Chapter 251: Suspicious Zhuo Benji was satisfied with Zhuo Tianyuan's attitude, and a worried look appeared on his face. "I'm not tired. It's just that your injury this time was too serious, which scared me. In the future, don't drink when driving."

A sharp flashed in Zhuo Tianyuan's eyes. Although he was reborn, it did not mean that he had completely lost his memory. He obviously only drank one glass of red wine, so how could he get drunk? I was afraid that there was something wrong with the soup I drank that day. "Dad, I will be careful in the future and will not make such mistakes again. By the way, what about mom? Why didn't you see her?"

"She is sick." Zhuo Mingji sighed, frowned, like a good man who was worried about his wife and children. "It's all worried about your affairs."

Zhuo Tianyuan smiled, but his eyes were cold. I was afraid that Mrs. Zhuo was worried that she would settle the score with her, right? "It was because her son was unfilial and had to worry about your elders."

Zhuo Tianyuan's words made Zhuo Benji very comfortable. "You have a good rest. I have something to say to Lijun alone."

Zhuo Tianyuan raised his eyes and looked at Tang Lijun with a gentle smile on his face, "Lijun, please trouble you."

"No trouble." Tang Lijun was very excited. It is naturally the best to have the opportunity to work with Zhuo Benji.

When Zhuo Benji and Tang Lijun disappeared in front of Zhuo Tianyuan, Zhuo Tianyuan snorted coldly. If he had believed in the affection of flesh and blood in his previous life, now he did not believe in such things at all. Some people, even if they were not related by blood, would be good to themselves. That was sincere. Some people, who were obviously close relatives, fought with each other for the sake of their interests.

Zhuo Benji treats the Zhuo family as a battlefield and treats everyone as a pawn, not as a relative.

The afternoon sun was warm and bright, shining on her body, but she didn't feel hot. Song Lingzi drove her Maserati back to the apartment.

As soon as the elevator door was opened, Song Lingzi took out the key from his bag and prepared to open the door.

After walking a few steps forward, Song Lingzi looked up and found a hunched back standing at the door. "Dad? When did you come?"

When Song Lingzi saw Song Jing, she couldn't imagine that this was her father. Song Jing was not as energetic as before and she suddenly grew older in her teens.

Song Jing touched the thick beard on his chin. "I just want to see you. I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you very much."

Song Lingzi was silent for a while, and finally opened the door and let Song Jing go in.

Song Jing didn't come to Song Lingzi's apartment many times, and he still felt unfamiliar with the environment here. "Is Shaoting at home?"

"No." Song Lingzi brought a cup of tea to Song Jing. "Dad, why did you do this?" Song Jing now has no shaved beard, no color on his cheeks, deep eye sockets, and wrinkled clothes on his body, and he could vaguely smell some oil smoke.

Song Jing looked down at his wrinkled suit and smiled bitterly: "Do I look like a beggar now?"

Song Lingzi felt a little embarrassed. "Or, take off your clothes and I'll buy a new one."

Song Jing hesitated. “Is it appropriate?”

"It doesn't matter. I'll be back soon." Song Lingzi went to the bedroom to get the pajamas that Han Shaoting had not worn before and stuffed them to Song Jing. "Dad, go take a shower, I'll come back in ten minutes."

Song Jing hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded in agreement. He thought to himself, this is his daughter's home, not an outsider, why should he be hesitant?

Song Lingzi hurriedly left and headed for the nearby supermarket.

As soon as Song Lingzi left, Han Shaoting came back. As soon as he opened the door, Han Shaoting changed his shoes at the entrance, he found that there were more men's shoes at home.

Han Shaoting looked at the style of the shoes, not like his own, nor like Shaoling's, and his heart suddenly sank to the bottom. It was not that he suspected Song Lingzi's character, but that men who had similar experiences were particularly nervous. He didn't want to suspect that Song Lingzi would cheat, but the uneasiness in his heart emerged like a spring water and could not control it.

Restraining his uneasiness, Han Shaoting walked into the house lightly, but found that there was no one in the living room and the kitchen. The only door that was open was actually his bedroom.

Han Shaoting's hands and feet were cold, and at this moment, he would rather not come back.

"Crack." The sound of the key turning came from outside, which made Han Shaoting's spirit extremely tense.

"Are you back?" As soon as Song Lingzi entered the room, she saw Han Shaoting standing in the living room, feeling in dismay. "Why are your face so bad?"

Han Shaoting stepped forward and hugged Song Lingzi. The warm body temperature reminded him that things were not what he thought, which made him feel particularly at ease and at ease. "Lingzi, where have you been?"

"I'll go out to buy a few clothes." Song Lingzi patted his back. "Your face is not good? Are you sick?"

"No." Han Shaoting took a step back and pretended to be curious and asked, "Who are you buying clothes for?"

"My dad." Song Lingzi didn't doubt anything and answered directly. "He is taking a shower. I bought it for him."

A hint of embarrassment flashed in Han Shaoting's eyes, and he almost made a big mistake. Fortunately, Song Lingzi came back early. If it was a little late, how would he explain his suspicion? "What happened to Dad?"

"I don't know either." Song Lingzi thought Song Jing was very strange. She looked like a down-and-out homeless man. "He looked very in poor spirits."

Seeing that Song Lingzi was worried, Han Shaoting comforted him: "It's okay, it's a big deal, I'm still there."

Song Lingzi felt very warm after hearing this. "Well, you have a rest first, I'll send my clothes in." He drank and looked at him.

Han Shaoting took the clothes. "I'll send them in." Han Shaoting didn't like Song Lingzi to contact any opposite sex, even if the man was his father-in-law...

Song Lingzi did not stop him and handed the clothes to Han Shaoting. She turned around and went to the kitchen and began to prepare for cooking.

After taking a shower, Song Jing put on a new suit, he felt refreshed and swept away the decadence just now. When he saw Han Shaoting sitting in the living room watching TV, he went up to chat with Han Shaoting. "Shaoting, you have been working in the military academy recently. How are you doing? When will you return to the army?"

Song Jing studied Han Shaoting's military rank and knew that if this son-in-law continued to climb up, he would be a famous figure. Naturally, he did not want Han Shaoting to continue to stay in the military academy and waste precious time.

Han Shaoting had no good feelings for Song Jing, but he didn't want to make Song Lingzi embarrassed, so he just said perfunctory. "It's okay."

Song Jing was not satisfied with this answer. "You are young and are just showing off your strength. Staying in the military academy is just burying your talent. Shaoting, if you want me to tell me, you should do it as soon as possible..."

"Dad." Song Lingzi was unhappy and walked out of the kitchen. "The organization has arrangements for Shaoting's affairs, so don't make random suggestions."

"How do you know about a man's affairs?" Song Jing put on a man's posture. "Go to cook quickly, I'll talk to Shaoting."

Han Shaoting had already transferred the TV to CCTV's military program, but when he heard Song Jing say this, he suddenly lost interest. He threw the controller on the table and stood up. "Dad, watch slowly, I'll help Ling Zi wash vegetables."

Song Jing was stunned, and then he felt a little angry. What does Han Shaoting mean? Did he shake his face? "Shaoting, what did I say wrong?"

"Dad, you are not wrong." Han Shaoting smiled. "However, Ling Zi was cooking slowly. If I didn't help, I could only wait hungry."

Song Jing was blocked by Han Shaoting and could only turn his head to watch TV, but he was very angry at Han Shaoting's ignorance. In Song Jing's opinion, if you have the opportunity to become a colonel, why not strive to be a large colonel or a general? Not everyone has the capital to climb up. People with a life experience like Han Shaoting really do not know that they are in Feng Shui treasure land.

Han Shaoting walked into the kitchen, and Song Lingzi followed him in and apologized in a low voice: "Sorry, this is how my dad is."

Han Shaoting smiled, "Don't worry, I didn't keep what he said in my heart." The marriage between the two often involves two families. Han Shaoting knew that Song Lingzi had a strong sense of self-esteem and was completely different from Song Jing.

Song Lingzi pursed her lips and remembered the last time. "I'm sorry, I should have been more patient last time."

Han Shaoting didn't react at first, but he quickly understood what Song Lingzi meant. "It's good that you can understand me. In fact, neither of our parents can represent our position. We don't need to worry too much about what they think."

The elders always have their own reasons. Han Shaoting doesn't like to follow the elders' wishes, but he doesn't want their relationship to be in a stalemate.

"I understand what you mean." Song Lingzi exhaled, "In front of them, if you can follow, you can follow them, but if you can't follow them, you can slowly find opportunities to turn around."

Han Shaoting hugged his wife's slender waist and kissed her. "I love hearing these words."

Song Lingzi pinched Han Shaoting. "You are too brave to eat my tofu at this time."

Han Shaoting turned around and started to do rice, "Why don't I dare? You are my wife, and it is natural for me to eat your tofu."

"Cough cough cough..." Song Jing coughed softly, reminding the two young people in the kitchen for his existence. "I just want to drink some juice, so..."

Song Lingzi was very embarrassed and glared at Han Shaoting a few times. Han Shaoting ignored it and continued to cook rice. Song Lingzi took out a bottle of juice and handed it to Song Jing.

Song Jing took the juice and said to Song Lingzi: "I have something to say to you."

Song Lingzi raised his eyebrows, but he followed Song Jing's wishes and took him to his study to talk.

"Lingzi, when will you have a child?" Song Jing started to the point as soon as he spoke.

Song Lingzi frowned. Why are the elders on both sides so anxious? "Dad, I'm still young..."

"You are young, Shaoting is not young." Song Jing had his own thoughts. "Besides, men like Shaoting, there are many women staring at them outside. If you don't want to lose him, you can't relax for a moment. Once you relax, there will be problems."
Chapter completed!