Chapter 020
When Song Yan pushed the door open, he was shocked to see his eldest father talking to his younger father.
I don't want you to be my daughter-in-law.
Song Yan: ...
He used all his strength and methods to control himself from going up and beating the person to death, especially when facing that face that was so familiar that it couldn't be more familiar. He couldn't hit him.
When Song Linye saw the man coming back, he twisted his body and pulled Song Yan's hand, dragging him in front of Lu Xingyan. He pinched Song Yan's face again and again, and said in a rather proud tone,
"Look, this is my son. You don't have a son."
Lu Xingyan and Song Yan looked at each other, and for the first time, they clearly wanted to kick the other person. Song Yan had already made up his mind that, in fact, his world of two with his little dad was pretty good.
With a smile in his eyes, Lu Xingyan said to Song Linye, "Who told you that he is not my son?"
Song Yan's eyes widened as he looked at Lu Xingyan. Meeting those eyes that were filled with endless smiles, Song Yan couldn't help but be speechless. His little dad turned out to be such a person.
Song Linye tilted his head, moved closer to Song Yan, and kneaded his face like a dough ball, and ordered Lu Xingyan,
"Turn your face around and get closer."
After observing carefully for a minute, he looked depressed, like a wounded dog, with water in his eyes, and said tremblingly,
"You, how come you all have the same eyes, like puppy eyes, and noses..."
The more he talked, the more uncomfortable he felt. Song Yan had no doubt that if Song Linye continued to say this, he would cry.
In order to prevent a new round of war, he was about to speak when he heard Song Linye say, "But you only have eyes and nose. People have five senses. I am three-fifths of Song Yan's father, and you are only two-fifths."
Three-fifths
Two-fifths
Song Yan struck the back of Daddy's round head expressionlessly, and said to Lu Xingyan with a sweet smile, "Xingxing, it's getting late, you should get some rest."
After saying that, he hung up the phone, dragged Song Linye's arm expressionlessly, dragged him out of the room, and threw him into the next room.
Without giving Song Linye a chance to speak again, he slammed the door shut.
"Ahhhhhh! Who, who plotted against me! Come out! I won't let you down!"
The next morning, before anyone in the villa woke up, they heard Song Linye's shout. Wen Sinian looked at his wife who was sleeping in his arms with a frown on her face, a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and after coaxing his wife.
He pushed open Song Linye's door, holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a stick in the other, like the reincarnation of the god of death.
The voice was as cold as the ice and snow in the sky. "Song Linye, I gave you the chance to live in this world, why don't you know how to cherish it?"
Song Linye looked at Wen Sinian in confusion. When he met his gleaming silver kitchen knife, his heart stopped, sweat broke out on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth flattened. "Dad, Dad, am I your son?"
Wen Sinian said indifferently, "It's just a son. I already have grandchildren, and I still need a son like you."
"Ahhh, Dad, think twice."
When Song Linye got up in the morning to eat, he had a big bump on his head. He carefully took the soy milk next to him and drank it, mumbling something in his mouth.
Song Yan's mouth curled up, he deserved it.
Song Lan, on the other hand, was more concerned. "Aye, what's wrong with you?"
Song Linye's temper immediately soared when he heard this. Just as he was about to complain, he heard his father cough twice. Then, like a wilted cabbage, he slumped over the table, shook his head, and said, "No, it's okay."
Wen Sinian's eyes were indifferent, "Lan Bao, what could possibly happen to him, an alpha, at home?"
Song Linye nodded immediately, gritting his teeth.
"Yes, little dad, I'm fine. I was just kicked by a dog this morning. I'm in a good mood and I don't blame the dog."
Song Lan glanced at Song Linye and said, "Dog, when did our family get one? How come I don't know about it?"
Wen Sinian's body stiffened, especially the foot that Song Lan was stepping on under the table. His breathing became tight. Lanbao, you are really going to kill me.
Song Yan was completely confused after the meal.
The family dog
Didn't Dad raise her when he was living with Xingxing?
On Friday morning, Wang Sen called Song Yan into his office, holding a stack of documents. "Song Yan, I don't know how you convinced your Chinese teacher to let you participate in the tryouts. My only request to you is that you don't get caught up in the world of pleasure."
Song Yan calmly flipped through the documents in his hand. He looked calm as a rock, but he was panicking inside, and his fingers were shaking.
The selection competition for the junior class is cold and ruthless. If the college entrance examination is like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, then the selection competition is like hundreds of millions of people scrambling to get in.
He closed his eyes, and when he opened them, a light of victory flashed in his eyes, "Don't worry, Aunt Wang, I know all this."
Wang Sen nodded. "Okay. By the way, go to the school gate to pick up the transfer student and give him this information I have."
Song Yan asked doubtfully, "Transfer student?"
What kind of transfer student could make Wang Sen so confident? He had waited so long to get the invitation letter.
Wang Sen nodded and said, "The person is in the security room now. You can go find him yourself."
As soon as I arrived at the security room, I heard the chattering of that group of people.
"Who is that in the security room? I've never seen him before."
"Why does he look a bit like that one?"
"Which one"
"Song Dad is my mortal enemy."
"Dad Song, Lu Gou is in the security room!"
"Father Song, Lu Gou is trying to usurp the throne!"
"Dad Song!"
Song Yan's eyes lit up. He didn't expect that his little father would also come and lead people out. The rumors outside had not stopped, but became more and more intense. Some people even said that Lu Xingyan came to inherit the title of Song Linye's filial son and grandson.
Lu Xingyan: ...
Song Yan's face was pale and his voice was cold and ruthless, "Xingxing, don't worry about it. They are used to it."
I'm used to it...
Lu Xingyan nodded stiffly, "Oh, this habit is quite niche."
Song Yan quickly changed the subject, "Why did you come to South City?"
Lu Xingyan suddenly stopped. The height difference between them was not much. If there was any real difference, it was that Lu Xingyan was two centimeters taller than Song Yan. Their eyes met, and a glint flashed in Lu Xingyan's eyes. "I just wanted to come. I wanted to go to school with you."
When Song Yan heard this, he tried to suppress the upward curve of his mouth, looking like a useless person, just like a silly roe deer.
But he is so stupid that he doesn't even realize it.
I have no idea how funny I am.
He kept pressing down the upturned corners of his mouth, raising them up and then pressing them down again.
That’s great, his dad also goes to school with him. This is something I never dared to imagine in my life.
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