His fingers froze with the cigarette, and the cigarette burned to the end, and there was a vague danger of burning his fingertips.

He stood up straight, walked to the center of the gate, blocking Song Chenyan's way, his smile was hidden, and he was already cold: "Do you know what it means to take her away today?"

Song Chenyan lowered his head and looked at Su Rao in his arms. After a while, a darkness flashed through his eyes.

He spoke in a almost unforgettable tone: "Get out."

Fu Chi was stunned, then his veins swelled up and his face turned ashen.

Song Chenyan looked at him expressionlessly and said word by word: "You should only know what the Zhao family did to Su Rao today means."

Fu Chi was stabbed in the center, and a touch of his face was unnaturally passed by.

He glanced at Su Rao, who was huddled in Song Chenyan's arms full of dependence, and he stopped saying anything, or he was uneasy.

He looked calm and turned to let them go.

Song Chenyan adjusted the seat of the passenger seat to the lowest level. Fu Chi saw through the half-rolled window that when Song Chenyan drove away, Su Rao was still holding the hem of his clothes in his hand.

She was probably pinching her very hard, and the hem of the clothes left wrinkles, which were obvious and dazzling.

The smoke burned out and burned his fingertips.

Only then did he react, frowned, and shook off the cigarette butt in his hand.

And Song Chenyan had already driven away.

Fu Chi was in a complicated mood and had an indescribable sense of upset.

He was about to leave when he saw Zhao Weining leading Chen Shuyue and Zhao Shanshan towards him.

Zhao Shanshan looked at Fu Chi, her little face turned red, and she looked shy as if she was a little daughter.

But when she was shy, her face turned red, and the traces on her chin seemed even more dazzling.

At this moment, she stammered and called someone: "Mr. Fu..."

Fu Chi looked at her with difficulty in distinguishing her emotions, and the smile on the corners of her lips was cold.

Seeing this, Zhao Weining could see that Fu Chi had no intention of his daughter, so he spoke at the right time.

His words were a little apologetic and his posture was low: "Mr. Fu, you have also seen it. Su Rao doesn't listen to my father at all. I don't know who the man who just took her away. Did Mr. Fu stop him because he knew him?"

When he said this, he saw that Fu Chi had no reaction, and then he quickly asked for help: "Don't worry, Mr. Fu, there are opportunities. I will definitely let Su Rao go to your side next time."

Chen Shuyue also quickly laughed and said, "Yes, yes, don't worry, Mr. Fu."

Fu Chi still did not respond. He took out a slender cigarette from the cigarette box in his pocket, lit it, and smoked it expressionlessly.

Zhao Weining felt that Fu Chi's condition is not right today. He has lived for so many years, so he still has the ability to observe his expressions and expressions.

But he didn't know who Fu Chi's displeasure was.

After all, Fu Chi let Su Rao go.

For a moment, he didn't dare to speak rashly.

Seeing that a cigarette was burning to the end, Fu Chi's voice was slightly hoarse when he spoke, but he could hear that there was a slight anger in it, and he was so cold: "I said I wanted her to come back to me, but I didn't say you could attack her."

Zhao Weining was stunned at first, then became frightened.

After all, he always thought that Fu Chi's concern for Su Rao was just because of her appearance, but now it seems that he is still a little sincere.

He just thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and slapped Zhao Shanshan in the face: "Su Rao is your sister, how can you hit her!"

With a crisp sound, Zhao Shanshan was beaten to the point of turning her head.

Her face was so painful that it suddenly turned red and she looked at her father in disbelief, but she also knew the importance of this. She didn't dare to refute this situation.

Chen Shuyue, who was standing beside her, her eyes were red with heartache. She looked at the red marks on her daughter's face and her eyes were whirling.

Fu Chi looked at Zhao Weining's act coldly, said nothing, and left.

...

Su Rao discovered that the direction Song Chenyan was not going to the center of Ningcheng City.

She was stunned, pulled his clothes and said softly, "Ayan, where are we going?"

Song Chenyan tightened his hand holding the steering wheel, and then said to Su Rao with a gentle voice: "Rao Rao, we won't live there in the future."

Su Rao frowned: "Where can you live?"

Song Chenyan said: "Go to the Song family."

Su Rao was stunned.

In the original plot, Song Chenyan will become the country's leading cardiothoracic surgery expert and the youngest special professor of the medical alliance HRS. In any case, his future has nothing to do with the Song family.

But after he appeared, he overturned his life.

She didn't know what to say for a moment, so she could only look at him in silence, and after a while, she said, "A Yan isn't a doctor?"

Song Chenyan's voice was hoarse, and he said, "Rao Rao, I won't be a doctor anymore, I want to protect Rao Rao."

It is false to say that you are not moved. How can someone not be moved with such a clean and pure relationship?

The car drove towards the quiet and peaceful suburbs. When it was parked at the gate of Song's house, the housekeeper had been waiting for a long time.

The housekeeper is an old man over 60 years old, but he is energetic and has a kind face.

Su Rao heard Song Chenyan calling him: "Uncle Xu."

So Su Rao also said obediently: "Uncle Xu."

Xu Qiyu nodded and smiled, "The master has been waiting for the young master and Miss Su for a long time, please come with me."

The Song house is built in the deep mountains, with more quietness and insufficient popularity, making people feel remote.

Perhaps it is because it is located halfway up the mountain, and the snow here is even bigger than other places.

The three of them entered through the simple and elegant gate, walked through the open-air courtyard covered with snow, and finally arrived at a ancestral hall.

Song Zhaohong stood with his back to several people, wearing a black Zhongshan robe, exuding calmness and majesty.

Xu Qiyu said respectfully: "Master, the young master is back."

Song Zhaohong then turned around slowly and looked at them.

Song Zhaohong is an unimportant existence in the original system. His words have covered his life.

But at this moment, Su Rao looked at him, but was impressed by his demeanor.

The head of the Song family is obviously a person with rich experience and many storms. However, his appearance is clean and neat and cold, and his eyes are superior in shape. Even in his age of knowing one's destiny, it can be seen that he was a handsome man when he was young.

However, just talking about appearance, Song Chenyan did not have much similarity with him.

At this time, Xu Qiyu had left, and only the three of them were left in the ancestral hall.

But Song Chenyan didn't speak, and Su Rao could only remain silent.

"It's good to be back." Song Zhaohong broke the silence. He looked at Song Chenyan and smiled: "Have you been outside for so many years?"

This was particularly meaningful. Song Chenyan's expression did not change, and he said calmly: "I'm sorry for my father."
Chapter completed!