"I'm not like you, who brings girls home directly. It's no wonder Xingjin would rather stay in a hotel than go home."
Unable to argue with her, Old Mrs. Song started coughing.
Old Mrs. He was so frightened that she quickly patted her back. "Oh, you are always like this. You can't argue with me even if you can't."
She sighed and said, "How is your forcing Xingjin like this different from how his grandfather forced his father?"
Hearing this, Old Lady Song coughed even more violently.
Old Mrs. He didn't dare to say anything more. She asked Aunt Fang to call Song Xingyu and ask her to come and pick them up.
On the way home, Old Lady Song asked, "Xingyu, if your brothers and sisters really don't want children in the future, are you really willing to let your child take our family name?"
Song Xingyu smiled happily, "Grandma, are you finally letting it go?"
"Will you answer my question first?"
Song Xingyu said indifferently, "Grandma, it's a different era now. As long as it's your own child, it doesn't matter whether the child takes the father's surname or the mother's."
"And I think if the other person really loves me, he won't mind. If He Jin minds this, even if he wants to be with me, I won't be willing to be with him."
Old Madam Song asked again, "Does that boy like you? If he really likes you, why would he wait until now?"
Song Xingyu giggled and said, "Grandma, he actually confessed to me, but He Chi told me to be anxious first and not to worry."
Old Madam Song nodded in agreement, "Yes, your brother He Chi is right."
"In that case, call your brother and ask him to come back."
Song Xingyu happily took out her phone and said, "Okay, I'll call my brother now."
An hour later, Song Xingjin called He Chi who was on his honeymoon.
He asked, "I plan to go find Zhang Qiao. What do I need to do before that?"
He Chi glanced at Jiang Yining who was playing in the water on the beach. Several muscular foreigners approached her to chat.
He walked over quickly and talked to Song Xingjin.
After hanging up the phone, Song Xingjin went to prepare.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Song Xingjin stood outside Zhang Qiao Community and called her.
Zhang Qiao answered with some surprise, "Mr. Song?"
Hearing her voice, Song Xingjin's hand holding the phone tightened unconsciously. He moved his lips and said, "It's me."
"I'm at the gate of your community. I have something important to discuss with you. Would it be convenient for me to come up?"
Just now, Song Xingyu inexplicably sent her a message, saying: "Sister Zhang Qiao, you and my brother must be happy."
She was busy just now and didn't have time to ask Song Xingyu.
At this moment, Zhang Qiao had some guesses in her mind when she heard Song Xingjin say that he had something important to talk to her about.
She suddenly became nervous, "Well... I'm still in the studio."
The senior sister walked up to her without knowing when, and patted her shoulder, "Qiaoqiao, you should go back first, there is always work to do."
Zhang Qiao picked up her bag and said to Song Xingjin on the other end, "I'm going back now. It will probably take me half an hour to get home."
Song Xingjin chuckled softly, "Don't worry, I'll wait for you, no matter how long it takes." This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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