The Rich and Powerful Marry: the Rebirth of the Ace

   Chapter 482 547: Reunion

  Although Yu Tingzhi didn't know anything, he was always restless.

   In the past, Song Hua also locked herself in the laboratory.

   But he had never felt this way before.

   It wasn't until he saw Song Wei coming out that his hanging heart was relieved.

  Song Wei also hugged him tightly, and said with a smile, "What can I do?"

  Yu Tingzhi looked into her eyes, leaned slightly, and pressed her thin lips directly against her red lips.

   Caress carefully.

   Zhuo Yi just walked in from the outside.

   I saw this scene.

  San Ye and Senior Su Wen embraced and kissed each other.

  ! !

  This screen.

   I was stunned for a second.

   Zhuoyi immediately covered his eyes, turned around and left.

  As soon as he turned around, he saw Zhuo Er walking this way.

   Zhuo Yi grabbed Zhuo Er, "Hurry up!"

  Zhuo Er was very speechless, "I have an urgent matter with the third master."

   "Believe me, even if Mars hits the earth right now, the third master won't care about it," Zhuo Yi continued, "If you don't want to find bad luck, just stand here and wait for him."

  Zhuo Er looked inside curiously, "Senior Su Wen came out of the laboratory?"

   "Yes." Zhuo nodded.

  Zhuo Er took a deep breath, "Brother, luckily you stopped me just in time."

   Otherwise.

  Zhuo Er swallowed his throat.

  According to the character of the third master, if his good deeds were disturbed, he would probably lose his life.

   The two stood outside and waited for about ten minutes before Yu Tingzhi and Song Wei came out.

   "Third Master, Su Wen Senior."

  Song Wei nodded slightly, "Is there something wrong with you two?"

  Zhuo Er was about to speak, but Zhuo Yi caught Yu Tingzhi's eyes, and immediately changed his words: "Senior Su Wen, we are here to ask you what you want to eat, and then let the restaurant prepare it."

   "I'll just eat something light."

  Recovering from a serious illness, Song Hua didn't want to eat too greasy food.

   "Okay." Zhuo nodded.

  Song Wei continued: "Prepare me another cup of slightly sugared milk tea."

   After the words fell, Song Hua looked at Yu Tingzhi, "What do you eat?"

"same here."

  Zhuo smiled and said: "Senior Su Wen, please wait a moment, I will go to prepare."

   After speaking, Zhuo Yi took Zhuo Er's wrist and turned around to leave.

   Zhuo Er was speechless, "Why are you dragging me? I have urgent business with the third master!"

  Zhuo Yi squinted his eyes, "Why do you have no eyesight at all? Didn't you see the face of the third master? If you don't want to die, come to the restaurant with me!"

   After thinking about it, it seemed that it was not a big deal, so Zhuo Er didn't continue to struggle, but followed Zhuo Yi's footsteps and walked towards the restaurant together.

  Song Hua went back to her room and took a comfortable bath.

  She came out in a skirt, and the thin shoulder straps outlined the perfect collarbone.

  The pea-green dress made her skin white, and her whole body was filled with a youthful atmosphere that could not be ignored. It was also at this time that she could see the elegance of a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old.

  Many times, everyone will subconsciously forget that she is actually just an ordinary girl.

  Yu Tingzhi was standing by the window sill, probably talking to someone, with a cell phone in one hand and a cigarette in the other. When he saw Song Hua approaching, he immediately extinguished the cigarette in the ashtray.

  Song Wei went to the sofa and sat down, crossed her legs, picked up the TV remote control, and watched the variety show.

  The director of this variety show is Song Boyang.

   Not only is it a popular variety show in China, but it is now popular abroad.

   After a while, Yu Tingzhi hung up the phone and walked to Song Wei, "Zhuoyi said that dinner is ready in ten minutes. Leader, may I give you a shoulder squeeze?"

   "Okay." Song Wei smiled, "I'll just give you a chance to perform."

  Yu Tingzhi rolled up his sleeves in a dignified manner, "I have practiced before."

   "So powerful?" Song Hua was very cooperative.

  Yu Tingzhi was a little arrogant, "That's right, I know a lot."

  Facts have proved that Yu Tingzhi is not bragging, he did learn from a masseuse before.

  So, the massage technique is very good.

  Song Wei closed her eyes comfortably, "The strength is good, a little to the left, right, right, right here, comfortable."

   "Am I powerful?"

"superb!"

  As soon as Zhuo came to ask the two of them to eat, he was about to reach out to knock on the door when he heard a voice from inside.

  Although he has never been in a relationship, he has watched a few love enlightenment movies, so he naturally knows what the sound is about.

   Tsk tsk tsk.

   I really didn't expect the third master to be so powerful!

   Zhuoyi turned around and walked back.

   Seeing Zhuo Yi go and come back, Zhuo Er was very curious, "Why are you back again? Where are the third master and Senior Su Wen?"

  Zhuo Yi squinted his eyes, and said mysteriously: "The third master is busy making the third master with Senior Su Wen."

  Little Sanye?

  Zhuo Er's eyes widened.

   It seems that the M organization has a successor!

  The two brothers seem to have mastered some great secret, and they are so excited.

  Inside the house.

  Yu Tingzhi pressed Song Hua's shoulder and said, "Leader, can you promise me one thing."

   "Say it." Song Hua narrowed her eyes and said.

"I know you must have hidden something from me when you entered the lab this time, but we won't mention it in the past. From now on," Yu Tingzhi stopped what he was doing and walked up to Song Wei, his thin lips lightly Qi, "promise me, no matter what happens in the future, please don't hide it from me."

   "That feeling of fear is really bad, I don't like it."

   Really don't like it.

  Actually, it can be seen from Song Wei's face that she must have experienced something serious this time.

  Song Wei opened her eyes and looked at him, "Okay, I promise you."

   After finishing speaking, she stretched out her little finger towards Yu Tingzhi, with a smile on her face, "If you don't believe me, let's pull the hook. Whoever lies is a puppy."

  Yu Tingzhi stretched out his little finger to hook her.

—

  The long-haired woman was celebrating Song Hua's death.

   Who knows, at this time, the assistant brought new news.

  Song Wei is not dead.

  Not only did she not die, but she developed the latest special medicine.

  This drug can not only cure the mutant Ebola virus, but also prevent infection.

boom!

  The cup in the long-haired woman's hand fell directly to the ground and shattered.

  The assistant was too scared to say a word.

   "Trash!" The long-haired woman grabbed another cup on the tea table and slammed it on the assistant, splashing all the hot tea on the assistant, "You are a trash!"

  The assistant lowered his head, his facial expression was distorted by the pain, but he still didn't dare to cry out.

  Because no one knows the character of the long-haired woman better than her.

   At this moment, a young man walked in from the outside.

  He frowned at the assistant standing there, and then said, "You go out first."

  As soon as the assistant was granted amnesty, he immediately turned around and walked out.

  The long-haired woman turned to look at the young man, "Ge Changkong, Song Hua is not dead! Are you satisfied now?"

  Ge Changkong just looked at her like this, and then said, "For so many years, you should know what I think best."

   After a while, Ge Changkong continued: "Since some people have already left, why do you chase after them? There is not much time left for us now."

  The long-haired woman's face was full of gloom.

  She just wanted Song Hua to die.

  Can be why.

  Things are out of her control again and again?

  Ge Changkong sighed softly, and continued: "I said a long time ago, Song Hua will not die easily."

  A person like her, no matter where she lives, is the brightest star in the sky.

   "Stop messing with her again."

  The long-haired woman clenched her hands into fists, trembling all over.

  She is not reconciled.

   Really unwilling.

—

  Song Hua and Yu Tingzhi entered the restaurant.

  Lunch is light, but full of flavor.

  Song Wei ate very happily. She put down her chopsticks, looked at Yu Tingzhi and said, "Let's go around the neighborhood tomorrow. I'm going back to the capital the day after tomorrow."

  The reason why she chose to go back the day after tomorrow is because there are still some trivial matters that she needs to deal with.

in addition.

  The virus in her body has just been cleared, and Song Wei doesn't want her family to see anything.

  Yu Tingzhi nodded slightly, "Yes, but I still have some things to deal with here, so I may not be able to go back with you."

   Speaking of this, Yu Tingzhi was full of regret.

   "It's okay," Song Wei continued: "You are busy with your work, anyway, we can still be together tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

  Yu Tingzhi poured Song Wei a cup of milk tea, "Did you tell your uncles and aunts about your return?"

  Song Wei shook her head slightly, "I'm going to give them a surprise, so don't let it slip."

  Yu Tingzhi has their WeChat account.

"Um."

  Song Wei took a sip of milk tea, and then said: "This time I go back, I plan to spend time with my parents."

   I am ashamed to say it.

  She has been busy these days, neglecting many relatives around her.

   In the next two days, Song Hua and Yu Tingzhi drove a jeep across the desert and went to the mangrove forest.

   They left their footprints in many places in Continent F.

—

   In a blink of an eye, it will be the twenty-ninth year of the new year.

  Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve.

  But the Song family's faces were not happy.

  At this time in his later years, the Song family had prepared red lanterns and red couplets early in the morning. When the servants were given a holiday tomorrow morning, the family would be busy posting couplets, which was very lively.

  But this year is different.

  Song Hua is not at home.

  I always feel that something is missing at home.

   Zheng Mei looked out the window in a daze, her eyes full of sadness.

   At this moment, Song Xiuwei walked up to her, and said in a relaxed tone as much as possible: "Amei, what are you looking at?"

   "I'm looking to see if Huahua will come back suddenly to surprise us." Zheng Mei said.

  But the distance outside the window is covered with snow, where is Song Hua?

   Unable to see Song Hua, Zheng Mei sighed softly, "What's wrong with this child, Hua Hua?"

  They haven't been able to contact her yet.

  Song Xiuwei smiled and said, "Don't worry, Huahua will be fine."

   Right here, the servant Wu Ma came over with a smile on her face, "Mister and Madam."

  Song Xiuwei turned his head, "What's wrong with Mama Wu?"

   Wu Ma continued: "It's like this sir, my son is going to bring his girlfriend back this afternoon to celebrate the New Year, so I want to ask for a leave in advance."

  Hearing this, Zheng Mei was very envious.

  She wasn't envious of Mama Wu's son bringing his girlfriend back.

  She was envious of Wu Ma's son being able to come home on time for the New Year.

   Parenting.

  The greatest happiness is that during Chinese New Year, children can stay by their side.

   Zheng Mei looked at Wu Ma, and then asked: "Wu Ma, I remember you still have a daughter? Is your daughter back?"

   Mama Wu nodded, as if she didn't expect that Zheng Mei still remembered that she had a daughter, and said with a smile, "My daughter is busy with work, so she said that the bus ticket will arrive home tomorrow morning."

   Wu Ma is a native of Beijing.

  If it wasn't for the fact that the Song family's salary was too high, and she would still have a pension when she was old, she would never have come to the Song family as a servant.

  Zheng Mei nodded. Hearing this, she envied Mama Wu even more.

   After a while, Zheng Mei asked again: "Mama Wu, how many children do you have?"

   "Two sons and a daughter, the eldest son works in the capital."

   Zheng Mei smiled and said: "Then go back quickly, we will have a normal holiday tomorrow, so you don't have to come to work. You will go to work on the eighth day of the first lunar month."

   "Okay, thank you madam." Mama Wu was very happy to be able to ask for leave smoothly.

   Wu Ma continued: "Then I'll go back first."

   "Go, go." Zheng Mei nodded.

  Looking at Wu Ma's back, Zheng Mei seemed to have thought of something, "That Wu Ma, wait a moment."

   "What's the matter, ma'am?"

   Zheng Mei smiled and said, "Wait for me here, I'll go get something."

"it is good."

  Zheng Mei turned around and walked towards the elevator entrance.

   Climbing the stairs is too slow.

  She was afraid that Mama Wu would be anxious, after all, it was her son who wanted to bring his girlfriend home.

Soon, Zheng Mei went downstairs in the elevator, holding a red envelope in her hand, "Mama Wu, this is this year's red envelope, and the butler was supposed to send it to you at night, but you won't come in the afternoon, You take this."

   Mama Wu took the red envelope with both hands, "Thank you, madam."

   "You're welcome, I wish you a Happy New Year in advance." Zheng Mei said.

   Mama Wu said: "I also wish Mr. and Mrs. Happy New Year."

  After Wu Ma left, Zheng Mei's face was full of loneliness.

  Song Xiuwei knew Zheng Mei's thoughts, put his arms around Zheng Mei's shoulders, and comforted her: "Amei, don't be unhappy, what if Huahua comes back suddenly?"

   "No," Zheng Mei sighed, "She hasn't contacted us until now."

  This year, it seems that I can't live with my daughter.

  Song Xiuwei also sighed.

   Song Boyuan and Song Boyang just entered the house when they saw their parents sighing.

  Song Boyuan was very curious, looked at Song Boyang and said, "What's wrong with parents?"

  Song Boyang lowered his voice, "Can't you see it here?"

   "What do you see?" Song Boyuan asked.

  Song Boyang explained: "They should be missing my little sister. Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, and my little sister still can't be contacted!"

  Speaking of this, Song Boyuan's face was also a little lonely, "I don't know how my little sister is doing abroad!"

   The Ebola virus is not dangerous, and Song Wei has been out of contact for so many days.

  Why is this not worrying?

  Song Boyang frowned indistinctly, and continued: "Second brother, we must comfort our parents in a while."

   "Yes." Song Boyuan nodded, "I know."

  The two brothers sorted out the expressions on their faces, and walked in front of their parents with a smile.

   "Mom and Dad."

  Song Boyuan smiled and said: "Look, these are the couplets and lanterns that Boyang and I bought. Let's hang the lanterns up tomorrow."

   "Paste this couplet too."

  Zheng Mei looked at the red couplets in the bag, and didn't know what to think of, and then said: "I remember last year's couplets were written by Yan Yan."

  Song Hua's handwriting is beautiful.

   This caused Song Xiuwei to brag every time a guest came to the house.

  Hearing this, Song Boyuan couldn't laugh anymore.

  Song Boyang immediately said: "Mom, maybe the younger sister wants to give you a surprise, so she will be back tonight?"

  Song Boyuan nodded in agreement, "Boyang is right, Mom, don't think so much. My little sister will definitely get home safely."

  Although he knew it was impossible for Song Hua to come back for the New Year, Song Boyuan still tried his best to comfort Zheng Mei.

  Before Song Hua was found, Zheng Mei had severe depression, and he was worried that his mother would have a relapse.

   Zheng Mei looked at the two of them, "But your little sister is still out of contact, why did you come home suddenly?"

  Song Boyang smiled and said: "I said it was a surprise, how could my little girl still contact us? Wouldn't the surprise disappear like this?"

   "I think what Boyang said makes sense." Even Song Xiuwei agreed with Song Boyang's words.

  Hearing this, Zheng Mei's eyes rekindled hope, "So Yanyan will be home tonight?"

   "It's possible." Song Xiuwei nodded.

  Zheng Mei immediately turned around and walked upstairs, "Then I'll go and change quickly, Yanyan said I look best in blue."

  Looking at his wife's back, Song Xiuwei was full of worry.

  If Song Wei can't come back, how disappointed Zheng Mei will be!

  Thinking about this, Song Xiuwei sighed, "I don't know how your little sister is doing now!"

  It's not good to be worried.

  Especially when the person far away is still a close relative.

  Song Boyang continued to comfort him: "Dad, don't worry about it, my little sister will be fine."

   "Yes." Song Xiuwei nodded.

   After changing her clothes, Zheng Mei walked to the door and waited for Song Hua.

  She was wearing a blue down jacket, and she kept looking into the distance, her eyes full of anticipation.

   This stop is more than an hour.

   Not long after, heavy snow fell in the sky.

  Song Xiuwei walked from inside holding an umbrella, "Amei, you're home."

   Zheng Mei still looked into the distance, "I won't go back, I will wait for Yanyan."

  Song Xiuwei sighed helplessly, and continued: "It's the same when you go home and wait. It's so cold outside, what if you catch a cold?"

   "It's okay." Zheng Mei didn't even look at Song Xiuwei, "I'm not cold."

  As long as she thinks that her daughter will be home soon, Zheng Mei's whole body will be warm.

  Song Xiuwei held an umbrella, "Then I'll wait for Yanyan to go home with you."

   Another hour in the blink of an eye.

  Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Song Wei still showed no sign of coming back, Song Boyang and Song Boyuan also came out to persuade their parents.

   At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the snow in the distance.

   "Yan Yan!" Zheng Mei was very excited.

  Song Xiuwei also looked over there, and sure enough, he saw a figure, but because it was too far away, he couldn't see his face, so he didn't know if it was Song Hua.

  Song Boyuan and Song Boyang ran over immediately.

   "Little sister!"

  The two of them were also very excited. They didn't expect Song Wei to really come back.

   Who knows.

   After running in, I realized that it wasn't Song Wei, but Song Bochen's assistant Li Yue.

  The joy in Song Boyuan's eyes disappeared instantly.

  Song Boyang was also a little disappointed.

  Seeing that the two stopped halfway through their run, Song Xiuwei and Zheng Mei knew it wasn't Song Hua.

   Zheng Mei frowned slightly, "Why not Yanyan?"

   After a while, Zheng Mei looked up at Song Xiuwei, "Do you think Yan Yan was trapped at the airport because of the heavy snow today?"

  Song Xiuwei didn't know how to answer Zheng Mei.

  Song Hua understands that he can't contact his family when he enters the laboratory for work.

   After all, only by giving up your family can you protect everyone.

  If no one carries the weight forward, there will be no sun and no light.

  But from the perspective of his father, he was very sad that he couldn’t get home to reunite with his family even during the Chinese New Year because of work.

  He would rather his daughter be ordinary, be ordinary.

   Song Boyuan and Song Boyang realized that they had identified the wrong person, so they could only turn around and walk back.

  Song Boyang sighed, lowered his voice and said: "It seems that my younger sister will not come back for the New Year this year."

  Song Boyuan said: "If the younger sister really doesn't come back, our family will not be able to survive this year!"

   At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in the originally silent snowy night.

   "Second brother, little brother."

  Hearing this, the two brothers thought they had auditory hallucinations, and looked at each other, and they both saw incredible expressions from the bottom of each other's eyes.

This.

   Is this Song Hua's voice?

   Before the two could react, the familiar voice sounded again.

   "Second brother, little brother?" This time, there was some doubt in the familiar voice.

  The two turned their heads immediately.

   Sure enough.

   In the next second, I saw a familiar figure.

  The girl was wearing a pink down jacket, a furry hat, and black snow boots. She was looking at this side with a smile on her face. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, like a little princess who came out of a fairy tale world.

   "Little sister!"

  Song Boyuan and Song Boyang rushed over immediately.

  The three brothers and sisters hugged each other tightly.

   "Little sister, you are back!"

   Song Boyuan was so excited that he cried.

  Song Wei smiled and said: "Of course I will come back during the Chinese New Year. The reason why I didn't contact you is to give you a surprise!"

   Song Boyang said with red eyes: "I am really surprised. Parents must be very happy to see you later! Let's go!"

  The two brothers took Song Hua's suitcase and small backpack, stood beside her on one left and one on the right, and followed her to the door.

  Seeing the three brothers and sisters walking back, Zheng Mei was stunned for a moment. She looked at Song Xiuwei who was answering the phone, "Old Song! Old Song! Do you think that Yan Yan is back?"

  Song Xiuwei glanced over there, and was also stunned. He immediately said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Mr. He, stop talking, my daughter is back!"

   When you finish speaking, hang up the phone!

   "Yan Yan!"

  Seeing her mother, Song Wei ran over and hugged Zheng Mei, "Mom, I miss you so much."

   Zheng Mei cried: "Yanyan! Why haven't you contacted Mom for so many days? Do you know how anxious Mom is?"

  Hearing this, Song Wei felt a little uncomfortable.

   She realized that she was putting in too much time at work.

  The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, the child wants to support but the relatives don't wait, it seems that we should spend more time with our parents in the future.

   "Mom, I was wrong, I promise I will never do this again."

  Zheng Mei wiped away her tears, let go of Song Wei, and looked at her carefully, "I'm all thin!"

   "No way," Song Hua said with a smile: "Mom, look at my legs are thick!"

  In the eyes of mothers, daughters are always the thinnest.

   After a while, Song Wei took the initiative to hug Song Xiuwei, "Dad, I miss you too."

  Song Xiuwei didn't feel much at first, but when he was hugged by his daughter, his eyes turned red instantly, "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

  Song Bochen who is on a business trip in the next city: His parents seem to have forgotten his existence.

  The family of four happily entered the house.

   Zheng Mei smiled and said: "Shall we have hot pot tonight? I'll let Lao Cai prepare it, Yanyan, what do you think?"

  Hearing this, Song Hua smiled and said, "Okay, I haven't eaten hot pot for a long time."

   And hot pot is very suitable for eating on reunion days.

   Good morning everyone~

   See you tomorrow mua! (*╯3╰)

  (end of this chapter)