Goodnight Kiss from My Rumored Husband Chapter 1245

They have arrived at Song Changlin’s car. Song Changlin is ready to open the door. Song Changwen calls him. He pauses and turns to look at Song Changwen: “sister.”

Every time song Changlin calls for her sister, song Changwen has a deep sense of responsibility in her heart.

She raised a hand to pat song Changlin on the shoulder, “you are my brother, we are a family.”

Song Changlin nodded, “well.”

Song Changwen’s eyes and tone are sincere, “my sister’s expectation for you is not to inherit the Song family, not to cultivate a successor who inherits the family business, but to want you to be safe.”

In the latter sentence, every word she said felt heavy.

Then she stared at Song Changlin’s face without blinking, her eyes showed a touch of melancholy.

Song Changlin bent his lips and smiled bitterly, “but he pursues peace blindly, but he can’t protect those who care.”

With a slightly self deprecating tone, the amount of information is very large.

“Ah.” Song Changwen sighed, “I don’t know the specific background of your mother’s side, but through my father’s entrustment to protect you and protect you, I can guess that the background of your mother’s side is certainly not simple.”

She pauses for a moment, then goes on: “the person you care about is nothing more than Lin yishallow. These years, Lin yishallow is in the entertainment circle with the wind and the water. I wonder if you are helping in the dark.”

After that, she stared into song Changlin’s eyes and did not miss the slightest reaction.

Song Changlin’s response did not cover up. He bent his lips and asked song Changwen with a smile, “what did you find out?”

To song Changwen’s conjecture, he displays the doubtful point not to be surprised.

Song Changwen shakes her head. “He hasn’t found it, it’s just my own guess.”

Song Changlin chuckled again. “Maybe he just doesn’t want to admit it or accept what I did for Xiaoyi.”

He turned around and looked inside.

The feelings and emotions in her eyes are very responsible. Song Changwen looks at them, both distressed and helpless.

She reached for song Changlin’s arm and said with a smile, “it’s your nephew, anyway. Don’t you think they live like human, devil and dog?”

Song Changlin takes her eyes back and gives song Changwen a smile. She doesn’t answer the question, “go back.”

With that, he reached out to open the door and bent down to hold the car tightly.

He now lives in Song Changwen’s place. Two people can go back together. Song Changwen wants to chat with him, so he asks the driver to take the car to a meeting.

She went around to the passenger seat of song Changlin, put on the seat belt, and song Changlin sent the car.

There is a pink crystal chain hanging on the rear-view mirror. The hanging ornaments on it are childish. They are of good style. They move with the car and flash.

Especially this night, the light of street lamp shines on it, shining but not dazzling.

Song Changwen can’t help reaching over, grabbing the snowflake pendant under the chain, gently rubbing it with her finger, then putting it down, turning to look at Song Changlin: “Jiajia is going to be 20 years old, has she told you what she wants?”

Song Changlin was a little surprised and glanced at Song Changwen.

Then he said, “if you can go and celebrate her birthday, I think it’s better for her than any present.”

Song Changwen’s face changed and didn’t answer.

Turning his eyes to the window, a pair of smart eyes, gradually dyed with a touch of melancholy thoughts, mixed with a trace of unwilling.