Chapter 85

Lu Wan was very naughty when he was a child. He liked to follow song Cheng. Song Cheng had no choice but to sit down and see a doctor. He also held her.

Every time Lu wanchu called grandpa song, song Cheng didn't smile on the surface, but the radian of the lip angle had already betrayed him.

Later, when she grew up, she became closer to Grandpa song. In the eyes of outsiders, Grandpa song, who was serious and ruthless, smiled all over her face when she got along with her and called her little girl film.

Before she was killed, she was going to have dinner with song Cheng in a few days. After all, he lived alone and didn't see him except that she went to see him.

Ye Yunshu's car soon arrived at the villa area where song Cheng lived, drove into the villa area, followed ginkgo Avenue and stopped by a lake.

Light breeze blowing, with the waves on the lake, Lu wanchu's eyes fell on a villa a few meters away from them.

The villa is not big. It is a two-story building.

Some flowers and herbs were planted in the villa yard. A gray old man in his 60s was watering with a kettle. There was a servant behind him, "Sir, you're not in good health recently. Why don't you have a rest? Let me water these flowers."

Song Cheng's wrinkled face, with a faint melancholy, paused with the kettle in his hand, "these flowers were planted by the girl in the evening. If you know I don't water, you will be angry."

"Master, miss wanwan has left."

The servant had no choice but to remind him that since Miss Wan Wan's death, the master was much older and looked no better than before. He thought of Miss Wan Wan from time to time.

So good miss Wan, why doesn't God have eyes.

"Yes, she has left. If she is still there, she will certainly let me take medicine."

Song Cheng's eyes were ruddy. He looked at the flowers in front of him in a daze. There seemed to be Lu wanchu's dissatisfaction in his ears, "Grandpa song, you're not good again."

"Grandpa song, you are not good again!"

A strange soft voice came from a distance. It was very strange. Song Cheng subconsciously looked up.

But I didn't know when there were two girls standing at the door, slim and beautiful.

"Late?! No, no, I'm not hearing. "

Song Cheng shook his head and thought he was listening.

The servant on one side looked at him in surprise, "Sir, you don't have auditory hallucinations. It's the lady who is calling you."

"What?"

Song Cheng raised his head and looked at the soft line of sight in the late and early days of Shanglu. His familiar eyes were cunning and glittering with joy for him.

"Grandpa song, why don't you take medicine since you are ill?"

Lu wanchu walked into the villa and stood in front of song city with rosy eyes.

Ye Yunshu went to the servant and asked her to enter the villa with herself. Don't disturb Lu wanchu.

"You... You... Who are you?"

Song Cheng trembled slightly. He wanted to raise his head, but he felt too abrupt. After all, the girl in front of him had a strange face.

"Grandpa song, it's me, it's me, I'm late."

Lu Wan's first appointment slipped down with tears, and his delicate face was full of tears.

Song Cheng shook his head with a bitter smile and stepped back. "Little girl, you're not late. She's been away for a long time. How can you be her? Don't talk nonsense."

"Grandpa song, this is your favorite sweet scented osmanthus cake. It's brought to you tonight."

"However, Grandpa song can only eat two of these osmanthus cakes. He can't eat too much to avoid toothache."

Lu wanchu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, raised a soft smile and opened his mouth to song Cheng as before.