Song Nianchen looked at the legendary uncle with curiosity, then looked at the mother who had been taught a lesson and remained silent.
She took out the handsome handmade doll from her bag, walked up to Song Mobei, and held her head high: "Hello uncle, I am your nephew Chenchen, and this is the gift I brought you.
Song Nianchen scratched his head, frowned, and tried to recall what Lu Jingchen said last night.
Suddenly, his brows furrowed, his eyes lit up, and he continued: "Daddy will be mommy's support for the rest of her life."
Song Qingyou lowered his head and glanced at Song Nianchen, a hint of admiration and emotion flashed in his eyes.
When Song Mobei was sullen, those who dared to negotiate terms with him were all warriors to Song Qingyou.
A childish voice sounded.
Song Mobei looked down at the cute little baby in front of him, squatted down and asked, "Are you Chenchen?"
I had heard from my father before that when Song Qingyou was transferred to City S three years ago, he adopted a little boy for special reasons.
But never seen it.
"Yeah, my name is Song Nianchen.
This is a handmade doll I made based on Mommy's description of my uncle.
Uncle, please see if it looks like you."
Song Nianchen thrust the doll into Song Mobei's hand, looking like he was taking credit.
When Song Qingyou lowered his head and saw the doll in Song Mobei's hand, he felt excited all over.
He involuntarily retreated behind Gu Rou, looked at Song Nianchen's back, and secretly cursed: Brat, why are you so realistic?
Song Mobei's face softened somewhat due to Song Nianchen's appearance.
After seeing the doll in his hand, his handsome face sank again.
In his hand, there was a handmade doll at the moment.
Not to mention the dark skin all over the body, what made people even more angry was that the skin on the doll's face was several times darker than other parts.
If the little cute baby hadn't told him to follow his instructions, He thought it was a black man from Africa.
So in the past three years, this is how Song Qingyou described himself Looking at Song Mobei who was silent, Song Nianchen asked tentatively: "Don't you like it, uncle?"
I clearly remember my mother saying that my uncle likes to have a dark face.
Could it be that what I have done is not black enough?
Song Mobei raised his head and glanced at Song Qingyou who was hiding behind Gu Rou, his eyes twinkling, and replied: "I like it, how could I not like it?"
There was a gnashing of teeth in the voice that wanted to eat Song Qingyou alive.
Song Nianchen raised his head and glanced at Song Mobei, a trace of doubt flashing in his eyes.
But how come you don’t like your expression now?
Since entering the study, Song Rong has been standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out the window without speaking.
Lu Jingchen also stood quietly behind him, showing no trace of impatience or making any noise to disturb him.
Song Rong looked at the yard downstairs, and Song Qingyou's childhood figure suddenly appeared in his mind.
When she was a child, she liked to read, draw, and play in the yard.
Ever since she was a child, Song Qingyou has been extremely naughty, but her grades have been exceptionally good.
At the age of fourteen, she suddenly made up her mind to study diplomacy abroad.
At that time, I was surprised by her decision, because she had always been only interested in financial things since she was a child.
I still remember the night before going abroad, when I asked her why she suddenly chose to go abroad to study diplomacy, she thought for a moment, then held her hand and said: "Protecting our country and our country is an unshirkable responsibility for you and your eldest brother, and I only I want to protect you well.
Being an excellent diplomat and handling international relations will go a long way.
By doing so, we can avoid unnecessary sacrifices.
The men of the Song family have always stood firm, fearing no life or death, and no fear of sacrifice, but for my mother and me, you are our support and cannot be sacrificed.
What we have to do is to try to avoid more sacrifices and avoid more family misfortunes.
"I will spend my time just for you
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