"Okay, okay, go back to your room, wash up, and then come down to eat.
I'll ask Mother Wu to tidy up your room for you.
I'll go to the study to call your dad.
"Um."
Song Qingyou finished taking a shower, put on casual home clothes, and went downstairs to the living room.
Apart from the servants, she didn't see her parents in the living room, so she went to her father's study.
"Dad."
Song Qingyou opened the door and shouted to his father who was practicing calligraphy with a pen.
"Back."
Song Rong glanced at his daughter and put down the brush in his hand.
"Um."
Song Qingyou helped Song Rong sit down on the chair next to him, then sat on the carpet, curled his legs, and gently rested his head on his legs.
When Song Rong was forty-five years old, Gu Rou became pregnant with Song Qingyou.
She was considered a daughter of old age and she doted on this daughter very much.
The commander-in-chief of the military region, who had always been selfless and decisive, became a perfect slave in front of his daughter.
Song Qingyou has been loved by thousands of people since she was a child, but she has never developed the arrogance and domineering attitude of a young lady.
Although she was always naughty and constantly playing pranks when she was young, she was still in a measured and harmless manner.
When she was a child, whenever she was in a bad mood, Song Qingyou liked to lean on Song Rong's legs quietly like this, seeking comfort.
"Let's go see Guanqing again."
Song Rong raised his hand and rubbed Song Qingyou's hair, and asked in a low voice.
Thinking that every time my daughter came back, she would go to Xishan Cemetery first, and then look at her precious daughter who was in a low mood, and she couldn't help but sigh.
Ye Guanqing and Song Mobei were about the same age.
They were both children who grew up in the same yard.
They had protected Song Qingyou since they were young.
She had always treated him as her son-in-law and never thought that an accident would happen three years ago.
And my daughter also changed her temper after that, and even left the capital and went to S city.
"Well, let's go see if he's okay."
"Since it's so painful, why don't you try to let it go?"
Looking at her thin daughter, Song Rong felt a little distressed.
Song Rong never understood why Ye Guanqing's death caused such great harm to her daughter, causing her personality to change drastically three years ago.
After Ye Chaoyang was transferred to City S, she even gave up her great career in the capital despite her family's objections.
In the future, I will go to City S to be a temporary deputy mayor.
Now three years later, I still miss it so much.
"It's not that I can't let go, I just miss her a little bit."
Song Qingyou said in a low voice.
"You should understand that the last thing Guan Qing wants to see is you like this."
"I know" "People should look forward and not live in the past.
Go out for a walk if you have nothing to do.
Don't trap yourself in a circle."
"I see."
"This is the phone number your mother asked me to give to you."
Song Rong took a piece of paper from the desk drawer and put it in Song Qingyou's hand.
"Well" Song Qingyou looked up at the note in his hand.
Juanxiu's handwriting was exactly that of his mother.
There was nothing on it except the phone number.
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"Your Aunt Mei's friend has a very good son who has reached marriageable age and has yet to have a girlfriend.
She heard that you were coming back in the next two days and wanted you to go and see him and get to know each other."
Song Rong looked at Looking at Song Qingyou's puzzled expression, he explained slowly.
Song Qingyou: The conversation was obviously going well, but why did it suddenly turn to this point?
Are you still comforting me?
Song Qingyou was a little surprised by her father's sudden move.
Her parents had never asked about her relationship, so how could she suddenly think of arranging a blind date for herself and spend all her time just for you?
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