Chapter 582 (1/2)

Song Yuanqing calls a roll call to see George Sheng. George Sheng doesn't think much of it, so it's hard to avoid paying attention to it from the bottom of his heart. Song Yuanqing is his daughter-in-law's father and father-in-law. Song Xi's feelings towards song Yuanqing really offend him. Not only can he not offend him, but he has to give up what he is doing and go to see him.

In prison, in a separate room, George Sheng, dressed in black, meets song Yuanqing, who is wearing a white shirt and a gray wool vest. This is the first time since Song Yuanqing's accident.

Although song Yuanqing was relieved of his official post, which was worse than ordinary people, after all, he had been a senior official for many years, and he had both momentum and momentum. If George Sheng didn't come in from the prison gate, he thought this was the government office.

When they met, song Yuanqing took the lead in saying, ”sit down.”

George Sheng is still indifferent, but he has deliberately restrained his fierce air. Now when he looks at Song Yuanqing, he has lost his anger when he was forced to marry. Instead, he should thank song Yuanqing for his decision at that time. Otherwise, he and Song Xi are not as good as they are today. Therefore, although George Sheng keeps a low profile, he also shows a younger generation's attitude towards their elders.

When they sat opposite each other, there was a whole set of tea set on the table. Georges Sheng recognized it at a glance, and he asked someone to send it.

Song Yuanqing's face did not distinguish between happiness and anger. After sitting down, he asked, ”do you want tea?”

George Sheng thin lips open: ”yes.”

Song Yuanqing bowed his head to make tea. George Sheng said, ”Xi'er often says that you don't have other hobbies, so you like to drink tea.”

”Well, my previous job didn't allow me to develop other hobbies.” Song Yuanqing naturally took the words, but there was self mockery and satire in the words.

George Sheng said, ”I came here temporarily. I didn't prepare any gifts. I only brought you two boxes of Dahongpao.”

Song Yuanqing said, ”well, you sent me this set of tea set. I use it very well.”

George Sheng said: ”Xi'er must be reasonable when she hears it. She asks why you don't like it.”

Hearing the speech, song Yuanqing raised his lips and looked up at Georges Sheng for the first time after sitting down. ”You know her.”

George Sheng looked back at Song Yuanqing, and the corners of his lips also showed a shallow radian. ”She's my wife.”

Song Yuanqing looks down without any trace. The first bubble falls down, and the second one rushes over and hands it to George Sheng. Although George Sheng doesn't thank him, he takes it with both hands.

Song Xi's liking for George Sheng also depends on the details. Indifference is his character, but etiquette is his tutor, just like he can say vicious words while eating perfectly.

The two of them were holding teacups to taste tea. The small room was not only free from smoke, but peaceful. However, Georges Sheng didn't feel calm, because what should come would come.

He took a sip of tea, put down the cup, the opposite song Yuanqing asked: ”do you know why I came to you?”

”Because of Song Yuan,” said Georges Sheng

Song Yuanqing raised his eyelids, looked at George Sheng, and continued: ”you know she's my daughter, and you have to kill her.”

People who have been in the officialdom for a long time always have an air of self-confidence. What's more, song Yuanqing, a high-ranking official, would be in a panic if ordinary people sat opposite him and saw that he was in a state of indifference.

But after all, Georges Sheng is not an ordinary person, his eyes did not blink, thin lip opened, is still that pair of neither hot nor cold, not salty tone: ”yes, I only know you have a daughter, Song Xi.”