"Haitao, if my father doesn't go, will your relatives talk about us behind our backs?"

Yang Haitao has some heartache for her: "it's OK. If they like to say it, let them say it. I don't mind what others say about us behind our backs. I only know that I want to live a prosperous life with you and make them jealous."

Song Xuan forced a smile and said, "well."

Yang Haitao knows that if her father is not present, it will be the most regretful thing in her life.

Therefore, he took time to go to Tianzifang song house.

After a long time not coming here, the western style house seems to have lost its popularity, and even the holly in the yard has turned yellow.

At dusk, when the sun shines, I feel that this house is not full of vitality. Maybe it is because there are no young people living in it.

Inside came a man's roar: "get out of my way. How can your cooking be so bad? Do you feed pigs? "

He saw a nanny in her fifties running out with red eyes. Yang Haitao took her and whispered, "Auntie, what's the matter with you?"

The aunt was angry and aggrieved: "I can't do this job any more. I'll do it till today. I won't do it any more. I'll lose my temper every day and eat his melon every day. Who can stand it?"

Yang Haitao rushed into his trouser pocket and took out his wallet. He stuffed fifty yuan into the aunt: "sorry, auntie. My father-in-law is ill, so his temper is not very good. You can be more tolerant. You can cook three meals a day for him. The rest of the time, when he says something, you can go in and out of the right ear. Later, I will give you 300 yuan a month. Is that ok?"

As soon as the aunt heard that she had 300 yuan, she suddenly felt a little excited and had to say in a low voice: "then you should persuade him not to be so angry all the time."

Yang Haitao nodded and said, "don't worry, I will persuade him."

The aunt's mood was finally stabilized.

Yang Haitao walked into the house. Song Guoqing sat in his chair, his back to him, looking out of the window like an old man in the twilight.

In fact, he is only about 50 years old. It is just a serious illness. In addition, the company has closed down. In addition, he has been betrayed by his own woman and schemed by his daughter. His whole life has gone to the extreme.

Say 60 or 70 people believe it.

Yang Haitao's footsteps attracted his attention. He slowly turned back and saw Yang Haitao. He snorted: "what are you doing here?"

Yang Haitao walked to Song Guoqing with a sincere voice: "Dad..."

Song Guoqing snorted: "don't shout, I don't have a son like you."

Yang Haitao continued: "tomorrow is the big day for Xiaoxuan and me to get married. Anyway, I hope you can attend our wedding, otherwise..."

Song Guoqing squinted at him: "otherwise what? Those two girls knew that Shen Mengfang was going to embezzle my company. They also cooperated with Zhu Sihai to send my company to Shen Mengfang. They were more hateful than Shen Mengfang."

He didn't want to understand why the two girls did that and why they wanted to harm themselves.

Song ran and song Xuan couldn't come to him and say a word. Song Guoqing didn't listen to what they said. They didn't believe a word. They thought they had raised two white eyed wolves.

Others dare not say more.

Yang Haitao said in a low voice, "Dad, do you know how much debt do you have to bear now if song ran and song Xuan don't do this?"

Song Guoqing gnawed his teeth and said, "those two girls asked you to come here and say that, right?"