Rong Boye took out all the jewelry left by the Nanqing Dynasty and told Song Xiang their significance one by one. Song Xiang took note of them carefully and prepared to put them away.
"Don't hide it, you can wear it."
"Ah?" Song Xiang shook his head, "What should I do if it breaks?"
"It's a pity to hide it. Wearing it on you is what she wants to see."
Rong Boye's voice was calm, he took a pink pearl chain and made two gestures on Song Xiang's wrist.
Song Xiang wore a gemstone bracelet on her right hand that was given as a cold gift. She hesitated and took it off carefully.
Rong Boye saw it and said, "Is it from him too?"
Song Xiang blushed and nodded, "He made it with his own hands."
It's also a bit of a show off.
Rong Boye breathed a sigh of relief, wound the pearl chain twice and put it on Song Xiang's wrist.
"Wear whatever you want from now on." After saying this, he glanced at the gemstone chain.
Song Xiang wanted to laugh and thought her father was quite childish.
She put the chain she had taken off into the box, moving carefully.
"After a period of time, we will hold a formal introduction banquet for you and change your household registration. During this time, please divert your mind and don't just think about going to Yueji." Rong Boye stood up.
Song Xiang's mind was still on the bead chain, and he didn't expect that this topic would be brought up.
"I……"
She knew it well, Rong Boye said this because he wanted her to take over in the future.
"Your business is so big."
"So you have to learn as soon as possible and don't delay."
Song Xiang put his hands on his side, "Isn't there Chu Xun?"
Rong Boye did not follow her words, but said in another way, "If I don't find you, everything in the Rong family will be donated."
In other words, I never thought of leaving it to Chu Xun.
Song Xiang nodded blankly, a little uncertain. She had dreamed of sitting in the position of Yan Han before, but if she was really asked to do it, she would not dare.
I still know how much I weigh.
Rong Boye just mentioned one thing, and then said nothing more. The father and daughter sat down on the carpet and looked through the photo albums of the year. Rong Boye spoke very little and occasionally said something. Song Xiang listened and felt regretful.
pity.
It wasn't until dusk that the father and daughter went out.
Song Xiang felt as if she was much closer to Rong Boye, and the words "Dad" became natural and simple.
…
In the next few days, Song Xiang would go to Yue Ji to handle affairs in the morning, and would return to the house early in the afternoon to have afternoon tea and watch movies with Rong Boye.
Life has never been so easy. Although Rong Boye said he wanted her to prepare to take over, he didn't mean to rush her.
Yan Han probably felt that this time belonged to their father and daughter, and other than making phone calls at night, they didn't do any tricks.
"Where's your bracelet?" Yan Han saw it at a glance in the video at night.
Song Xiang rolled over on the bed, "Took it off and replaced it with a new one."
As he spoke, he raised his wrist and showed the bead chain in front of the camera.
"My father gave it to my mother, and now I keep it."
Very proud tone.
He said harshly and shabbily, "With this, where can I throw my broken chain into the trash can?"
Song Xiang stuck out his tongue and said, "Stingy guy, I didn't throw it away. I kept it well."
Yan Han snorted and started to feel weird again.
Song Xiang was very happy to hear this. She lay on the bed and told him what had happened in the house in the past two days.
Yan Han frowned when he mentioned Xiang Shuyi.
"He lives at your house too?"
Song Xiang nodded deliberately, "Yes, I've been staying here for several days and I just won't leave."
Yan Han: "Are you guys going to meet?"
"Heaven, heaven, see you."
Yan Han: "..."
He finally heard it, the little villain did it on purpose.