After the fight, Song Bing, who was ecstatic, held Song Zhao high up among the crowd.

Just like when her little daughter was hugging her when she was young, she let Song Zhao sit on her shoulders.

Song Bing smiled so hard that the sky shook the earth, and kept shouting, "My good daughter, my little heart."

Song Zhao was shocked and nervously grabbed his father's head.

General Song was so excited that he took his daughter around several times.

Since that time... not only did his wife have a cold war with him, but his favorite little daughter has also been separated from him. How long has it been since he heard his little daughter Jiaojiao Ruoleng call him father?

Song Bing felt depressed. Now that his daughter is willing to pay attention to him, how can he not be excited?

Thinking of this, Song Bing actually gave Song Zhao a hard pout on both cheeks!

As a result, the stubble on the man's face thorned Song Zhao's tender white face and immediately turned red.

Song Yao felt so distressed that she was gentle and exclaimed, "Father, please let go of your little sister, her face is red from your beard."

Song Bing was shocked and looked at his little daughter with annoyance, "Good daughter, is it my father reckless, does it hurt?"

He then squatted down and subconsciously put his hands on Song Zhao's face to rub it. However, the calluses on his hands became harder, and thus, they became even red.

"It doesn't hurt." Song Zhao hurriedly hid beside Song Yao and shook his head with a quarrel.

The little girl was as cute as ever, and her black pearl-like eyes blinked, making Song Bing's heart melt. She really wanted to give all the best in the world to his daughter.

"It's really unruly. Zhao Zhao'er is a big girl. How can you, as a father, kiss her like you did when you were a child? What kind of decent thing is this?" Old Lady Song hummed pretending to be angry, but the smile in her eyes was about to ejaculate.

The father and daughter can rebuild, and the old lady is the happiest person!

"My daughter, why did I kiss her? When she was a child, I washed her diapers myself!"

General Song held his head up and said proudly in an extremely loud voice.

Not to mention that his daughter is only twelve, even if she is seventy-seven and eighty-year-old, she will always be a child in his eyes. He has to kiss her even if he wants to!

Xia Qingyao was isolated on the side, watching the Song family feel happy, her eyes turn red, as if she is suffering a huge grievance.

She can now rely on Song Jingxian's support to eat and wear a good meal, but she is not happy.

She had already calculated that when Uncle Song came back and cultivated his feelings with him, she could improve her quality of life.

However, when Song Zhao came, Uncle Song could not see her at all.

For Xia Qingyao, who lost her father since childhood, she had long regarded Song Bing, who took her to the general's house, as her own father.

Seeing her father's love for Song Zhao, her heart was twisted into maggots, and all her previous efforts were in vain.

At the same time, I hate that Song Zhao already has so much, but he still wants to steal her fatherly love.

Old Mrs. Song gave the nanny a look, and the nanny immediately walked over to Xia Qingyao and said, "Miss Xia, our master is going to have a reunion dinner, please come back."

Xia Qingyao wiped her eyes and left unwillingly.

Song Jingxian's eyes sank slightly when he saw this scene.

Song Zhao became more willful. After all, she was his benefactor, but she didn't give Yaoyao any face.

Forget it, repaying kindness is his business, he should rely on himself.

But he is not at the moment, so he thought that after the end, he would ask his servants to send some money to Yaoyao from his private warehouse to make up for his guilt.

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While eating.

Old Lady Song said to Song Bing happily, "You are back just in time. In two days, it will be the time when Yaoyao and Duan's family will determine the formal wedding date.
Chapter completed!