After the Devil Became a Little Pitiful - Chapter 8

?? He Qingyu and Song Qing chatted, thinking of Song Tang walking in the garden all the time.

?? I don’t know if that fragile little guy will get lost, will be touched by the scene, crying when he runs to a place where no one is alone, and dare not see himself with red eyes…

?? The pain and strange feelings in her body aggravated this longing.

?? On the other side, Song Tang stood in the familiar corridor, and heard the mute and laborious panting from the grandpa inside the door, she raised her mouth and wandered inside.

?? She could have never stepped into a house where every turn of her head was soaked in malice in her life. She could have completely separated from the relationship without a single cent from the family. In fact, Song Tang did the same, but the situation is different. Have a sister, have a sister who needs her own family strength…

?? Song Tang stood in front of her grandfather, the old man on the bed had white sideburns, his eyes were still kind, and she could see her mother’s shadow from the subtleties…

?? She stood there for a long time, waiting until the old man said the first sentence…

??”are you fine?”

?? Song Tang bit her lip and wanted to say that she was good, but she couldn’t say it anymore. Except for her sister during this period, no one else cared about her.

?? She smiled: “Probably it is good.”

?? Grandpa looked at Song Tang with muddy eyes, and wanted to see the traces of the past on her face. After a while, the old man finally gave up, propped up his body and sat up, Song Tang put a pillow on his back.

?? Sunlight spills into the elderly’s room. Outside is a small garden with evening cherry blossoms inside. Layers of pink **** are bending the branches. When the wind blows, the ground is covered with petals that are as thin as cicada wings, with a light fragrance. Pouring into the room, spreading among the old and the young.

?? Grandpa moved his shriveled fingers, and tried to make Song Tang sit down several times…

?? Song Tang only looked down and said: “There have been many rumors recently, don’t believe it…” In fact, many rumors are true. She can use any means to see He Qingyu. It is really embarrassing to say it now.

?? My grandfather’s skinny throat moved, and he said hoarsely: “There are many rumors, and it’s just that you have done shameful things outside, saying that you must…have to be Qingyu.”

?? Song Tang stood there and didn’t know what to say, her heart was sour, “Yes…”

?? The old man sighed and turned his head to look at the petals outside, “You are the same as your mother. You have to get what you like. You know what the end of the obsession is.”

?? Song Tang did not speak, she recalled the scene in the rainy night. She stood downstairs, her face covered with rain, she looked up, the curtain on the second floor was pulled open, He Qingyu just looked down, the two people looked at each other, and then the door was closed. When it was opened, she was greeted with a warmth that I dare not even think.

?? She admitted that she hadn’t experienced the excitement of that night for many years.

?? The old man withdrew his gaze from the garden, looked at Song Tang, and patrolled her face, “Little Tang, what exactly do you want?”

?? Song Tang answered the question: “I will not become a mother, and my sister is not a father.”

?? Life is not about falling in love. Falling in love is the same as everyone else, but life is about firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea. What you need is equal capital. Song Tang may be able to pretend to be weak to win He Qingyu’s favor, but it is not a long-term solution after all…

?? She wants it all.

?? The old man looked at Song Tang’s very purposeful eyes, and knew what the grown-up child wanted, and compromised: “I know, I will arrange a position for you in the headquarters without being restricted by your father. , Everything after that is up to you.”

?? Song Tang showed a perfect smile and re-chatted some relaxed topics with the old man.

?? Perhaps Song Tang’s aura is too strong. When talking about He Qingyu, his tone was unnaturally crazy, which eased the old man’s attitude.

?? Before leaving, the old man asked in a soft voice that was almost inaudible, “He Qingyu, whom you have always missed, does she like you? The feelings of ten or twenty years ago are unreliable.”

?? Grandpa has always been an incomparably strong person when he is in good health. There have been some divine methods circulating in the shopping mall until now. Now he is suffering from disease, and eventually he became an ordinary old man, with the way ordinary old people treat their younger generations. Slightly timid.

?? Song Tang held the doorknob hand for a meal, “She will like me, besides liking me, I can’t think of any other options for her.”

?? The thunder was on the ground, and the old man’s lips trembled by the dull and dull words.

?? Song Tang closed the door, leaned his back against the door panel, raised his head and let out a long sigh, eyes filled with unnatural excitement.

?? Obtaining a company position is only the most superficial operation. What she wants to devour the company’s shares is to gain absolute right to speak, and the old man in the house is the variable in this corrupt family.

?? Her father will not let the elderly live for too long, everything needs to hurry up.

??…

?? He Qingyu and Song Qing stood at the entrance of Xiaohuayuan and chatted awkwardly, waiting for Song Tang to return.

?? He Qingyu’s lollipop in his mind and system. The lollipop with the flavor of wind oil is like soy juice, with only two states: annoying and addictive.

?? System: “Your little cute will arrive in two minutes, and the blackening value will increase according to the detection, and the mood is in a good state.”

?? He Qingyu: “Received.”

?? System: “Recently, the main system launched a lollipop lucky bag event. As long as 299 points, will it come?”

?? He Qingyu was in a daze in his mind, forgetting that he didn’t have any points at all, and waved his hand, “Buy!”

?? In reality, He Qingyu smiled, and said to the bitter Song Qing: “You used to misunderstand Song Tang too deeply. How can she be wicked? She is my darling, and the most innocent person I have ever seen. , I will have a withdrawal reaction one day away from her.”

Song Qing: “???” Didn’t you just talk about US stocks?

?? Song Tang just happened to hear her sister complimenting her when she walked. She moved in her heart and stood in the corner without moving.

?? He Qingyuqiang pulled Song Qing and said, “Don’t think she is usually fierce, but actually likes to eat sweets. A small cake can make people amused, not to mention how painful it is to eat a cake with a red nose.”

?? Song Qing: “…”

?? He Qingyu stretched his hands, “I told you that you don’t understand, who told you to form a group to bully her, my little girlfriend will do anything in the future, I will not stop, I am her biggest backer.”

?? Song Qing wanted to cry without tears, she no longer knew what expression to make.

?? He Qingyu bit his scalp to talk about love, and it took half an hour before Song Tang walked out from behind the wall.

?? The sun shines on the small white suit, cool and independent, there is a piece of ice between the eyebrows and eyes, until he sees He Qingyu, the ice melts into a piece of water, clear to the bottom.

?? Song Qing saw Song Tang coming, and quickly slipped away, leaving time for two people with abnormal brains.

?? He Qingyu led the person into the car and watched Song Tang on the co-pilot with affection in his eyes, and his long hair was stained with the scent of cherry blossoms.

?? Along the way, Song Tang stared at her with such gazes, until the car drove into her home, He Qingyu asked in a frightened voice, “What did I say today?”

?? Song Tang laughed out loud, straddling He Qingyu’s lap, with his back against the steering wheel, and the distance between the two people was instantly pulled in.

?? She buried her sister’s neck and said greedily: “My sister is soft, and I must be able to adapt in a small space.”

?? “Sister, I really want you.”

?? He Qingyu: Use this reason to think about Japan? ?

?? The tight space is mixed with the breath of two people. He Qingyu can feel the hands pinching her waist. It is difficult for her to breathe, so she has to raise her neck to breathe the only oxygen…