When Song Jin walked to the gate, Cheng Zian already had a sarcastic expression on his face.
He seemed to be able to foresee her crying bitterly after being thrown out.
However--
The ruthless bodyguard bowed slightly, called out "Miss Song" respectfully, and made way.
After Song Jin walked in, Song Sixing, who was walking behind her, was stopped.
"I can't let you in without the sir's order. Just give me the things."
Song Sixing's expression turned slightly cold on his face, which was almost blocked by the gift box.
Seeing Song Jin turning her head to look at him, he smiled again, "Then I'll go first, Jin Jin... If you want to go home, brother welcomes you anytime."
He was afraid of her and was not used to living here.
Although Qin Yansheng was a good person, he was also very dangerous. As a brother, he didn't want his sister to get too close to someone like him.
"Okay, be careful on the road."
Song Jin nodded slightly, without trying to keep or invite Song Sixing in.
After all, the owner of this manor is Qin Yansheng, not her.
After Song Sixing gave all the gifts to the bodyguard, he got in the car and left.
He did not return to the Song family, but went to the hospital.
Cheng Zian, who had watched Song Jin enter the manor, finally came back to his senses from his surprise.
He raised his finger and pointed at Song Jin, complaining dissatisfiedly:
"Why is she allowed in?"
There were two bodyguards at the door, one acted as a porter to carry the gifts, and the other remained standing guarding the door.
Hearing Cheng Zian's question, he smiled.
"Miss Song is different."
"What's the difference? She hasn't known my uncle as long as I have, right?"
Cheng Zian found it unacceptable.
He and his uncle are related by blood. How can such a close relationship be inferior to a vicious woman like Song Jin?
"Mr. Song said that she can go anywhere and no one can interfere."
The bodyguard repeated Qin Yansheng's order in a serious manner.
Cheng Zian: ...
He gritted his teeth, irritable but helpless, and could only watch.
Looking at the back of that figure with a skirt filled with bright starlight, she was getting farther and farther away from me...
Cheng Zian was extremely angry, feeling that even his great uncle had been bewitched by this vicious woman.
She didn't really like her uncle at all. She had been saying she loved him just a few months ago. Ha! How she changed so quickly!
After standing at the gate of the manor for a while, Cheng Zian reluctantly got into the car and left.
Song Jin didn't care at all how angry Cheng Zian was and how vicious he thought of her.
She walked through the garden path planted with a large patch of baby's breath and entered the hall.
Glancing at Qin Yansheng sitting on the sofa, reading quietly, she paused and couldn't help but take another look.
This villain... is really idle!
Every day when she passed by the hall, she could see him sitting on the sofa, either reading a book or working on the computer, looking very leisurely and relaxed.
Qin Yansheng suddenly raised his eyes and looked at her.
Song Jin was stunned for a moment, then curled her lips and said, "Good afternoon, Uncle Qin?"
Qin Yansheng frowned.
"You should call me Mr. Qin. I'm only seven years older than you."
Song Jin smiled. She did it on purpose. She was a little nervous when she was caught watching him secretly just now, so she made a joke to lighten the mood.
She didn't answer. He was silent for half a minute, then suddenly asked:
"Don't you like the gift I gave you?"
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