When Song Qiyue left the hotel, he ordered, "Fei'er, call me at 8 o'clock."

"What are you doing?" Shao Fei was surprised.

"You just fight. You talk so much, you're so unbearable." Song Qiyue glanced at him and left in a hurry.

...

The Song family’s old house is located in the north of Haicheng City, which is a very quiet mansion.

The foyer of the Song family is very strict, and the stone lion standing outside the old house is extremely prominent.

When Song Qiyue arrived at the door of the Song family, she couldn't help but touch the stone lion. The cold touch was as cold as before. She stood firmly for a while before ringing the doorbell.

"This is the Song family, who are you looking for?" the doorman inside asked.

Song Qiyue realized that the doorman had changed, so she could only call Song Jinzhi again, "I'm here."

Song Jinzhi answered the phone and came out quickly, "Sister, go in quickly, uncle and the others are all inside. Mom knows you are coming back, she has prepared a lot of dishes."

By generation, Jinzhi's mother Song Yujun is the second among the older generation of the Song family. She is Song Qiyue's aunt and Song's mother's sister.

Aunt Jun has always cared for her deeply.

Thinking of Aunt Jun, Song Qiyue felt nervous.

The two of them entered the villa one by one. As soon as they entered, they sat in the grand hall.

When Song Qiyue stepped into the hall, she heard Song Jinzhi shouting, "Uncle, aunt."

Song Qiyue also shouted, "Uncle, aunt."

My uncle Song Zhongchuan had bright black eyes, but he shouted, "Kneel down!"

This scolding resounded throughout the hall, and Song Qiyue knelt in front of them without saying a word. Such punishments were countless in Song Qiyue's memory.

"Song Qiyue! You left a letter and left for three years. Are you still the child of our Song family? Are you right to your dead mother?" Song Zhongchuan asked, and Song Qiyue bowed her head and said nothing.

Song Jinzhi couldn't stand it anymore, "Uncle..."

"Shut up!" Song Zhongchuan was obviously angry, and he questioned and scolded him again.

His rebuke eventually attracted Aunt Jun.

Aunt Jun just heard that July was back, so she hurried out of the kitchen, but saw such a scene in the hall. She hurried forward, "Forget it, July is back, so don't do this, let her get up first."

The eldest aunt also persuaded her. Song Zhongchuan turned off the fire. Aunt Jun helped her up, "Come on, come with me, these stockings are broken, go change your pants."

After going upstairs here, when the door was closed, Song Qiyue looked up, but Aunt Jun smiled, "Aunt Jun, I miss you."

She hurriedly hugged her. Aunt Jun was stunned and tears burst out from the corners of her eyes, "Why did you have been walking around for three years..."

"Oh, stop crying. It's my fault. It's me bad. I'm not doing well." Song Qiyue quickly admitted his mistake and begged for mercy. "Aunt Jun, why are you still so young and beautiful after three years? Please tell me what magic pills have you used?"

"You girl, why are you still so rude to speak!" Aunt Jun finally burst into tears and smiled.

Song Qiyue wiped her tears, "I'm telling the truth!"

"How have you been doing all these years? OK? Your elder brother has been busy with the company recently and doesn't come back to have dinner at night. You probably can't see him today..." Aunt Jun asked while finding her a pair of pants, "My pants are too big for you. It's hard for you to wear, so I took a pair of Xiangwan..."

Song Qiyue didn't care either, so she took it and replaced it. It was really just right.

Just when it comes to Xiangwan, Aunt Jun seems a little unnatural.

Before Aunt Jun could speak, Song Qiyue took the initiative to ask, "Is it okay for Xiang Wan and Su He?"

"It's pretty good..." Aunt Jun responded, stammering, "They're going to get engaged."

"That's really good." Song Qiyue still responded with a smile.

Just then, she recalled Su He's face, but she still looked youthful and bright.
Chapter completed!