Not long after, Song Yiyi walked out of the house.

She wrapped herself tightly and got into the car.

Cen Anguo's guards secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The order he received was to bring the person over today no matter what.

That is to say, if Comrade Song does not cooperate.

They have to figure it out on their own.

No matter how unwilling I was, I couldn't disobey the order.

The guards were prepared to be beaten up if Cen Yue found out.

After all, this kind of situation has happened before.

Fortunately, Comrade Song did not resist.

The jeep drove out of the compound and soon stopped in front of a building.

The man in the front seat quickly got out of the car.

Then the door on Song Yiyi's side opened.

"Comrade Song, please get out of the car."

Song Yiyi was calm and composed. She slowly got out of the car and followed the man into the yard.

When I reached the door of the first floor, I heard hearty laughter from inside.

The living room door was open.

Song Yiyi saw the two people sitting on the sofa at a glance.

Cen Anguo was dressed in a grass green Zhongshan military uniform, looking low-key and simple. He spoke with a faint smile on his face, "Okay, okay, these are all trivial matters."

Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged man who looked much kinder than Cen Anguo.

It's just the ambition that inadvertently flashes in his eyes.

It made the man look a little more ferocious.

Hearing the footsteps, they both looked over here at the same time.

The middle-aged man looked Song Yiyi up and down unscrupulously.

"Report!"

The officer next to Song Yiyi stood straight and said in a loud voice: "Commander, Comrade Song is here."

Cen Anguo waved his hand and said, "I understand. Go ahead."

As soon as the man left, Cen Anguo turned around and continued talking to the man next to him, as if he didn't notice Song Yiyi standing at the door.

This is to intimidate her.

It's so cold that the wind hurts my face.

She came out directly from home, and even though she was wrapped tightly, she was still cold all over.

Song Yiyi turned around and saw a row of soldiers behind her, blocking her way.

She raised her eyebrows and walked straight into the living room.

No one greeted me.

Song Yiyi found a sofa and sat down, took the water on the coffee table and poured herself a cup.

She didn't drink it, she just used it to warm her hands.

Cen Anguo originally wanted to leave her alone, but he didn't expect that his daughter-in-law was so unruly.

His face immediately turned cold, and he started to scold: "Did they let you in? Can't you see there are guests in the house? You really have no manners at all! I don't know how your father taught you!"

When he thought of Song Minghui, Cen Anguo felt uncomfortable all over.

I really don’t understand what Cai Mengjun sees in him!

Even though Cen Anguo disliked Gu Heng, he still felt that Gu Heng was better than that country-dwelling teacher.

Song Yiyi's expression was cold and calm, without changing a bit. "You are well-mannered. You invited me to be your guest and let me stand outside the door to enjoy the fresh air."

"I'm not in good health. If I get frozen, can I stay at your house? I'll have your whole family take care of me then."

Since Cen Anguo has no good intentions.

Song Yiyi was not going to give him face.

She put down her teacup and without waiting for Cen Anguo to speak, she asked directly, "Chief, what is the matter with asking me to come here?"

Song Yiyi knew clearly that Cen Anguo had made such a big fuss, even taking advantage of the fact that no one was at home.

Wait for the right time to find her.

Naturally, it won’t be a good thing.

Cen Anguo frowned even deeper.

At this time, the middle-aged man next to him smiled.

The smile was obviously elegant, but it sounded particularly harsh.

If we say that Gu Heng's elegant temperament is the result of long-term nourishment from time and experience.

It's a seamless whole without any disobedience.

The man in front of him is the opposite of him.

Song Yiyi looked at the man unscrupulously, and was not afraid at all when their eyes met.

It was that person who looked away first.

"Brother Cen, it seems that today is not a good time to chat."

He stood up and extended his hand to Cen Anguo, "I'll take my leave now. We'll continue another day."

Cen Anguo also stood up and shook hands with the man with a smile, "Okay, since we're relatives in the future, let's visit each other more often."

He waved his hand, and immediately a guard came in and escorted the man out.

Wait until the person leaves.

The smile on Cen Anguo's face immediately disappeared without a trace.

He stared at Song Yiyi with his dark eyes for a long while before speaking: "Do you know why I called you here?"

Questioning tone.

Song Yiyi inexplicably thought of Song Minghui.

It turns out that there is no difference between the commander and the teacher. They both like to ask questions even though they already know the answer and test others.

Song Yiyi couldn't help but yawn, and tears gathered in her eyes.

She was really sleepy, and she forced herself to say, "I don't know. Didn't you ask me to come?"

Song Yiyi pointed outside and said, "The gun is pointed at my head, how can I have the energy to guess what you are thinking."

Cen Anguo's eyes were sharp. "Then do you know that because of you, Cen Yue has been standing still?"

The teacup in his hand fell heavily on the coffee table, making a sound.

Tea overflowed.

The living room seemed to be getting colder.

The wind blew in through the open door, mixed with a faint trace of moisture.

"Among these sons, I am most optimistic about Cen Yue."

Cen Anguo's expression suddenly became gloomy, and his aura was terrifying.

He spoke slowly and calmly, "I nurtured him. Without me, he wouldn't be who he is today."

"Look at him now. He has no ambition at all. I don't know what he's thinking about every day!"

The news of military reform was a hot topic in the compound.

How could Song Yiyi not know?

Thirty regiments, forty divisions, it's almost become a familiar catchphrase.

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