Song Hongyu smiled, "Looking at your question, what does it mean to me?"
Sophie got angry and said, "Song Hongyu, I'm warning you, it's best if you return to China this time just for profit."
"If you have any ulterior motives, or if you dare to trick my family, I won't let you go!"
Song Hongyu smiled indifferently, "What do you mean by a crooked idea? Besides, Feng Yuanyuan is also considered a member of the Zhao family?"
Sophie asked, "My husband's sister, do you think she is a family member?"
Just as he was talking, a car came not far away.
Sophie didn't bother to argue with him and waved.
Zhao Dong parked the car, opened the door, and got out of the car.
When he saw the person, he took off his coat without asking any questions.
It was draped over Sophie's shoulders, wrapping her up, and at the same time, she brought it into her arms, "Is it cold? Your nose is even red from the cold!"
Sophie raised her head and pursed her lips tightly. The grievance she had just suffered in front of her father seemed to have found a place to vent at this moment.
He threw himself into Zhao Dong's arms and hugged him tightly with both hands.
Zhao Dong noticed that the shirt on his chest was wet with tears, and tightened his grip tighter. When he looked up at Song Hongyu, the gloom in his eyes seemed to be real!
Song Hongyu was watching the excitement just now, and was almost startled when he felt Zhao Dong's gaze.
He took two steps back, quickly raised his hands and said, "Brother, misunderstanding, misunderstanding."
"This matter really has nothing to do with me. I don't dare you bully your wife!"
Zhao Dong lowered his head, "What's going on? Tell me!"
Sophie raised her head with tears in her eyes.
The watery eyes easily penetrated Zhao Dong's heart.
He hurriedly stretched out his hands, wiped the corners of Sophie's eyes, and asked distressedly, "Why are you crying again?"
Sophie burst into tears and smiled, "I miss you."
Zhao Dong was amused by her, "I'm scared to death of you!"
Sophie raised her eyebrows, slapped Zhao Dong's palm away, and said with bared teeth: "I hate it so much, the smell of cigarette smoke in my hand, and your face is stained!"
As she spoke, she tilted her head and rubbed Zhao Dong's chest, like a naughty kitten.
After sorting out his emotions, he had returned to normal when he looked up again, "Okay, I'm fine. Song Hongyu doesn't dare to bully me. Don't scare him again by pretending to be cannibalistic!"
Zhao Dong restrained his sharpness, nodded apologetically and said, "I'm sorry."
Song Hongyu waved his hand and said casually: "It's okay, it's okay."
While joking, he looked at Zhao Dong with a little more interest.
When they first met, Zhao Dong gave him an ordinary feeling, nothing sharp at all.
But that glance just now seemed like all the secrets in his heart had been penetrated by him!
If it weren't for his good concentration, he would almost have found a flaw!
After saying a few polite words, Zhao Dong turned on the passenger car.
Before Sophie could get into the car, Song Hongyu suddenly said: "Um...Mr. Zhao?"
Zhao Dong turned around and said, "Just call me Zhao Dong, no need to be so polite."
With a familiar tone, Song Hongyu said, "Um, when we met just now, didn't you say you wanted to treat me to a wedding banquet tonight?"
"How about...I go back with you?"
Zhao Dong thinks this person is quite interesting.
He said this just now, but as long as you are not stupid, you should have heard that it was just a polite word.