"Zhihe, why are you not at home yet? Are you back with Su Nan?"

Su Yifeng's voice was vigorous and powerful, and it also reached Shang Qian's ears.

Song Zhihe glanced at Shang Qian, and his face looked a little wrong.

He took his cell phone to the door to answer:

"Ms. Su has some urgent matters in the company and may arrive later. I will tell you that Xiaoyuer will arrive in a while, which will make you wait for a long time."

"Okay, come on."

Su Yifeng hung up the phone.

Song Zhihe turned around and wanted to continue to advise the two children not to procrastinate.

Shang Qian walked over with his hand that he had already taken to tell.

Tell me, the child's face was full of unhappiness, but he still had to obey.

Shang Qian touched the child's head:

"Go."

Say, the child nodded obediently and walked to Song Zhihe.

Xiao Yuer also obediently stretched her head over and waited for Shang Qian to touch him.

Shang Qian touched helplessly: "You go too, have fun."

Xiaoyuer nodded obediently: "Goodbye Daddy!"

Shang Qian nodded.

Song Zhihe bent the corner of his lips, nodded, and then pulled the two children away.

They didn't have a single word of communication.

It seems that you can feel the incongruity of each other's aura.

But as soon as they got into the car, Xiaoyuer suddenly thought of something and got out of the car.

He ran to Shang Qian and looked up at him:

"I understand, godfather, don't you like you anymore? So you can't even go back to your home?"

Shang Qian's face turned dark and his eyes looked at him with a slightly cold look, and his lips were pursed without saying a word.

The little fish blinked, and his voice opened:

"Or you kneel down and apologize, or I will have another godfather!"

Shang Qian's face was a little chilling inexplicably.

Before leaving.

Shang Qian ignored his bad ideas and told him:

"Don't say you've seen me when you go back!"

Xiao Yuer widened her eyes: "Goddad, you offended a lot of people, and even grandpa and the others can't see you?"

Shang Qian frowned, his face turned and snowy. Seeing that his eyebrows were about to get angry, Xiaoyuer turned around and ran away.

This little clever ghost!

Get in the car.

Tell me about the depressed children.

"What did you say to daddy?"

"secret!"

"snort!"

"Hmph!"

Song Zhihe felt helpless about the tempers of the two children.

But he didn't forget the serious matters, so he started the car and went to the direction of the Suzhou house.

Su's house.

The Su family should attach great importance to Song Zhihe, the guest, and even Su Jin, who should have been in the hospital, came back.

Su Qi was lying on the sofa, and Ning Zhilia sat on the side and fed him grapes, just like an old man.

Su Yifeng was so angry that he ran to the yard to trim the branches.

The butler was watering the yard, watching the car come in, and happily asked someone to open the door.

Su Yifeng turned around and hesitated for a moment because it was a strange car.

Seeing the little boy and Xiaoyuer get out of the car, Su Yifeng immediately grinned happily.

"Baby..."

Tell me, the child rushed up: "Grandpa!"

Su Yifeng hugged her and walked around happily, then looked at Song Zhihe who was walking over.

Song Zhihe is handsome and has a clear and clean aura, which obviously leaves a favorable impression on Su Yifeng.

Unfortunately, his daughter is not interested in him.

He smiled, "Zhihe, I've wanted to invite you to your home long ago. How are you okay to go to the company?"

Song Zhihe took the things he had prepared long ago and handed them to the butler behind him, and said with a smile:

"Very good. Miss Su and her colleagues in the company take good care of me. I feel honored to be able to work here."

Su Yifeng nodded:

"It's good that you're happy. Your father told me that it depends on your meaning for how long you want to stay here. However, I always feel that it's aggrieved that Su Nan is aide. I will ask her to change your position and experience it."

Song Zhihe smiled cleanly and refreshedly, and walked in with Su Yifeng:

"Thank you Uncle Su for your kindness, but I'll decline."

"how?"

"I don't plan to stay for too long. I just want to deal with the matter at hand in the past two days and start my own business."

Song Zhihe's words made Su Yifeng stunned and asked him with a smile:

"Okay, where do you want to start a business?"

He really admires this young man more and more!

Song Zhihe thought for a while and said:

“I want to open a coffee shop.”

Su Yifeng's smile froze and smiled: "Okay, okay, okay, just practice it, it's also about doing business!"

"I made coffee for Miss Su every day these days, but she was not satisfied with the production, so I simply went to the coffee shop to buy it. I went there frequently, so I naturally had some understanding of the coffee shop, so I wanted to give it a try."

Song Zhihe spoke very purely and openly, and looked very expectant.

Su Yifeng nodded:

"Your idea is naturally good, but your dad wants you to go home to manage your business, you are like this..."

"Uncle Su, my sister is much better than me in my family. She is there in the business at home, so I can't worry about it."

Su Yifeng smiled and said nothing.

When Su Qi heard the voice, he got up from the sofa and smiled politely:

"Zhihe, you should have come long ago. My father has been talking about you from the beginning."

Ning Zhilia greeted him, smiled and went out to help.

Su Jin was working in the study and heard the noise.

Song Zhihe obviously had to be more cautious when seeing Su Jin than Su Yifeng.

He himself felt that Su Jin's aura might be very similar to his sister, which was so cold that it was numb.

So he worked very hard to relieve himself from his nervousness.

Tell me, the child ran over and hugged Su Jin, and asked him with a smile:

"Uncle, where is brother?"

Su Jin smiled and touched her face:

"Brother is going to class."

Tell me, the child sighed very regretfully:

"Brother is so pitiful."

Su Jin smiled gently and said, "It's what he wants to go by himself. If he wants to go too..."
To be continued...