Thinking so, there was more bad in her eyes when she looked at Yang Yuyao.

Of course, even though she was indignant in her heart, Zhao Zhiyun just felt bad in her heart and didn't realize that her views on Yang Yuyao had some subjective extremes.

However, no one will notice her. After listening to song Lingxue's words, Yang Yuyao's expression is still gentle and weak, and her words are a little more lonely, "Yuyao has no biological mother since she was a child, and she has a very shallow impression of her mother. Sometimes she looks at other people's mother and daughter, and she is very envious. Especially after seeing aunt song, she always feels that Aunt song's loving mother should be similar to Yuyao's biological mother, so she always feels kind, like seeing her biological mother when she was a child, so she can't help saying For Aunt song, does Miss Song even want to add such constraints as the dignity and inferiority of the door? "

She said with a sad look on her face.

Song Lingxue has a straightforward temperament since childhood, probably because the Song family has a more open way of raising children. Therefore, the most unbearable thing is that ordinary little women look sad when they say a word or two, as if they have done something heinous.

Although she knew that Yang Yuyao should probably be pretending, even if she was pretending, she still couldn't bear it.

As if asking for help, she looked at Su Yunchu, "Chu Chu..." you put out this wonderful flower that dared to challenge my patience!

Su Yun smiled at Yang Yuyao. "It's human for Miss Yang to have such feelings. However, the etiquette and customs and the lips of the world don't know that Miss Yang still has this story. The Song family is a scholarly family and pays more attention to etiquette. Miss Yang will do as the Romans do."

Su Yunchu spoke faintly, and there was no special emotion in his tone, but I don't know why. Yang Yuyao listened, but her face changed again and again. Finally, she was confused and her voice was slightly low. "Miss Su San, isn't Aunt song's niece? Can this niece also manage the affairs of her grandparents?"

She seemed really puzzled. It seemed that she just said so.

Su Yunchu had a faint smile on his mouth, but he didn't know whether Yang Yuyao saw the coldness.

Hearing this, several of the people present turned pale, and Yun said directly, "Miss Yang, if nothing happens today, go back to the house. The Song family and the Yang family have never known each other. I can't afford to be aunt song."

In his frank words of chasing customers, Yun said it very impolitely.

But Yang Yuyao didn't immediately accept Yun's words, but looked at Song haoliu sitting aside, "son of song?"

The voice is soft, weak and lovable.

At this point, who in the living room doesn't understand song haoliu's mind.

Only Su Yunchu ignored Yang Yuyao's words. On the other side, three other men quietly watched what happened on this side.

During those years of traveling, song haoliu also had many times when she was courted by women, but no one had ever asked for such a home.

They all know that no family in Jiangnan will marry anyone involved in the royal family, especially the Yang family. Moreover, song haoliu has no pity for Yang Yuyao.

Don't look at Song haoliu at this time. His face is still the color of warm jade. However, they all know that the corner of his mouth has brought a layer of coldness to resist thousands of miles.

For Yang Yuyao's request for help, he suddenly stood up. "Miss Yang must have been out for a long time. The song and Yang families have no deep friends. The Song family lives in the south of the Yangtze River and has no intention of making friends with dignitaries. It's disgusting. If Miss Yang has nothing to do, she can go back to her house."