Chapter 689

After the banquet, Mr. song called an Xiaxia to his study.

Small hope a little recognition, do not let others hold, Anxia summer afraid of her cry, had to carry her to the study together.

Mr. Song knocked on the table and smiled softly: "Qingchen, today's business Are you satisfied? "

He's talking about shares.

An Xiaxia interrupts him: "can you call me Xia?"

Mr. Song was stunned and sighed, "OK, Xia Xia."

"My mother Why died in a mental hospital? " Anxia Xia looked at Mr. Song directly and asked about the doubts in his heart for many years.

Mr. Song looks embarrassed: "she She had mental problems, so she had to be sent to a mental hospital. I told people to take good care of her in it... "

"You lie!" Anshasha was in a high mood. "She's not crazy! You sent her! Also, if she really had a good life, why would she commit suicide?! Song Huan, did you do all that? "

"Summer summer! I'm your father. How can you call me by my name! " Mr. Song was a little annoyed. "You are my daughter. What do I lie to you?"

"Is it anger? Are you going to send me to a mental hospital if I don't do well? " An Xiaxia's eyes are red, "I hate you! Special hate! I don't want any more shares you give me. I want my mother. Can you give them back to me? "

Mr. Song is silent.

In those days, he was wrong But it's all old, who can say it clearly?

"Do you want a mother?" He muttered, "summer summer I love your mother too... "

"Shut up! You don't deserve to mention her! " Ansha is on fire.

If you really love, why is there Song Dynasty?

You know, Song Qing is a few months older than her!

Cheating in marriage! It's nothing else, it's betrayal!

Small hope was frightened to cry, Mr. Song heard the cry, hurriedly came over: "let me hug."

Maybe he is old, and now he sees children like it very much.

"No! Otherwise, where does little hope offend you? Do you want to send her to a mental hospital? " Anshasha satirized him deliberately, "I took her to rest."

She walked out of her study with little hope.

Mr. Song coughed violently and covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

A few minutes later, he removed his handkerchief, which was covered with bright red blood.

Can't he get his daughter's understanding before he dies

-In the morning of the next day, an Xiaxia was called by the servant.

"It's time to eat, miss."

An Xiaxia can't stay in bed. She can only get up and go downstairs with full stomach.

A woman in a deep purple cheongsam and a bun came up to greet her. Her voice was soft: "are you Qianchen?"

An Xia Xia is carrying a beautiful eyebrow, a little surprised.

The charm of Chu

The entertainment industry has become a hot movie queen in the past two years

She took an Xiaxia's arm. "Come on, sit down and eat."

An Xiaxia sat down in a fog. "Are you...?"

Chuzhiyun chuckles and Chants: "I'm Qingwan's mother I heard that you are not in good health. Brother Huan asked me to take care of you... "

Just like a thunderclap explodes in the brain, the chopsticks in an Xia Xia's hand fall off, "the mother who leans late?"

Trough! That's a junior!

She used to be a journalist, quite familiar with the stars. Chu Zhiyun is only 40 years old this year.

Song Qingwan, as old as her, is twenty-four.

So This little third aunt, is Mr. Song engaged in the 16th?

Anxia suddenly felt nauseous.