"What are you doing standing here? Whose car is that?"
A stern voice suddenly appeared behind her, causing the young maid to turn pale with fright, and hurriedly lowered her head and replied in a trembling voice, "Uncle Zhang, that, that car belongs to Mr. Song. He came to see Miss Song again, I see If you are not here, I will help entertain you."
"Is it?"
Uncle Zhang squinted his eyes and stared at her for two seconds.
Then his tone softened, "Okay, let's go to work."
"Okay, okay, Uncle Zhang."
She lowered her head and walked so fast that she didn't notice. Uncle Zhang's seemingly gentle smile slowly receded, his eyes were extremely cold and stern.
"Come on."
Holding the thermos cup, he ordered lightly, "Go and check on her."
"elder brother."
In the Song family, Song Jingwan dropped the things in her hands and ran out the moment she heard the car engine start.
Her voice was clear and gentle, and her eyes showed endless joy and dependence.
"Brother, are you back? Are you tired at work? I went shopping with my mother today and bought you a shirt~ You can try it later to see if it fits!"
Song Wenchuan was exhausted both physically and mentally, he pinched the center of his brows.
I wanted to refuse, but when I looked up, I saw Song Jingwan's expression.
She wanted to touch herself, but she looked very cautious, making her look extremely pitiful.
In this family, she is no longer the rich young lady who used to rely on her parents' love and do whatever she wanted. Now, the family has a younger daughter who is more favored than her.
After making a fuss and crying, he grew up overnight.
He opened his mouth, and Song Jingwan quickly sensed his impatience.
Disappointment flashed across her eyes, but she still forced a smile and said, "Brother must be very tired, right? Then go back to your room and rest quickly. There's no rush to try on clothes. It's not too late to try again after you've rested..."
"Not tired."
Song Wenchuan interrupted her, "Go in, don't stand outside."
Hearing these words, Song Jingwan's eyes lit up little by little. There was an air of joy all over his body, and he walked briskly.
She trotted to Song Wenchuan's side.
"Brother, are you hungry?"
"Not hungry."
"Oh... that's all right. Brother, did you encounter anything interesting in the company today?"
"By the way, I bought the shirt with my own film salary~ I was also very low-key in the film crew, and I didn't forget to study. Brother, don't worry, I will definitely get into the ideal university this time for the college entrance examination!"
She seemed much more lively, and for some reason, Song Wenchuan thought of Song Yaoyao immediately.
However, that girl would not talk so much nonsense to him like Song Jingwan.
"Um."
He responded in a low voice.
Zhou Manli was sitting on the sofa unpacking, when she saw Song Wenchuan coming in, her expression drooped.
"I heard from your father that you didn't go to the company today, where did you go? Are you going to look for that dead-"
"mom… "
"Mother!"
Song Wenchuan was startled slightly, and turned his head.
Song Jingwan had clean eyes and a firm tone.
"Mom, don't talk about Yaoyao like that in the future. In fact, Yaoyao is a very good person. I, I did a lot of wrong things because I wanted to take over your mother's favor, and I framed it up for Yaoyao. I hate her more and more. If you really want to blame, you can blame me!"
She clenched her fists and her voice became lower and lower.
Song Wenchuan was confused, what happened to Song Jingwan
At the beginning, it was nothing more than a reconciliation with Song Yaoyao, but now she is still saying such things in front of Zhou Manli.
Did she really change