After retiring from the circle, the queen of Jiaoye spoiled the rich and powerful

What's more, she is not the original owner, she is not short of love.

She grew up under the pampering of her family since she was a child, so this little love leaking from her fingers can't move her at all.

What's more...

This so-called paternal love has yet to be verified.

"How did you bring him?"

When Mr. Song glanced at Fu Junyan behind him, his disgusted expression was not concealed at all.

This poor little boy is really haunted, so he will follow.

His eyes swept over the crossed hands of Song Weitang and Fu Junyan, and his face suddenly sank.

"Weitang, you are not a child anymore, you still have to pay attention to your image."

Mr. Song said meaningfully.

Song Weitang grinned directly after hearing this.

He raised the hand holding Fu Junyan.

"I didn't pay attention to my image. He is my boyfriend. Is there any law in country A that says you can't hold hands with your boyfriend."

Song Weitang turned his head slightly, and asked slowly.

Facing Song Weitang's answer, Mr. Song's expression suddenly turned extremely ugly.

"I disagree!"

The crutch in his hand hit the floor heavily, and then he yelled loudly.

"You don't need to agree, Mr. Song, you should figure out your identity. I'm not in your household registration book. It's not your turn to take care of my affairs."

Song Weitang rolled his eyes and said.

It's true that this old man has no self-knowledge at all.

What kind of onion is he?

Whoever she is with needs his consent.

"You, how dare you talk to me like that?"

In the Song family, Mr. Song has always kept his promises. No one has ever dared to speak to him like this. Mr. Song's blood pressure rose a little at this moment.

"Mr. Song, you are quite old, so you can rest and recuperate with peace of mind. After all, you are old, if you are not careful, you will have a stroke, high blood pressure, or cerebral infarction."

Song Weitang said slowly.

She can't win a quarrel with her sister-in-law, and she can't win a quarrel with an old man.

Sure enough, Mr. Song, who was used to being praised by others, was so angry that his chest couldn't stop heaving.

"You, you... I am your father!"

"I'm sorry, I don't have a father, my father died a long time ago."

Song Weitang said with a blank face.

In her world, her father died young, her mother had a deep relationship with her father, and later died of depression. She was brought up by her brothers and sisters.

In her heart, there is only one person who can make her call daddy willingly.

Like this old man who came out of nowhere and left his own daughter outside for more than 20 years.

Also worthy of being called a father?

If it wasn't for the two little guys, she wouldn't want to talk to the old man at all.

"you you……"

Old Man Song was very angry, he stood up, picked up his crutches, and wanted to hit Song Weitang.

Before he hit Song Weitang, Fu Junyan grabbed the crutch.

Fu Junyan just pulled it, and Mr. Song fell directly on the sofa.

"You two...!"

Song Qin over there was completely shocked by Song Weitang's tough speech.

After all, Song Qin, who had lived under the shadow of Mr. Song and his second child all his life, could never say such domineering words in his life.

He looked at Song Weitang with reverence.

Sister, you are so sassy!

"Idiot, come help me!"

After a long time without seeing Song Qin who was next to him, Mr. Song finally couldn't help but yelled.

Only then did Song Qin come to his senses, and quickly rushed over to help Mr. Song up.

The result was another cane.

woohoo...

Song Qin stroked the bump on his forehead, feeling so wronged.

It's not that he was angry, why beat him.

The old man doesn't make sense at all.

"Song Weitang, break up with him right away, he's not good enough for you except for his pretty face. I've already chosen a future husband for you."

Mr. Song took a deep breath to let his rising anger subside.

Thinking of Song Weitang's role, he tried his best to soften his tone.

"I do not."

Song Weitang looked at Mr. Song in disbelief.

This old man of the Song family, at such a great age, why can't he understand human speech?

She refused without thinking.

"Mr. Song, thank you for praising my boyfriend for being good-looking. Compared with you, who are older, poor in health, and not good-looking, my boyfriend is indeed excellent at the Tiancai level. There is nothing between us." Relationship, whatever relationship we had before, please continue in the future."

Song Weitang said politely.

Hearing Song Weitang praise her good looks, the corners of Fu Junyan's mouth, who had been standing by her side all the time, turned up slightly, showing a faint arc.

Tangtang thinks he looks good!

(Hei Yao: Master Fu, you choose to listen.)

Mr. Song: ...

He only felt that his eyes were dark for a while.

Is he praising that pretty boy again?

Unable to explain Song Weitang, Mr. Song turned his head and aimed his gun at Fu Junyan.

"As a man, you don't have a house, no car, no money, and even live in a woman's house, you don't feel embarrassed! You are called soft food, you will be poked in the back, and your parents will be ashamed ..."

Mr. Song didn't finish talking.

Fu Junyan had already turned his head to look at Song Weitang.

"Tangtang, do you mind if I do this?"

Song Weitang shook her head without thinking.

Fu Junyan is so good!

She can make money!

Before coming here, she had thought about it. After the filming of this scene was over, she would officially quit the entertainment industry.Concentrate on your own small shop.

In the future, her small shop will definitely get better and better, and Fu Junyan doesn't need to find any job at all.

She can afford it, not to mention that Fu Junyan is not idle.

Fu Junyan has been helping in the store, and even accompanied her in filming.

Thinking of this, Song Weitang looked at Mr. Song very cautiously.

"Mr. Song, I want to refute you. My boyfriend is not a softie. He has his own job. Besides helping out in the shop, he also works part-time in filming."

Old man Song spit out blood, and almost died of anger.

This is called work!

The store is owned by Song Weitang, and the filming is also because of Song Weitang.

"Let me tell you, Song Weitang, you must break up. We have already agreed on the Sun family. If you marry the Sun family, you will be the daughter-in-law of the Sun family. That is the young mistress of a wealthy family. With him, you will just be poor for the rest of your life."

Mr. Song pointed at Fu Junyan and said loudly.

"Master, the fifth young master of the Sun family is here."

At this time, the servants at the door reported.

"Dad, why is Sun Chenyue here?"

Song Qin blurted out in surprise.

"Strike while the iron is hot!"

Mr. Song glared at Song Qin.

Fortunately, Song Weitang has been in the entertainment circle for many years, so she has some reputation.

When Song Weitang was mentioned, the fifth son of the Sun family immediately agreed.

He thought that Song Weitang was coming today, so he just asked the fifth son of the Sun family to come too.

He just didn't expect that Fu Junyan would follow.

Thinking of this, Mr. Song glared at Fu Junyan again.

This damn little boy.