When she said this, Xiang Dingzhou's lean body turned toward her and stared at her, as if following her description, he was transported back to a few decades ago when she was still alive.
Song Qianqian continued unhurriedly: "She likes to drink milk. On the day of painting, she accidentally knocked over the milk cup and stained the skirt of her skirt, right here."
As she spoke, she pointed with her thin white fingers at the far corner of the painting. It could indeed be seen on the light blue that the artist had specially painted this accident.
After saying that, she looked at Xiang Dingzhou: "Mr. Xiang, do you think I missed anything?"
Xiang Dingzhou looked up at her, with a bit of sadness and surprise in his expression, "Where did this painting come from? Why do you know so much about it?"
Song Qianqian smiled and said, "I am her heir."
As she spoke, she raised her left hand and showed the tail ring on her little finger.
When Xiang Dingzhou saw that thing, his eyes widened, "Where did you come from?"
Then he grabbed her again and said, "Are you really her heir? Where is she?"
Because she was rumored to have died suddenly, but her body has not yet been seen, many people simply do not believe that she died.
Song Qianqian frowned, Xiang Dingzhou was thin but very strong, and it hurt her arm when he squeezed it.
"Mr. Xiang." Shang Chao saw this and reached out to hold Xiang Dingzhou's arm at the right time.
Only then did Xiang Dingzhou come back to his senses and quickly relaxed his strength: "I'm sorry... I got excited and lost my temper..."
He was really too excited. He couldn't see her, so being able to see her heir would be a consolation, right?
Xiang Dingzhou still stared at her, "Little girl, what is your name?"
"Song Qianqian." She said generously, "The same name as her."
Xiang Dingzhou was stunned for a moment, then immediately said: "That must be the name she gave you?"
She smiled awkwardly. It seemed that Xiang Dingzhou didn't like to have close friendship with others. He didn't even pay attention to Haicheng's gossip, and he didn't even know about the real and fake daughter of the Gu family.
"I was brought home from a temple when I was a child. As for who named me... I have no way of knowing!" she said.
Xiang Dingzhou nodded: "That must be God's will!"
At this moment, Zhan Liunian obviously became the redundant one. He was left embarrassed, and the farewell was even more embarrassing, but he couldn't leave in silence and sat there with a very ugly face.
Xiang Dingzhou asked someone to carefully put away the painting, and then he saw Zhan Liunian.
Then his face changed very rudely, "Why are you still here?"
His image of a thin old man with a weird temper was immediately revealed, "Humph, your father defrauded her of tens of millions to start a business. It seems that it is not pragmatic to have a son like you!"
It sounds like the big bankers in the eyes of the outside world are particularly unpopular to him as a mine owner.
"Send off the guests!" Xiang Dingzhou gave a sonorous order.
After Zhan Liunian left, Xiang Dingzhou's voice was basically the only voice in the Xiang family's living room, and he kept asking her questions, enthusiastic and curious.
Xiang Tianhe sat beside him bitterly and frowned. He has grown so big, and all the things his old father has said to him combined may not be as much as today!
"You actually know so much?" Xiang Dingzhou looked at her in surprise at this moment, his eyes full of love, "You are worthy of being her heir!"
He sighed while recalling: "My first mine was guided by her, otherwise, I would probably only be able to dig out a pile of sand and gravel."
Song Qianqian just smiled lightly and didn't say much.
During lunch, they were warmly stayed by Xiang Dingzhou.
On the dinner table.
Xiang Tianhe secretly thought about it for a long time. He thought that since his old father liked Song Butt so much, he should be a little flattering?
So, he picked up a big piece of meat and handed it to Song Qianqian: "It's your first time coming to my house for dinner, so you're welcome!"
"Crack!" A sound.
"Ah!" Xiang Tianhe let out a low cry, and his hand was hit by a pair of horizontal chopsticks, causing the meat to fall on the table.
"Dad! Why did you hit me?" Xiang Tianhe felt bitter.
Xiang Dingzhou looked at Song Qianqian and said, "She doesn't like other people picking up food. You should be the same?"
Song Qianqian smiled, nodded, and said, "It doesn't matter, I accept your wishes."
After a while, Xiang Dingzhou went to the kitchen in person, took out a plate, and then put all the dishes for her on the plate. The small plate was placed by her hand.
This was her eating habit in her previous life.
Every time she was reborn, she was less than 1.7 meters tall and had short hands. When she went out to eat with them, the table was very large and it was very difficult to pick up the food, so she was simply too lazy to move.
So, they would take the initiative to prepare food for her.
Song Qianqian looked at the small plate, and memories suddenly came back to her, making her heart feel sour.
He smiled slightly and thanked Xiang Dingzhou.
Xiang Tianhe was unconvinced: "Doesn't she dislike other people picking up food?"
Xiang Dingzhou glared at his son: "Shut up! Can't I stop you from eating?"
Xiang Tianhe took a mouthful of rice and was dissatisfied: "If you eat so carefully, won't you grow taller? Damn!"
Shang Chao stood by and saw all this, and subconsciously remembered it all.
Later, after dinner, Xiang Dingzhou took her to visit the study and saw the various gems he collected. The entire Shang Dynasty was left hanging.
Somehow, we got to talking about life-long events.
Xiang Dingzhou suddenly asked her: "Are you dating a boyfriend?"
"Cough!" Shang Chao, who had just taken a sip of water, raised his hand, made a fist to his mouth, and choked slightly.
Song Qianqian smiled, "I'm only twenty years old, still young."
Xiang Dingzhou raised his eyebrows and said, "Xiang Tianhe is also twenty years old. How old is he?"
Shang Chao frowned.
Song Qianqian smiled awkwardly, "My family is poor, so I won't consider these things for the time being. I want to let my brother and sister get ahead first."
When Xiang Dingzhou heard this, he waved his hand. He had so much money that he could just make her brother and sister billionaires!
But Song Qianqian declined the kindness, "Talents still have to be raised and trained in poverty!"
When this point came to Xiang Dingzhou's heart, he immediately admired it and said, "Then if you need anything, you must come to me!"
She nodded.
Before leaving, Xiang Ding Zhoufei wanted to give her a bag of diamonds, but it was difficult for her to refuse.
I breathed a sigh of relief after leaving Huazhong Garden.
Shang Chao chuckled from the side and opened the car door for her.
Song Qianqian glanced at him and thought for a moment, "I'll take a taxi back myself."
"Aren't you afraid of heat stroke?"
"..." It's quite hot, forget it.
After getting in the car, she thought that the Shang Dynasty would ask questions about why she knew where the painting was and why she knew so much.
As a result, the man didn't even ask a question, he just took a bottle of milk from somewhere and handed it to her.
Song Qianqian was stunned for a moment, she was indeed thirsty.
As she looked, she noticed that the basket of oranges had been replaced with cherries, and the motion sickness medicine was still there.
"Are you going to withdraw money tomorrow morning?" Shang Chao asked.
She has pushed Zhan Liunian to a dead end, but Zhan Liunian has not made any move yet. Doesn't it seem that he still refuses to accept it?
"Withdrawing money was not my intention. If he hadn't made any move, there would be much I could do."