Chapter 20: 020

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Song Haiping and Rong Ting didn't stay in Beijing for long.

It was only a short while after their front feet came back, and Song Yuan's mother, Ms. Chen Linjing, came back from Port City.

Chen Linjing was about to return. Naturally, Song Yuan was notified immediately. Song Yuan knew that this seemingly peaceful day would be broken again. Rong Ting's existence and the relationship between Rong Ting and her. Even if she could lie to others, she could not lie to her parents. Now, dad already knows, her mother doesn't know yet. The longer this matter was kept, the worse it became. Song Yuan, who had decided to show up, became very attentive. On the day Chen Linjing was going to return, she deliberately took a half-day vacation and drove to the airport to pick up her mother in the afternoon.

Song Yuan did not forget to go to the flower shop to buy a bunch of flowers on the way to the airport.

There are many people at the airport every day. Song Yuan waited at the exit. When she saw her mother wearing big sunglasses, a windbreaker, and dragging a small suitcase out, she showed the cleverness she hadn't seen in the first 22 years. I hugged my mother when I went up, "Mom, I miss you so much"

Chen Linjing took off his sunglasses, took the bunch of flowers, and looked at Song Yuan again. "Thank you. But don't you have to work today?"

Song Yuan said very dog-legged, "How can a mother be important to work?"

Chen Linjing grinned, "OK, let's go."

Song Yuan took the initiative to help Chen Linjing drag his suitcase, and it was a booze along the way, "Mom, have you stayed in Hong Kong City for too long this time, do you eat well there?"

"I always like Cantonese food."

"That's also it. The weather is more comfortable there, mom. You just got off the plane. It's cold. I'm afraid you're cold. I brought an extra sweater and put it on the car."

Song Yuan has always been a well-behaved and sensible daughter. After Chen Linjing divorced Song Haiping, she never thought of finding another person to marry, just because her daughter was wronged.

For so many years, I don't know how many people said in her ear that women don't have to fight so hard, but she dare not fight? She works hard to give her daughter a good living environment.

After the mother and daughter came to the parking lot, Song Yuan put the luggage in the trunk and then actively opened the door of the co-driver's seat. I got this black tea from my uncle's office. It should be pretty good. It has recently cooled down. Drink some hot tea to warm up. "

Chen Linjing bowed her head, took the front passenger seat, fastened her seat belt, picked up the thermos cup from the center console, opened it and took a sip. The water temperature was just right and very comfortable.

"Mom, on my way, I was afraid you were hungry, so I bought sandwiches and rice **** in convenience stores. The rice **** were already heated in the microwave. It should be hot now."

Chen Linjing looked at Song Yuan.

Song Yuan was quite scared of her mother since she was a child. Song Yuan looked at her like this, and Song Yuan couldn't help but feel a little nervous. "Mom, what do you think of me?"

"Nothing. You have a bit of dry skin recently. I brought you a mask."

Song Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, "OK"

From the airport to her home, it is not the rush hour at work, so it only took about 40 minutes to get to the gate of the community.

Song Yuan parked his car, took out his mobile phone, and looked at it. He found that a text message came a few minutes ago. When he opened it, it was a text message sent by the bank to remind her that someone had transferred her 100,000 yuan.

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