Chapter 1220 Drinking
"Forget it, Aunt Feng." Song Jinyan finally said, "Sometimes life is more painful than death."
Aunt Feng's anger could not be dispelled, and she also knew that the old general must be feeling bad at this time. On the one hand, he is his own son, and on the other hand, he is his own granddaughter who has no feelings. On the one hand is the fake granddaughter who loves and grows up with deep affection.
The palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh, even if he didn't say anything, Aunt Feng knew the embarrassment and preference in the old general's heart.
Preference?
How can such a wild species with shallow eyelids be preferred?
Just because she has a sweet mouth and can coax people since she was a child? So you made a big contribution?
Aunt Feng didn't think so, but she followed Song Jinyan's words and let her go.
The guards quickly dragged Song Zishan out.
"I'm going to be in a bad mood, so I would like to ask you to drink with me." Aunt Feng watched Song Jinyan grow up and called him Young Master to the outside world, but she had a very good relationship with her in private.
Song Jinyan has always regarded Aunt Feng as her own aunt.
She was originally the adopted daughter of her grandfather, and her biological father was also one of her grandfather's subordinates on the battlefield, who died in a breakout battle. But Aunt Feng never mentioned these things, let alone showing off.
Over the years, she has been low-key, hardworking, and capable.
When she was young, she was Aunt Feng, but Feng Cuilou, a flower in the confidential room. By virtue of his ability, he became the first confidential secretary in the secretary's office, managing dozens of key personnel, large and small, in the entire office.
If you don't say it, who can see it.
"Okay!" Song Jinyan was very familiar with Aunt Feng, knew her temper, and was not surprised at the moment, and told Songshan to drive.
A group of three people came to a time-honored restaurant that Song Jinyan often went to. Aunt Feng didn't say a word along the way, with an ugly expression on her face, she went to order food in Songshan in the hotel box, and came back with a bottle of red wine and a corkscrew in her hand.
When I entered the door, I drove away the waiter who followed me.
"Why is it red wine?" Aunt Feng glanced at it and said unhappily, "Change it to white wine, Moutai."
Songshan glanced at Song Jinyan uncertainly.
Song Jinyan nodded.
Songshan went out immediately, and just after he left, he said, "Three bottles, one bottle for each of us."
Song Jinyan silently followed, "Aunt Feng can drink a bottle by herself."
Aunt Feng: "As a secretary, who can't drink?"
Songshan was about to cry, because he couldn't, not only couldn't drink, but he couldn't even hold a glass. Instead of pouring a glass of white wine, pour a glass of beer.
However, Songshan quickly came in with baijiu, opened a bottle for Song Jinyan and Aunt Feng, and sat obediently by himself drinking plain water, and then listened to Aunt Feng's baijiu with the peanuts, sauced beef and vinegar. Jellyfish head began to mutter and complain.
The chatterbox can't be closed when it is opened, as if to say all the words that have been held in my heart all these years is the only way to be happy.
"Do you think your grandpa is old and confused? I can't say whether he has become soft-hearted or more ruthless."
Song Jinyan didn't speak, he refilled the white wine glass for Aunt Feng, and then had a drink with her.
After gulping it down, Aunt Feng continued to mutter: "I can't swallow this breath just thinking about it, do you know what I am most angry about?"
"What is it?"
"It's your grandfather, how could he be so cruel? He found out the truth early in the morning, but kept it from all of us. Okay! My surname is Feng, and I'm an outsider, so I'm not qualified to take care of your Song family's affairs. But how could he hide it? With you, without telling your father?"
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