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Song Qinrong has no feelings for this cheap dad.
But he is grandma¡¯s biological son after all.
Based on this, Song Qinrong still asked politely: "Is it serious?"
Zhao Shuying said "Yeah": "Your father went to the company early this morning. At the entrance of the company, he was beaten up by a group of people who came out of nowhere, put sacks on them! Now"
"Swollen into a pig's head?" Song Qinrong was able to answer the question.
Zhao Shuying was silent for a moment: "Yes"
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It is a familiar technique.
Song Qinrong narrowed her eyes.
They are definitely the same group of people.
But who is it? To actually let Song Hongyang and Xu Xiaonan, two people who are incompatible with each other, be provoked at the same time?
Thinking of this, a tall and tall figure appeared in Song Qinrong's mind.
Could it bethat it was him?
Song Qinrong hesitated for a moment, then took out her mobile phone and sent a message back to the other party: "Is it six o'clock in the evening? Okay."
At this moment, in Fu Sichen's office, an overwhelming sense of oppression was sweeping across.
Chen Yan huddled in the corner, almost out of breath.
His gaze tremblingly glanced at the phone that fell on the floor, the screen shattered into a branch-like shape.
The quality of the mobile phone is very good. Even if the screen is crushed, the screen still clearly displays the WeChat chat interface and the last two words of the other party's reply.
"No."
No¡
No¡¡
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Ahhhh, he knew this would happen!
There will be retribution for seeking death!
Fu Sichen's dark eyes were bottomless, and his face was as gloomy as water.
The girl actually rejected him?
how could be!
Is this the same little girl from three years ago who pounced on him every chance she got?
Even after the reunion, the other party has obviously calmed down a lot and is no longer as stubborn as before, but as long as it is something he proposes, he has never refused (?).
Now
"Girl, are you not giving me a chance at all?" The man's voice was hoarse and low.
Listening carefully, there seems to be a hint of unspeakable regret.
Chen Yan shook violently and hurriedly comforted him: "That's not what you're saying As long as you work hard enough, Fourth Young Master, Miss Song will see your intentions one day.
"If that doesn't work, why don't we just call in the third lady?" Let her go and make amends with Miss Song in person"
"Ding¡ª¡ª"
At this moment, the screen of the mobile phone that Fu Sichen had smashed to the ground suddenly lit up.
Chen Yan paused, then rushed over to pick up the phone and took a look.
"Four Young Masters"
He rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"Call Fu Shiying. Ask her to accompany me to find the girl." Fu Sichen frowned. He had already made up his mind and went directly to the door to block the girl. "Check whether the girl is in the class now."
"No, Fourth Young Master" The corners of Chen Yan's mouth rose crazily and he couldn't hold it back, "Miss Song replied to the message! She said she would be here at six o'clock in the evening."
"If the girl is not in the class, checkwhat did you say?"
Fu Sichen's cold eyes were instantly filled with a layer of astonishment, "Bring it here."
Chen Yan hurriedly handed over the phone respectfully.
The man raised his eyes and tightened his slender fingers slightly, then slowly took the phone and looked at the newly sent content through the broken screen.
The bottomless eyes paused on the other party's few words, but he didn't say anything for a long time.
It¡¯s just that the overwhelming sense of oppression in the office disappeared in an instant.
Chen Yan immediately breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his fourth young master with a smile. His face was serious and he stared at the word "good" sent by the other party for a long time.
It seems that this is not enough.
?? His slender fingers covered the other person¡¯s head, stroking it gently.
Song Qinrong¡¯s WeChat avatar is of a little boy, running forward happily on a grassland with no horizon. The sight of it makes people happy.
The more Fu Sichen touched, the more his eyebrows relaxed. He simply tapped the screen to enlarge the other person's profile picture.
It¡¯s just a screen?It was actually broken by him and it was not that sensitive.
Fu Sichen frowned slightly.
Chen Yan, the considerate gold medal assistant, hurriedly said: "I'll call Lao Hei over right away and ask him to fix the screen!"
"Yeah." Fu Sichen's tone returned to its former cold tone.
It¡¯s just that the original cold look seemed like spring had returned to the earth, and his eyes still paused on the word ¡°good¡± that the other party replied, and he was obviously in a good mood.
Chen Yan is also in a great mood. He called Lao Hei as quickly as possible. When he turned around and saw the appearance of his fourth young master, he couldn't help but want to whistle.
Only Lao Hei, who was trying hard to entangle his beloved Sissi, was repeatedly turned away, and had to accept a temporary task and rush back to repair the screen for his boss: He was hurt the most.
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The school doctor's office.
After Song Qinrong replied to the message, she stopped looking at her phone and glanced at Xu Xiaonan and Tang Xin who were still in shock. She simply walked to the window, took the report in Yang Yishu's hand, and asked seriously while reading it.
"Why are his heads tied like this?"
Yang Yishu smiled awkwardly: "Who told the other party to strike so accurately and harshly, specifically to hit the child's face. There were basically no injuries on the whole body, except for the face."
"" Song Qinrong was silent for a moment.
This method sounds a bit like Fu Sichen's style.
It seems like I have to ask him tonight.
"By the way, Junior Master." Yang Yishu also remembered something, "Are you free this Sunday?"
Sunday?
Song Qinrong nodded: "What's the matter?"
Yang Yishu showed a flattering look on his face: "As for my master, isn't he still trapped in country A and won't be able to come back until next week?
He has a patient on his hands who needs to be seen every two months.
¡°Now it¡¯s time to come, but the master can¡¯t come back. The patient is too old and it¡¯s not convenient for him to travel long distances, so¡±
"So, you want me to replace the second senior brother and help him with the diagnosis?" Song Qinrong glanced at him sideways.
Yang Yishu nodded repeatedly: "How can we say that our little uncle is so smart! I just raised my butt, and you already knew what color I was going to poop!"
Song Qinrong frowned: "I'm not interested in your daddy."
¡°Oh, little uncle~~~¡±
Yang Yishu hurriedly pulled on the corner of Song Qinrong's clothes, and his voice was coquettish.
"After all, I haven't left the clinic yet, and the other person's condition is not simple, so I have no way to start. Alas, looking at this capital, who else can I find to replace the master, besides the young master, to perform this diagnosis?"
"The other senior brothers and sisters are not in the capital. If she doesn't go, no one will go.
"Stop it."
Song Qinrong was so troubled by him that she had no choice but to agree.
¡°What time is it on Sunday and where is the clinic?¡± she asked.
Yang Yishu was immediately overjoyed and wanted to hug him and kiss him.
"Four o'clock in the afternoon, Lejin Hotel!"
"good."
Song Qinrong agreed, turned around and walked back to Xu Xiaonan, checked his injury and confirmed that it was not too serious, and then left with peace of mind.
Although Tang Xin had been stunned, when he saw the other party leaving, he also reacted and followed him out the door.
When she came, she ran all the way away in pursuit of Song Qinrong, not caring about her foot injury.
Now when I go back, after walking a few steps, my calf, which was hit by a vase yesterday, starts to feel sore again.
Song Qinrong caught a glimpse of something strange on the other side and stopped.
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