This is a decay of morality or a distortion of human nature!

Although it is inappropriate to say this, Song Jin can't say anything else good in his mind at the moment.

Although in the original owner's memory, Mr. Song is really good.

Can……

At this moment, Wanxi came from not far away.

"Master, did you take it?"

Song Jin stared at the closed door of the Songxiangyuan courtyard and took a breath, "No, forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow morning, go back to bed first, it's so sleepy."

Happy...

"Master, you have arrived at the door. Why don't you go to bed first and take it away if you are younger."

As he said that, Wanxi raised her foot and walked towards the gate.

Song Jin was so scared that he grabbed her.

Although she didn't know what her father was doing, she knew that she should not worry about many adult affairs as children.

Anyway, she doesn't really have grass on her head.

Furthermore, although the original owner left her memories about the Song family, many other parts of the memory were blank.

She didn't know much about this place, the only thing she was sure of was that her father really loved her.

Under impulse, it is easy to do stupid things.

"Don't go, at this time, I must have slept inside, so it's not good for us to go in."

Wanxi shook her head, "Master, Miss Sun's things are in the small house, and they won't quarrel with the young grandma."

The master and servant were pulling, and the gate of the Rosin Garden suddenly creaked and opened.

Song Jin and Wan Xi shut up together and turned to look over.

Mr. Song flashed out of the gate.

Wanxi's eyes immediately widened.

Fortunately, Song Jin reacted quickly and covered her mouth, "Don't make a sound."

Happy...

My dear grandma~

What the hell!

Through the moving willow branches, Song Jin saw Mr. Song and the person who opened the door whispering a few words, and looked straight at them.

Song Jin was so shocked that his shoulders shrank, and he subconsciously dragged Wanxi away.

It was like she had just planted grass on her father's head.

Heartbeat thumping.

Wanxi was still shocked and could not recover from her senses, and her whole body felt like she had been lit.

Mr. Song's footsteps approached quickly.

Song Jin...

what to do!

"Jin'er!"

In the quiet night, Mr. Song's voice seemed particularly loud.

Song Jin...

Can she say she admits her mistake?

cannot!

With a bitter face, Song Jin turned around.

He grabbed Wanxi with one hand, raised it with the other hand, waved his claws at Mr. Song, "Hi, Dad, I didn't expect to meet him here, what a coincidence."

Mr. Song looked at Song Jin with a flies expression on his face, raised his hand and slapped her forehead, "What nonsense! Why are you here?"

Song Jin told the truth, "I went to Huzhou tomorrow. I promised to ask Miss Sun for a peace talisman. I have already collected her silver and came here to get it."

"Since I am here to get things, why don't you get in?"

Song Jin...

"I...I'm watching you go in. I'm afraid I'm not suitable for me to go in again. After all,... you are my father and she is my wife."

With his head down, Song Jin drew circles on his robe with one hand.

It's really embarrassing!

Hearing this, Wan Xi turned her head and looked at her master, her eyes turning straight.

Mr. Song...

A cough sounded like a choking saliva sounded in the quiet night.

After coughing for a cup of tea, Mr. Song took a breath.

"Follow me in!"

Mr. Song glared at Song Jin, turned toward the rosin courtyard with a dark face.

Song Jin was stunned and quickly followed.

When I arrived at the gate of the Rosin Courtyard, I found that the gatekeeper was Han Bai.

In the rosin courtyard, the main room is brightly lit.

At first glance, she saw a man with a pale face sitting on his bed. A man with a serious expression stood beside him. Song Jin was so shocked that he grabbed her father's sleeve.

"father?"

Mr. Song looked calm and introduced to Song Jin, "This is Lord Shen from Kyoto."

Song Jin stood on the side of Mr. Song, looked at Lord Shen, and said softly: "Dad, where is my wife?"

Chen Yue, known as Lord Shen, had a pale face, and was two black.

Mr. Song glanced at Chen Yue, "He is."

Chen Yue...

Song Jin...

Wanxi couldn't help but open her mouth and said, "Honor, has the eldest son married a man as his wife?"

Master is so smart!

In this way, this wife can have a substantial purpose!

Wanxi thought so, and looked at the face of the man opposite.

He is quite handsome, but his face is a little bad, probably a little weak.

After Wan Xi shouted, the atmosphere in the room suddenly solidified.

Chen Yue looked at Wanxi with cold eyes.

Wan Xi hurriedly shrank behind Song Jin, "Master, the eldest young lady's eyes are a bit fierce."

Chen Yue almost vomited blood.

Taking a deep breath of trembling breath, Song Jin said to her father: "Dad, why don't you really marry a man as your wife for me? This... my son thinks it's not very appropriate!"

No wonder this person didn't want to get out of the sedan chair just now.

A man, who would be a wife for others?

Song Jin looked at the man opposite him sympathetically.

Meeting Song Jin's gaze, Chen Yue's originally sharp eyes suddenly stopped.

This person... looks familiar.

As his thoughts arose, Chen Yue couldn't help but tremble.

That heavy-tasting sissy!

The sharp eyes became a little more disgusted.

Mr. Song coughed again, "This Lord Shen was ordered to come to Yuzhou to investigate the case. Because of his injury, he was chased and killed. My father thought of a way to get married and let him live in our house. One is to recover from the injury, and the other is to continue investigating the case."

Song Jin...

"Dad and this Lord Shen have a good relationship?"

Mr. Song nodded and shook his head again, "It's not that good, but his father must help him with this kind of busyness."

"Why?"
To be continued...