"Then I, then I have to get ready." Song Zhenzhen's face flushed and she looked shy.
It's a pity that she only has one color, so no matter how shy she is, she has no beauty.
Only her biological mother Li Shulan doesn't think her daughter is ugly. After all, she is her own daughter and looks so much like her. Saying that her daughter is ugly is the same as saying that she is ugly.
Song Weiguo, listening to the conversation between the two women, sneered, "Are you still daydreaming? Why don't you take a look at yourself in the mirror? What do you think Ding Jianye sees in Song Yun?"
He is a man and knows men best.
With Ding Jianye's conditions, Xixi could choose a girl with better status. I heard that the factory director's youngest daughter was interested in Ding Jianye, so I asked someone to ask her, but was rejected by Ding Jianye.
Why?
It’s just because I’m attracted by Song Yun’s face and figure.
He was not exaggerating. Not only in the entire textile factory staff compound, but even in the entire North City, there was no girl prettier than Song Yun.
If Song Yun hadn't insisted on going to find her capitalist brother, he really wouldn't have been willing to let Song Yun leave. Even if she didn't marry Ding Jianye, with her looks, she could marry someone who could help their family.
What a pity.
"What do you mean?" Li Shulan glared at her husband dissatisfiedly.
Song Weiguo sneered, turned around and went back to the house, too lazy to pay attention to this brainless woman.
He'd been thinking these days: If that idiot Li Shulan had been nicer to Song Yun over the years, perhaps Song Yun wouldn't have left so abruptly. She'd taken so much money, yet she'd never considered giving anything to the elders. It was obvious she had no attachment to this family. It was all Li Shulan's fault, that lazy woman, ordering the little girl around all day, endless work, beating and scolding her whenever she didn't like it, even injuring her several times without caring. Since she didn't care as a mother, how could he, as a father, do the same?
It is said that the father is not a blood relative. If he were a blood relative, he would be beaten if he wanted to beat him and scolded if he wanted to scold him. There is no way to hold a grudge against one's father overnight.
Song Weiguo wanted to kiss her, and when he thought of Song Zhenzhen's face, he felt upset. He was really used to seeing Song Yun's beautiful face, and suddenly she had a flat nose and a horse face. He really couldn't show his fatherly love.
Still dreaming of marrying Ding Jianye is just wishful thinking.
*
Southern Military Region
After Qi Monan returned to the 㳔 Military Region, he rested for a night. The next day, he received his mission and prepared to set off the next day.
In order to ensure that the package sent from Heilongjiang Province would go unclaimed, he went to his friend's dormitory and asked him to pick up the package on his behalf. When he turned to leave, he caught a glimpse of the company commander of the second company holding a photo in his hand and staring blankly.
He didn't pay much attention at first. When he reached the dormitory door, he suddenly stopped and turned back, "Captain Ding, what are you looking at?" Qi Mo Nan stared at the small black and white photo in Ding Jianye's hand. The girl in the photo looked very young. It should be a student ID photo from middle school.
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