Chapter 590 Familiar Note Message

Once upon a time, Song Jingwan was still thankful that Song Yaoyao, whom she hated, didn't look like her.

Until she saw Mu Wei——

Zhou Manli went shopping and hasn't returned, Song Rui has never been at home.

Song Wenchuan had his coat hanging in his arms, and as soon as he went downstairs, he saw Song Jingwan walking in with a sullen face.

"What's wrong with your hair? Someone bullied you?"

Song Jingwan's footsteps paused slightly, her hand beside her clenched tightly, and she slowly raised her head.

Following the last quarrel in the hospital, Song Jingwan had not spoken to Song Wenchuan for a long, long time. It is undeniable that even now, Song Jingwan still resents him.

"Still angry?"

Song Wenchuan helped his forehead, and he handed the coat to the servant, "Wash it."

"If it's because of what happened last time, then I apologize to you. My words may indeed be a bit heavy, but Jingwan, I really think the entertainment industry is not suitable for you. You are very good, at least you have finished college. Wait for your temperament. Settle down, mature, and if you still insist on being an actor, then I won't stop it."

Because of these words, Song Jingwan's heart felt a little more comfortable.

She pursed her lips, her eyes quickly filled with water mist, and her voice was weak, "But I... really like that industry, brother, it's been a long time since I liked something like that. I promise, I definitely don't. I will fall behind to study, you help me, okay?"

As long as Song Wenchuan nodded, it was not easy for her to get the role of Mu Wei.

Song Wenchuan closed his eyes, "This matter is not negotiable, I will not help you. If you insist, I will not stop it."

But Song Jingwan didn't want to get any help from him either. Song Wenchuan's original intention was to make Song Jingwan retreat in spite of difficulties, and the college entrance examination would be in a few months.

Although they are people like them, they don't care whether she can come back with a top student in the college entrance examination. However, no matter which school you are in, your grades are the best stepping stone.

Even if you go to a foreign university and want to enter an institution of higher learning, having money is not enough.

Let me ask, isn't there anyone who is more powerful and powerful than the Song family?

"Even if I beg you?"

Song Jingwan held back her tears and laughed angrily, "Even if I beg you to help me, wouldn't you be willing?"

"Jing Wan—" Song Wenchuan's temples jumped violently, "I said, at least you go to university first, and then things..."

"No after! I don't need you to worry about it."

She turned around with a sullen face, and left without looking back.

Even if Song Wenchuan called her from behind, she didn't even hear it.

The servant who has worked in the Song family for more than ten years sighed and handed a note to Song Wenchuan, "Master, this fell out of your pocket. Hey... what happened to the second miss recently? ? Young master, have you quarreled with her?"

"Well, I see, you go to work first."

The maid said hello and walked away.

For a while, only Song Wenchuan was left in the living room. Sitting in a wheelchair, he looked at this home where he had lived for more than 20 years, and suddenly felt a sense of strangeness.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the note. The familiar folding method gave Song Wenchuan a sense of absurdity.

From the first resistance and irritability, to the current irony and laughter.

In fact, it didn't take a long time in between.

——to Song:

The ability of your company's employees to do things is really bad. You have fired a few useless ones for you, no thanks.

Oh, and also, invest your money for a small profit. I will take part of it, and the rest will be counted as a reward.