Song Wen thought for a while, then suddenly said, intending to change the topic.
Hearing the word Mi Lan, Song Jiamu's expression changed.
"Wen Xin, you are still young, so you don't need to rush to work! The school can help you contact a better school outside the city." Song Jiamu said while driving.
He loves his sister so much, he doesn't want Wen Xin to be an assistant.
"I don't want to go to school anymore. I'm fine now. I believe that my dream of becoming a designer will come true step by step. Brother, you should support me, right?" Hearing what Song Jiamu said, Song Wen's heart warmed... Then he continued.
"No matter what decision you make, your brother, I will support you." Song Jiamu nodded, then freed one hand, and patted Song Wenxin's shoulder, "Come on."
Song Wenxin nodded, but her eyes couldn't help but feel hot...
In this world, the only people who are willing to support her unconditionally are her family members.
...
Before going home, Song Wenxin and Song Jiamu made an agreement not to tell Song's father and mother about her dropout, so as not to worry them.
When I got home, my parents were busy making dinner in the kitchen.
Song Wenxin and Song Jiamu were sitting in the living room watching TV, which happened to be broadcasting the weather forecast.
The forecast says it will snow tonight.
Song Wenxin glanced outside the balcony of the living room, the sky is gray now, it looks like it's really going to snow.
I don't know how Jiang Beihan will spend New Year's Day tonight...
He should live with Shangguan, right
Thinking about it, Song Wenxin pursed her lips, a look of disappointment flashed across her face...
...
In the evening, Song Fu and Song Mu prepared a large table of rich meals.
The family was happily having dinner in the restaurant when the cell phone in Song Wen's pocket suddenly rang.
She got up, went to the living room, opened her bag, and took out her phone.
The call was from Jiang Beihan.
She turned and glanced at the restaurant behind her before answering the phone.
"Hello?"
"Song Wenxin, where have you been?" Jiang Beihan's voice came from the phone, asking angrily.
He didn't like the feeling of not seeing her when he came back!
...
"I'm home..." Song Wenxin replied honestly.
"Which house?" he asked back.
"My mother's house..." Song Wenxin replied helplessly, didn't she go back to her mother's house every time she went home, did he need to ask on purpose.
...
At this time, the villa in the middle of the mountain.
Jiang Beihan held the phone, and frowned after hearing her answer.
Back home again
Why does she like to run to her mother's house so much
"Song Wenxin, in this kind of festival, shouldn't you be more with your husband at home?!" He said dissatisfied.
"Aren't you accompanied by someone..." Song Wen said with a sour taste in his heart.
"Are you jealous?" After hearing her words, Jiang Beihan's thin lips slightly curled up into a smirk...
Was she referring to the Shangguan who accompanied her
So, she's jealous now
"No, I didn't put vinegar in my dishes today." Song Wenxin quickly denied.
She is not jealous!
"Song Wenxin, I'll give you a chance. Come back before eight o'clock, and I'll give you a chance to have a candlelight dinner with me alone!" Jiang Beihan curled his lips, and then said slowly!
...
"I don't want... I don't like candlelight dinners, so go eat with Shangguan!" Jiang Beihan's words made Song Wenxin feel uncomfortable.