It was already past midnight when I arrived at Wenchen Mansion, and Ji Zuo also went upstairs to get the information I needed to attend a meeting tomorrow.

Song Yancheng's residence is clean and cool, spotless and as if it were a model room. He also has a golden retriever in his family, and the dog follows his owner. Three months old is the naughty period, but he is extremely quiet like an old cadre.

Song Yancheng took off his coat and explained the matter. Ji Zuo took out his phone, and the page was still parked on the live broadcast screen. The lively anchor was still introducing new products. It was too noisy, so Ji Zuo quickly pressed to exit.

The night is like the deep sea, Song Yancheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, slowly taking off his cufflinks.

"The hospital has said hello and I have made a ward to her." Ji Zuo said.

"Call Mr. Mo at tomorrow night's dinner, don't have the driver, you can drive to pick him up yourself." Song Yancheng ignored the news, and his entire attention was still on his work, and he didn't care about the follow-up at all.

Ji Zuo was actually able to get Song Yancheng's actions - what happened at the entrance of the building just now hit a certain resonance point of his:

miserable.

Just such a little compassion made him feel compassionate and a little warmth.

Ji Zuogang wanted to sigh, but Song Yancheng said coldly: "What kind of god are you doing?"

Ji Zuo: "…"

"The day after tomorrow, the old man went to re-examination and asked her to go with her. You can't be late." Song Yancheng put the removed cufflinks on the table, "You can sign the contract with her again."

Ji Zuo: "…"

OK, I thought too much.

——

Li Zhi was much better the next day. After browsing Weibo, she finally understood the reason why Mao Feiyu went crazy last night. Both the company's "inventory" was the company's "inventory", Zou Qin was still on the tail of the hot search because of the live broadcast last night.

Mao Feiyu sent her a message, asking her to pay the bill by herself, and call her when she had a living. Li Zhi understood that he probably went to move bricks. Life still has to be lived, and he had to eat. Li Zhi laughed at herself, maybe she would be a mascot in the temple, and the money she earned was more abundant than this industry.

Hu Silan thought of it and Ji Zuo called. Compared to the last time, Li Zhi was much calmer when he saw this person. He probably guessed what was going on.

Sure enough, Ji Zuo was straight to the point, "Miss Li, I hope to continue to cooperate with you."

And with a very conscientious attitude, he increased his monthly salary of 100,000 to 120,000.

Li Zhi was clear and knew what was going on now. Although her grandmother's condition was stable, the old man was as old as a dead tree. The leaves fell for a season and the spring was missing for a year. Li Zhi always had a wish to take her grandmother abroad for heart surgery.

She agreed without hesitation.

Ji Zuo didn't hesitate and sent her a task schedule as soon as possible:

On Tuesday, I went back to my old house with Mr. Song for dinner.

On Thursday, visit the old man (note: please wear a light long dress and tie your hair).

On Friday, I will chat with the old man about the past (note: please read modern Chinese history with information).

Ji Zuo: "Miss Li, it's 10 o'clock tomorrow. Please go to Junshan Hospital with Mr. Song."

Adhering to the principle of dedication, Li Zhi arrived on time the next day. Song Yancheng had a very good sense of time and came every minute. He did not wear formal clothes today, a casual jacket with black and white plaids, with a fluffy back and handsome and refreshing eyes. Even with a good skin, Song Yancheng's temperament was really not related to the word "affinity".

Li Zhi stood aside, a little embarrassed.

Song Yancheng didn't see her and walked towards the hospital door.

When he passed by, he stopped and said unhappy, "I can't come yet."

Li Zhi was stunned, "Ah?" and then reacted that his current character was his girlfriend.

Song Yancheng suddenly raised his arm slightly, Li Zhi trotted up, and instinctively took his hand. Soon, Song Yancheng called out: "Mom."

A woman with outstanding temperament walked out of the door, with noble eyes and noble eyes, "Yancheng is here to see grandpa again."

Song Yancheng nodded.

Guan Hongyu was too lazy to deal with his smile, "It's said that there is no filial son in front of the bed for a long time, so this is really not true for you."

Even Li Zhi heard the sour provocation and sarcasm in his words, but Song Yancheng still didn't speak and had a silent face.

Guan Hongyu's eyes fell on Li Zhi, and he said sarcastically: "I am really loving, I bring you everywhere. Huh? Why don't you look like the one last time?"

Song Yancheng was still solemn, neither fighting nor defiant, but he suddenly pulled Li Zhi's hand very tightly.

Li Zhi: "..."

Is it okay, this master, you have something to do? This elder sister is so urging you, if you don’t talk back, what’s the use of grabbing my hand?

Guan Hongyu raised her chin slightly and continued, "It was the old man's kindness that he allowed you to join the board of directors. Doing your job well is the main business. There is no need to do anything else."

Her voice deliberately raised high, causing others to look back at Song Yancheng. Song Yancheng still looked like "My name is wooden man" and did not respond.

To put it very much, it is a cold-heartedness, but to put it bluntly, it is a default. And looking at Guan Hongyu's momentum, it is not the first time. Li Zhi suddenly raised his head and poked Song Yancheng's shoulder, "Is this the elder you often mention to me, right?"

Song Yancheng looked down at her, and his eyes suddenly became suspicious.

"I don't talk to you at all." Li Zhi approached him affectionately and said to Guan Hongyu with a smile: "Hello Aunt, Yancheng often praises you. You are so gentle, kind, and very good to the younger generation."

Guan Hongyu's face changed instantly, and his sharp momentum was pierced.

Li Zhi leaned his head and leaned against Song Yancheng even tighter.

Song Yancheng seemed to be open-minded and cooperated to reach out and gently embraced her.

Li Zhi looked at him with his chin and complained: "You always tease me, but you don't know which sentence you are the truth or the lies."

Song Yancheng raised his sword eyebrows lightly and replied in a gentle voice: "Okay, my fault."

Li Zhi was suddenly fucked by his seriousness, but fortunately it was fleeting.

Guan Hongyu was completely proud of her, and she was only angry.

In the past twenty years, Song Yancheng's existence has been constantly reminding her that her husband who was sleeping in the same bed had an illegitimate son. After many years of her death, she was stranded after tracing the origin and the love debt became a bad debt. Guan Hongyu only hated Song Yancheng. Over the years, he relied on his wife as a wife and treated him coldly. Song Yancheng never talked back, which relieved her anger and resentment.

Guan Hongyu stared at Li Zhi with a hinted warning.

Li Zhi turned a blind eye and still looked at Song Yancheng, with a sweet girlfriend of 100%.

Guan Hongyu left unhappily.

Li Zhi instantly closed her smile and her face almost froze. She glanced at the man beside her, cold and handsome, and unhealthy.

Li Zhi was speechless.

Can you compete for favor with a paralyzed face? This young master seems to have not yet learned it.

Li Zhi was so confused that when Song Yancheng suddenly turned his head and looked at her, he had no time to retract his gaze. First, he felt guilty, and second, he was a little angry, Li Zhi was so angry that he said, "What are you doing for being raped by me?"

Song Yancheng: "..."

He didn't seem to say a word.

Li Zhi glared, then quickly took it back, lowering her head timidly.

Song Yancheng: "..."

He began to believe that she was an actress.

Song Xingdong had just finished his rehabilitation examination and sat in a wheelchair with a big red scarf. Although he was sick, he was still wearing a spirited Zhongshan outfit. When he saw Li Zhi, he was very happy and talked to himself, recalling the bitterness and sweetness.

Starting from the hard days of childhood, to going to the countryside to help, taking college entrance exams, and starting a business. Song Xingdong was sometimes excited and sometimes slapped his thighs. Especially when talking about the part where he went to the countryside, Song Xingdong suddenly started crying again.

"Grandpa, don't be sad, life will be true only if there are regrets." Li Zhi patiently comforted and held Song Xingdong's hand.

Song Xingdong stopped crying and kept calling her: "Good kid, good kid." He said to her: "Hongyao, you have to come to see me often."

Li Zhi smiled and nodded, "Okay, you should take care of yourself."

Song Yancheng also supported Song Xingdong at the right time, "Grandpa, go slowly."

Song Xingdong's eyes were stunned and his smile was childish.

The doctors, nursing staff, and people from the Song family around them have subtle eyes that are conveyed to each other - Song Yancheng has been unpopular with the old man since he was a child. Now the situation has changed drastically and has become a favorite.

After the inspection, Song Xingdong took a bus back to his old house.

After the car body was completely away, Li Zhi let out Song Yancheng's hand, and Song Yancheng also walked away, and all the warm interpretation and noisy atmosphere came to an abrupt end.

Li Zhi turned his head and collided with Song Yancheng's eyes.

She subconsciously smiled at him.

Song Yancheng moved his eyes lightly, not even polite at all.

One hour after returning, the two sat in the back seat, which was quite quiet.

Perhaps after the work was done, Song Yancheng sat slightly relaxed. He leaned against the right window, folded his legs, and his straight pants lined slightly wrinkled, revealing a dark-colored sock at his ankle. He occasionally looked at his phone, but he didn't look down, but only looked down on the screen. He answered two calls in the middle, and listened more and said less, and it was difficult to say more than ten words in a sentence.

Li Zhi has a clue and probably knows what the situation is like.

The unpopular young man from a wealthy family was determined to compete for favor, and he could even figure out a trick like finding a grandfather's first love. But I don't know if it was a show-off or a personality, but his emotional intelligence seemed to be not as good as his IQ.

Song Yancheng suddenly turned his head and looked at her: "Is there anything wrong?"

In less than half an hour, I saw him three times.

When Li Zhi was arrested, he became calm after panic for a moment.

The two of them looked at each other, and what surprised Song Yancheng was that Li Zhi was not trembling or deliberately pleased her. She was like she was fixed, and she looked at her without hiding, but instead staring at Song Yancheng for suspicion.

Li Zhi thought enough and had a clear idea. He finally analyzed what this man was missing.

She looked at Song Yancheng, "Have you seen a movie?"

Song Yancheng: "..."

"It's "The Legend of Zhen Huan"." Li Zhi said sincerely: "If you have time, you can take a look. But don't substitute yourself."

——You are Xia Changzai in the script, and you can't survive the second episode.

I'm afraid you will feel inferior.

The author has something to say: Li Zhi: Ask President Song to watch "The Legend of Zhen Huan", "Story of Yanxi Palace" and "The Legend of Jinzhi", and write a 10,000-word review.

Song Yancheng:...
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