Chapter 397: Song Zhaohang Beats Up the South Vietnamese Mission 1

Song Zhao frowned,

Without even thinking about it, she immediately ordered the servant girls, "Take these flowers away."

The maids froze for a moment, then moved flowers as requested.

Song Jingxian was busy working early in the morning, seeing Song Zhao's reaction, his eyes darkened, and he stared blankly at Song Zhao.

After going to the battlefield, Song Jingxian's appearance became much tougher, and his originally clear eyebrows and eyes became more fierce, and he looked more like a prince than before.

Such a big man pouted his mouth in grievance at this moment, as if he had been greatly wronged.

Song Zhao felt very angry, pointed at the clearing where the crabapple flowers had been cleared, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "You destroyed all the flower seeds I planted yesterday."

Song Jingxian was startled, looked down at the ground, and the gloom in his heart suddenly dissipated.

He also thought that it was his sister who hated him, and she had already vented her anger on Begonia.

He rubbed his muddy hands, and discussed in a gentle tone, "Then I will compensate you?"

Song Zhao glanced at him, and said very sadly, "You can't afford it."

Song Jingxian, "..."

He felt that he was looked down upon by his sister.

Obviously before, he was the most powerful elder brother in Zhao Zhao's heart.

Feeling empty in his heart, he pursed his lips and said, "I can give you as much money as you want, I'm... very powerful."

Song Zhao glanced at him, and waved his hands generously, "Forget it, the family will not talk about each other."

She was also brought up by Song Jingxian, her upbringing was more generous than heaven, no matter how much she loved money, she couldn't possibly want him.

When Song Jingxian heard the words, he suddenly became excited, he liked what his sister said very much.

family.

They are family.

"Sister, don't you like crabapple flowers?" Song Jingxian remembered that Song Zhao liked crabapple flowers very much. In the past, whenever he saw crabapple flowers, he would be overjoyed.

But now he couldn't see any joy in Song Zhao's eyes.

He can't understand.

Today's Song Zhao has seen better flowers, who still likes crabapple flowers?

Song Zhao shook his head decisively.

Song Jingxian curled up her fingertips, feeling that she didn't know her sister too well, and asked shyly, "Then what flowers do you like now?"

Song Zhao shook his head, "No."

Although she likes to grow flowers, she doesn't like it.

She only grows flowers for fragrance and medicine, mainly to make money.

What is like it?

It seems that a person has spent those hundred years alone, day after day of loneliness and loneliness, every moment of the heart like still water.

Think about it.

In fact, she doesn't have any hobbies anymore.

To say that the only one I like is the Lord Power Minister.

It's a pity I haven't gotten anyone yet.

Song Jingxian thought that Song Zhao loves to tinker with flowers so much, it must be because he likes them very much, so Song Zhao said no, Song Jingxian's eyelids were slightly dark red.

"Aren't you," he said after holding back for a while, "don't want to talk to big brother, don't want big brother to know about you?"

Song Zhao blinked.

Song Jingxian fell into self-loathing, lowered his head decadently, and said in a slightly tense tone, "Anyway, I'm also your elder brother, even if you don't like me, you still have to let me know something about you.

You have to be reasonable in life. I raised you so much, but you are always responsible for taking care of me. You can’t ignore me. You are not filial. "

Song Zhao was overwhelmed when he heard that, looked at him, and sighed slightly, "Brother, can you stop imagining yourself."

You are so good at making up your mind, I think you are the elder brother of the powerful minister.

There are 5 more, see you tonight.