Song Yu took the old man and his cousin back to the community parking lot, and met Song Ci and his party who had just arrived.

"Sister Ci." Song Yu ran towards Song Ci quickly.

Mr. Song, who was let go of his hands, looked at Kong Kong's arm and was a little surprised. Was he let go?

Song Xian raised his eyebrows and looked at the youngest who ran into the afterimage.

I really have seen anything after living for a long time. The youngest son of the Song family, who is known as autistic, actually has a woman who is more passionate about research than just researching people and has not known each other for a long time.

Look at the guy's warm appearance, he and the little star named Song Ci are the family, right?

Tsk, it should be a big deal for the brothers at home.

Seeing Song Yu running over, Song Ci stopped with a smile and asked, "Aren't you going to pick up your family, but you got it?"

Song Yu nodded and said, "It's my grandfather and cousin who are here. Sister Ci, will I introduce you?"

Gong Qi, who was standing beside him, glanced at Song Yu, and then looked at Old Master Song who was standing far away. A trace of clarity passed through his eyes, thinking that the young master was really impatient.

Song Ci also looked over and said with a smile: "Since you are your elder, please see me."

Song Yu relaxed his eyebrows and immediately took Song Ci over.

Today, Song Ci wore a retro light blue sleeveless plaid hem skirt. The skirt was embroidered with daisies, a bow tied on her shoulders, a delicate belt decorated with a cluster of three-dimensional daisies straddled her slender waist, and a shoulder-length hair also had a light head flower, making her look gentle and elegant.

Song Xian looked at her clothes with a sharp eye and praised her: "It's more eye-catching than on the screen, and it's quite attractive."

Song Ci is not that stunning face that makes people look at it, but a pleasing look, and also the oriental bone appearance that Europe and the United States like. She has a slim figure and is a clothes rack.

Mr. Song tightened the sandalwood crutch in his hand, and a strange light flashed across his eyes. This girl looked very much like her sister that year, from dressing up to her appearance, she seemed to be in her bones.

He pressed the photo hidden in Tang Shang's pocket. Is it a descendant of Ajie?

Song Ci has followed Song Yu to the front. After Song Yu introduced him, he smiled and bowed like Mr. Song: "Hello, old man!"

Without waiting for Mr. Song to react, she saluted Song Xian, who was so beautiful that he was angry with the gods: "Miss Song, hello!"

When she raised her head, she kowtowed Song Xian's beauty first, thinking that it would be a waste for such a person not to be in the entertainment industry. Even if he was a vase, he would be so popular!

Turning his head, he saw the old man's hot eyes and couldn't help but be stunned.

"grandfather?"

"It's really similar." Old Master Song suddenly thought that when his sister hadn't left, she loved him very much and would leave him the delicious food.

Later, when she left, he blamed her and annoyed her and left without saying goodbye, giving up all her family for just a man.

He has no sister anymore.

Uncle Lai said, "Old man, you have been on the plane for more than two hours and are tired all the way. Why not go up first?"

"Yes, grandpa, it's not convenient to speak here." Song Xian didn't want to stand in this parking lot to suck the exhaust, it was so smoky.

"well."

Mr. Song was supported by Song Yu, entered the elevator and went upstairs.

Song Ci thought he had nothing to do, so he wanted to go back to his home. Unexpectedly, Mr. Song held her hand and said earnestly: "Girl, let's do a DNA appraisal now?"

Everyone started coughing, isn't this too direct?

Song Xian held his forehead.

Song Ci was confused, "???"

What's the matter? What's the identification?

?         ?Line in line, loudly: Happy birthday to Zha! (^o^)y!

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Chapter completed!