Chapter 43 Uncle
"Then what do you mean, Miss Song Qianhua's assets are your assets, is that what you mean?" Another reporter asked a more pointed question.

Song Baigang's face darkened even more, and he really wanted to curse, but he knew that if he offended these reporters now, tomorrow's headlines, major newspapers and tabloids would all be full of curses.

He forcefully forced a smile, and said to the questioning reporter: "This reporter, you really know how to joke, I am Qianhua's uncle, and Qianhua and I are a family. Besides, the elder brother is gone now, Qianhua It's like my own daughter, why should we divide each other?"

"Song Dong, can you tell me about Miss Song Qianhua's experience in the past ten years?"

Song Baigang winked at Liu Zhongming, Liu Zhongming understood, and immediately greeted the mercenaries who had been waiting for a long time.

Liu Zhongming squeezed in front of Song Baigang, and said to the reporters: "Everyone, Mr. Song has been on the plane for more than ten hours, and now he needs to rest. Please make way, everyone!"

The mercenaries rushed forward, pulled all the reporters away, and left the airport with Song Baigang and others.

Drive all the way back to Song Zhai.

Song Residence is located in the only villa area in the center of Jiangcheng City, Lvhai Garden. Although it is not comparable to the Mansion Court, it is second only to the Mansion Court.

Stepping into Song's residence, Song Baigang's wife and his two children greeted him.

Song Baigang smiled and said to Qianhua: "Come on, let me introduce you. This is my wife. Everyone calls her Aunt Feng Jiao. This is my son, Song Zhiyuan. Today, he is studying at the same school as you. This is my daughter, Song Xiaoling, who has just turned 16 years old, during the period of living here, I chatted with Xiaoling more, after all, she is the same age!"

Song Baigang made the introduction with a smile on his face, trying to please Qianhua, but humming in his heart, if he hadn't remembered Qianhua's assets under her name, how could he lead her home?
Qianhua nodded slightly towards the family, without any expression on her face, showing no joy.

Although Song Baigang married later than Song Wanwan, they married with a son, so they gave birth to a son and daughter before Song Wanwan, which really made Song Wanwan very envious.

"Auntie, cousin, cousin, hello!" Song Qianhua called to them with a slight smile on his lips.

Aunt Feng Jiao was stunned, and thought, didn't Bai Gang say that Song Qianhua was a fake?How do you call her aunt?

Song Baigang was also slightly taken aback, but then he thought that only if Song Qianhua was Song Qianhua, the name of his transfer of assets would be more appropriate. If Song Qianhua was not Song Qianhua, everything would be difficult.

Song Baigang winked at his wife, and the lady understood, and held Qianhua's hand again and again with a smile, and greeted him warmly.

Qianhua smiled, coldly, thinking that the two couples really know how to act, they really are not a family, if they don't enter a family, they are the same stuff.

Ever since Qianhua entered the door, Song Zhiyuan's eyes have never left Qianhua. On the day Qianhua entered school, he once saw Qianhua from a distance, and he was immediately shocked. , what a face-saving thing that must be!

Song Xiaoling was just the opposite. She was also a student of Tianchi International. Coincidentally, she happened to be in the same class as Qianhua. Qianhua's appearance on that day instantly ignited the anger of all the girls in the class. She also once joined other female students in a restaurant She tried to find fault with Qianhua, but instead she was stained with a plate of vegetable juice on her brand-name clothes.

(End of this chapter)

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