Seeing that Song Zhaodong could hardly suppress his anger, Lu Qingqing immediately stood up from behind Lu Mingyu and said, "Uncle Song, you haven't seen Sister Yuying all day, why do you have to make such an unpleasant scene when you meet her?"
As Lu Qingqing spoke, he took out the key from his pocket and opened the door to his house, "We are already at the door of my house. Why don't we go in and sit down and have a glass of water?"
Song Yuying and Lu Mingyu stood together one behind the other, like two stubborn little lions, looking at Song Zhaodong, neither of them willing to take a step back.
In the end, Song Zhaodong was the first to lose his temper and said, "Okay."
Song Zhaodong told the few strong men he had brought to wait at the door, and he and Lu Qingqing entered the courtyard of Xie's house.
After all, it was a yard that had not been inhabited for a long time. Many places had not had time to clean up, and abandoned furniture was piled randomly in the yard. Such a dirty and messy environment made Song Zhaodong couldn't help but frown.
Song Yuying muttered behind her, "I came from the countryside. Now that I have become successful, I have forgotten the hardships I suffered before."
Song Zhaodong turned around and glared at her, "Song Yuying, why are you talking to your dad!"
When Lu Qingqing saw that there was going to be another quarrel, he felt that one was bigger than the other, so he quickly stood between the two of them and acted as peacemaker, "This is my lover's grandma's house. She is going to Longguang with us now, so we won't be here for a long time."
Now that it’s occupied, it really should be cleaned again.”
Song Zhaodong walked down the steps and stopped arguing with Song Yuying. He had already had enough quarreling at home.
After entering the room, Song Zhaodong's eyes looked up and down Lu Mingyu's body, making Lu Mingyu inexplicably feel like he was being seen through.
"Uncle, if you have anything to ask, just ask."
The implication is, don't always look at me like a prisoner.
There was a thin smile in Song Zhaodong's eyes, "I see myself through you, a pauper in my early twenties with nothing. This journey has been difficult."
Lu Mingyu's expression changed instantly.
How is this recalling youth? This is clearly humiliating Lu Mingyu by talking about himself!
Song Yuying stood up anxiously, "Dad, please stop making insinuations here, Lu Mingyu is different from you..."
"Shut up!" Song Zhaodong scolded, "When I was his age, I was exactly the same as he is now. I know how tiring this journey is, so I will never let you go with such a person.
"
"We are not what you think..."
Song Yuying was a little embarrassed, not only because her father came and directly exposed the ambiguous atmosphere that had just arisen between her and Lu Mingyu, but she also felt sorry for his outspokenness.
Lu Mingyu still maintained a calm smile on his face, as if the person Song Zhaodong was talking about just now was not him.
"So, my uncle plans to marry her to a powerful and powerful person, so that both Yuying and you will have to struggle for a few years less, even if she doesn't like this person, even if she won't be happy after marrying him?"
Even when he said these words, Lu Mingyu still maintained his dignity and his tone was very calm, but it was this calm tone that completely annoyed Song Zhaodong.
"How do you know she won't be happy? This is the family I carefully selected for her. If she marries her, she will live a better life in my Song family for the rest of her life!"
"Because she doesn't like that person," Lu Mingyu said with a louder voice, "because she is not a person who is greedy for happiness."
"It's my daughter's good character to not be greedy for enjoyment, but her good character should not be a reason to suffer hardships with you!"
Now that things have come to this point, this matter will no longer be good.
Lu Qingqing simply stopped being a quail, sighed and said quietly: "Whether it is for the happiness of my daughter in the rest of her life, or to maintain her own glory and wealth, we all know in our hearts, why does uncle have to pretend to be all jade here again?
Sister Ying doesn’t know what’s good or bad?”
Song Zhaodong was poked in a painful spot and did not dare to look at Lu Qingqing. He snorted coldly and turned his head away, "It is not the turn of a few yellow-haired children to dictate matters about my Song family."
Lu Qingqing smiled, then stood up from the chair, "You said it's not our turn to have any say in the affairs of the Song family. I agree, but before that I have to tell Uncle Song that the people of my Lu family are also the same.
It’s not your turn to ridicule and deny here!”
At this point, Lu Qingqing's face turned cold, "I know my third brother better than you do. I know better what kind of abilities and ambitions he has. I can better imagine what kind of talents he can display if given a platform. When the time comes,
, I’m afraid Uncle Song will always have a smiling face when he sees me.”
Song Zhaodong obviously didn't believe it and thought Lu Qingqing was just talking nonsense. He said "ha" and said, "We'll see."
"I haven't finished speaking yet," Lu Qingqing continued, "You said you were poor when you were as old as my third brother, but my brother is not. He has his own business in his hometown. In just a few months, he has earned a good monthly income.
A few hundred, do you think your income will double in a few months?"
Song Zhaodong's eyes changed slightly.
Lu Qingqing continued, with a faint smile in his tone, but it was more like a sneer, "I'm afraid you didn't even have a place to stay when you came to Beijing, but my third brother now has three children in Beijing."
If you give him a few years to buy a house, is it possible for him to buy a villa?"
Song Zhaodong's eyelids trembled twice, and finally he was willing to look at the two brothers and sisters with their straight waists.
A calm, restrained, and wise scholarly spirit permeates his body.
A bright and flamboyant person with a face that says newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.
Song Zhaodong suddenly felt that he had made a mistake on the train. No matter how he looked at these two people, they didn't look like things in a pond, but rather like a dragon or a phoenix among people who would become famous sooner or later.
Looking at Song Yuying again, her eyes were filled with tears as she looked at Lu Qingqing and Lu Mingyu.
Only Lu Mingyu seemed a little confused among a group of people with different thoughts.
When did he own three apartments in Beijing? Why didn't he know?
Lu Qingqing saw Lu Mingyu's dazed eyes and glared at him: What's mine is yours!
Song Zhaodong finally moved in his chair and adjusted his sitting posture as straightly as possible.
"I don't deny Lu Mingyu's talent, but no matter how you say it, he can't be compared with the Fu family."
Lu Qingqing was suddenly curious, what kind of family was the Fu family, and what kind of strength did it have that could make Song Zhaodong so persistent in sending his daughter into it?
Two lines of tears ran down Song Yuying's face, "Dad, I refuse to run away, not because of Lu Mingyu, but because I don't want to marry Fu Niansheng. You know better than me what kind of person he is, do you have to watch me jump into the fire pit?"
In order to be satisfied?!"
Lu Qingqing became even more curious about Fu Niansheng.
Song Zhaodong didn't speak for a long time, wondering what he was thinking about.
After a while, Song Zhaodong's eyes slid over Lu Mingyu's body and landed on Song Yuying's face, "If you really want to refuse the Fu family's marriage, then go and tell the Fu family yourself, I can't help but feel ashamed.
.”
Song Yuying was stunned for a moment, then she was ecstatic, rushed over and hugged Song Zhaodong's arm, "Dad, thank you, thank you..."
Lu Mingyu and Lu Qingqing sent Song Zhaodong out together. Song Zhaodong stared at Lu Mingyu before leaving. Lu Mingyu had no reaction, but it made Lu Qingqing and Song Yuying feel worried.
Fortunately, after looking at it for a long time, he just left a sudden sentence, "Work hard."
Then he left, and did not take Song Yuying away by force.
The three people looked at each other, laughed out loud together, and leaned against the wall to breathe heavily, as if they had experienced a big battle.
Lu Qingqing joked: "Okay, third brother, I have met my father-in-law in advance."
Song Yuying's face suddenly turned red, and Lu Mingyu glared at her, "Don't talk nonsense."
Only Song Yuying herself knew that her heart was like a galloping deer, beating faster than ever before.