Song Shaoyan: "..."

You are young and amazing.

"Brother, is there any red wine? The moonlight is so beautiful at night, it would be better to drink some wine." Song Shaojun sat leisurely on the sofa.

"I'll get it."

Song Shaoyan hid some wine in the wine cellar. He picked a good bottle of Lafite and handed Song Shaojun a cigarette.

When two men are together, they don't chat about Ning'an all the time. As they chat, they talk about each other's company.

Song Shaoyan heard that Song Shaojun said that the company's profits were good. Song Shaojun started from scratch and won part of the New York market with his superior technology and business capabilities.

Song Shaojun's mother was in poor health and lived in a resort estate in the American countryside all year round, and her life was considered leisurely.

Song Shaoyan didn't have much thought about his parents' generation.

When a rich man cheats on his wife, the blame should not be placed on his children, not to mention that Song Shaoyan lives in the upper class, so these things are not surprising.

Therefore, Song Shaoyan didn't think much about this younger brother.

Both of them drank and smoked, but Song Shaoyan was still taking medicine and was under control.

"I plan to take An An back to the capital. After all, the capital is my hometown." Song Shaoyan said, "You are welcome to go back and have a look."

"Okay, if you really get married to An An, you will hold a wedding, right?"

"Of course, not only do we have to hold a wedding, we also have to let everyone in the capital know about it." Song Shaoyan's eyes were full of pride, "Not many people know that I married her anyway."

Song Shaojun: "..."

She looks very proud of her second marriage.

The two of them were sitting together drinking.

The heating in the living room was sufficient, so Song Shaojun simply took off his coat and chatted calmly with Song Shaoyan.

This is the first time the two brothers have chatted like this. The two have similar personalities. For example, they are both persistent in what they want. Therefore, neither of them is inferior to the other in career.

Song Shaoyan used to like to compare himself to his younger brother, but now he feels relieved. What's the point of comparing? Everyone's life cannot be copied.

Looking back now, Song Shaoyan feels that he was really naive.

He thought he was mature and knew right from wrong, but in fact he was not as good as Ning'an or Song Shaojun.

…

When spring comes, Song Shaoyan's leg is almost healed.

He took Little Candy to the park to fly kites and cook barbecue. Little Candy was so happy because Uncle Song would also lift her high and let her sit on his shoulders.

Little Candy's wish came true.

She used to envy other people's children.

Song Shaoyan secretly asked when he was playing with Little Candy alone: ​​"Do you like Uncle Song?"

"I like it!" Little Candy said without hesitation.

"How much do you like it?"

"I like it very much, like Peppa Pig or Mickey Mouse."

"..." Song Shaoyan lowered his voice, "How about I be your father?"

"Okay." Little Candy also lowered his voice, and the two of them seemed to be whispering, "I'll help you say something nice in front of your mother."

"So good!"

"Otherwise, please call me daddy first." Song Shaoyan thought about it.

Little Candy put her hands on Song Shaoyan's shoulders, got close to his ear, and shouted: "Dad!"

The hot air was in Song Shaoyan's ears. Song Shaoyan's eyes were red. He hugged Little Candy and held her in his arms.

He waited for a long time.

Ning An saw them sneaking around and walked over: "Come here and help with the barbecue."
Chapter completed!