Chapter 1683 (2/2)

Song Lingling has come home to catch up with Gu Jiajia's new play after taking a bath and lying in bed.

Seeing Huan, song Kaiming calls.

She pressed the handsfree directly.

”Lingling, have you come back to school?” soon came the other side's kind and concerned voice

Song Lingling frowned slightly: ”I have not lived in school for a long time.”

Song Kaiming pretends to be surprised: ”where do you live when you don't live in school? Renting out? It's too unsafe to live outside. '

”I live with you.”

The other side was obviously stunned for a while, and then replied for a long time: ”they are all true? Have you become young master Jing's fiancee? ”

Ask clearly.

Song Lingling doesn't believe it. She doesn't talk to Jing Yijun. Song Nuo doesn't talk to him.

Some time ago, I knew that she lived with Jing Yijun, and satirized her.

Now pretend to lose your memory?

”They all like me very much. I hope I can marry Yijun. Yes, I'll get married next year. ”

”Get married next year? So fast? ”

”Come on? According to the Chinese marriage law, when a man and a woman have reached the age of 18, they can get a marriage certificate if their parents agree. Their parents agree. ”

”But you don't ask for my advice.”

”Why should I ask for your advice?”

”Isn't it agreed by both parents?”

”In my account book, without you, in your account book, without me, we do not count father daughter relationship. My account book is with my grandmother. She agrees. ” Song Lingling doesn't give song Kaiming any face. She goes straight to the top.

”Lingling, why, you are my flesh and blood. You have to talk to me when you want to get married. It's good to marry master Jing. I agree with you! In fact, after you moved out, dad has been very guilty. You can't grow up with you. You've left a regret. Now that you grow up, you need to meet a boyfriend. Dad can't stay with you all the time. I'm really sorry. I'm old now. I won't be able to see your mother down there. Lingling, move back to live, Dad here, always your home. ”

Song Lingling: ”...”

Can you stop beeping so much?

She's going to hang up and watch the play!

Song Lingling said lightly, ”it's very convenient for me to live with Yijun. He takes good care of me and is close to the school. You have, people outside all pass that we are husband and wife, living together is nothing. Your villa, I live uneasy, always worried about someone installing monitoring in my room. If there's nothing to do with it, you've cooked me a midnight snack. I'm going to eat it. ”

”Wait!” For fear of her hanging up, song Kaiming said: ”Lingling, hold on first. Your mother left something here for me. She asked me to give it to you when you were 15 years old. You are over 15 years old. I haven't handed it to you yet. I'm too busy at ordinary times. I...”

”When can I have it?” Song Lingling raised her lips and laughed at her.

It's really a poor excuse. She has lived with her mother for so many years. Why hasn't she heard of her relics in Song Kaiming?

Song Kaiming smiled and said, ”you have made a decision with master Jing. Parents of both sides should have a meal together, right?”

”My father-in-law and mother-in-law have met with grandma.” By implication, their parents have already met.

”Lingling, do you hate dad?” Song Kaiming's voice was deep, and he looked regretful.

”No Sakura” she didn't even look at him as a father. How could she hate her father?

”Are you free tomorrow night? My father wants to have a meal with you and call him master Shangjing. ” Song Kaiming didn't want to beat around the bush.

Song Lingling squints her eyes and asks her to have dinner. Isn't it for any purpose?

She wants to refuse, but Jing Yijun doesn't know when to enter her room.

The man in his bathrobe stood straight in front of the bed and smiled gracefully at the phone in her hand. ”OK, where can I see you tomorrow night?”

Song Kaiming was shocked by the soft voice and thought he had heard it wrong.

Shaking his hand, song Kaiming stammered, ”you, you, you, you? How about a happy meal in Tongfu road? Close to your school. ”