Mrs. Yan knew about him, and he asked her granddaughter to protect her at all costs, and she heard that whenever he was injured, she The baby at home was also injured and in pain.
OK, she wants to take a good look today.
"Hello, old lady, my name is Nan Jingyuan, and I am Zhaozhao's friend."
He did not talk about his relationship with the girl. He is not worthy of such a beautiful girl. , but he really wants to have her.
Seeing that the girl didn't speak, Nan Jingyuan couldn't help clenching his hands, and his heart was surging even more.
"Oh? Just friends?"
Old Mrs. Yan's eyes were sharp. He actually refused to admit his relationship with Zhao Zhao. Could it be that Zhao Zhao was chasing him?
As soon as this idea came out, Mrs. Yan's eyes became even colder, and she was even more oppressive towards Nan Jingyuan.
"Grandma, is he my boyfriend? You can't bully him."
Song Zhaoning saw that her grandmother was looking at Nan Jingyuan, and she was afraid of scaring Nan Jingyuan. Quickly make a rescue.
"Silly girl, he didn't admit that he was your boyfriend? He didn't even dare to admit the relationship, how can he do it in the future? He's not a scumbag, right?"
"Grandma"
"A Yuan said this because he was afraid that you would say something about me. How can he be a scumbag? If you don't believe me, ask my mother, she has investigated me."
Song Zhaoning quickly hugged Mrs. Yan’s arm, coquettishly.
She looked at Mother Song and waited for the affirmative answer before she felt relieved.
After saying this, Nan Jingyuan glanced at Song Zhaoning in disbelief. He didn't say anything, but his girl trusted him so much.
She even knows what she is thinking about.
"Zhao Zhao"
He called Song Zhaoning in a low voice.
The girl's soft little hand held his little finger to reassure him.
After chatting, the family hadn’t had a meal together for a long time.
After finishing the meal, Song Zhaoning went to find Song Zhize.
"Brother, haven't you chatted with Brother Bai Ying recently?"
Song Zhize has been in the study and has not rested for several days.
"Don't worry about adult matters, just go to school, okay."
He rubbed Song Zhaoning's little head.
This time, Song Zhaoning did not argue with Song Zhize.
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"Brother, go to bed quickly, or I will sue you for bullying me."
"I'm not tired, you can go out and play with your Nan Jingyuan, I don’t have time to play with you, I just swipe my credit card and my brother pays for whatever I want.”
It’s not that he doesn’t want to rest, but now there is less and less time for them.
"Mom and Dad..."
Before the words could be spoken, Song Zhize covered his mouth.
"Ancestor, little ancestor, don't ask me to sleep."
Song Zhize finally went to sleep obediently, knowing that his sister was doing it for his own good, and that he was really I'm tired and need to rest.
When Song Zhize returned to the room and lay on the bed, Song Zhaoning took out her mobile phone and took a photo of Song Zhize sleeping and sent it to Bai Ying.
[Brother Bai Ying, don’t worry, my brother is sleeping. ]
Knowing that she was not the only one who was worried about her brother, Song Zhaoning reported to Bai Ying without hesitation.
Song Zhaoning did not look at her chat box and kept typing for a long time before she received a sentence from Bai Ying: "Is he okay?" ]
[Maybe things are a bit tricky. My brother has been quite tired recently. Don’t worry, I’ve already asked him to go to bed. 】
At this moment, Bai Ying felt relieved. He knew what kind of temper his Aze had. If it was not an urgent matter, he would take advantage of it better than anyone else.
[Thank you, help me take a good look at itAze. ]
After saying that, Bai Ying put down his phone. He couldn't care about that much now.
The current situation is still unclear, but the Shen family has begun to take action. Aze's side is also being targeted. I don't know what the people behind the scenes want, and I don't know what they want. What is the purpose of.
But the purpose revealed so far is that neither the Yan family nor the Song family will have a good time. If this matter is a trap designed for him, then his Aze will be just a person who will be implicated at most. That's all, but if it's anything else, it's really hard to figure out.
Bai Ying sat at his desk, thinking about the connection between these days.
"Boss, it has been arranged. When will we leave?"
"Now"
Bai Ying walked out of the office without Aze. During this period of time, he felt that time passed too slowly, which was exactly what he said: "One day without seeing each other is like three autumns."
He couldn't imagine what kind of suffering he would be without Aze.
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Nan Jingyuan was arranged next to Song Zhaoning's room. He thought of the way the girl defended him just now, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He stood up, his eyes were gentle, his girl was always so beautiful.
The sun shines through the window, and his face is illuminated by the sun, and even his hair has a soft aura.
"Dong dong dong"
"Enter"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a petite figure sneaking in.
"You are mean to me"
One sentence stunned Nan Jingyuan's CPU. When did he be mean to her? Who doesn't know that Song Zhaoning is his little ancestor? .
Even when he spoke to the little girl, he was reluctant to speak louder. How could he be cruel to her, but this still did not affect his admission of his mistake.
"I'm sorry, Zhao Zhao, don't be angry."
The young man stood there at a loss against the light. Even if it was a lie, as long as Song Zhaoning said it was him, then it would be It's his fault.
Now, the sullen Song Zhaoning no longer dared to tease him. What should he do if he was really sad for a while.
"Okay, just teasing you."
She took Nan Jingyuan's hand and sat down, hugging Nan Jingyuan's waist.
"A Yuan, you said that they didn't tell me about such a big thing this time, but I'm really worried about them."
The girl who was lively outside just now, Only in front of him did she show this fragile look.
The innocent little princess who lives in fairy tales has grown up. If they hide it from her, she will pretend not to know anything.
"It will be okay, Zhao Zhao, everything will be fine."
Nan Jingyuan hugged his little girl distressedly, his Zhao ZhaoShe has really endured too much. Whether it is for her family or herself, she has always used her own way to protect the people she cares about.
Song Zhaoning hugged Nan Jingyuan and cried for a long time before she stopped. She didn't want them to worry, and regarded Nan Jingyuan as a place where she could take off her disguise.