The Richest Girl Just Started Kindergarten

Song Heran heard the woman on the phone tell him that they were just behind his door, and Song Heran immediately exploded.

"What are you doing here!"

"Leave me right away, I have nothing to chat with you."

"Hurry up and disappear for me!"

Song Heran yelled at the earpiece, almost to the point of hysterics, his eyes were red, and the veins on his temples were bulging.

The woman on the other end of the phone was not surprised to hear Song Heran's reaction so much, she seemed to be accustomed to this situation a long time ago.

"Son, don't be like this for the New Year, okay?"

"New Year? Do you still know that it is Chinese New Year? If you still have a little conscience, you shouldn't come at this time. I beg you, can it work, you just treat me as dead?"

When the woman heard this, her tone changed significantly, but she only yelled out the word "son", and the phone was snatched by the man next to her.

"Song Heran, today you said you can't open the door?"

The man's tone was very bad, which made Song Heran even more angry. He said, "Don't open it!"

"Hey, how could Song Yanting give birth to a son like you who didn't even have the guts to open the door."

"Song Yanting, you say it again, who doesn't have the guts?"

"If you have the courage, open the door!"

Song Yanting was too aware of Song Heran's temperament, he knew that he could not stand the stimulation of radical generals the most.

Sure enough, Song Heran said: "You wait for me!"

Song Heran angrily rushed to the door, and at the moment he was about to open the door, he suddenly realized that Lu Lu was still playing in the living room.

He knew very well that as soon as the door opened, it would be a situation of tension. There can be no so-called peaceful conversations.

Song Heran didn't want this scene to be seen by Lu Lu.

He stopped the hand that was going to break the doorknob, turned his head and said to Lu Lu, "Lulu."

Lu Lu stopped reading the comic book, looked back at his brother, and asked in a sweet voice: "Brother, are you going to go out?"

Song Heran tried his best to control his emotions and tried his best to make his voice sound calmer. He said: "No, someone outside the door is coming to talk to my brother to talk about things, Lulu, would you go back to the room first?"

Lu Lu looked at her brother, and she felt that his brother's mood was not right now.

She asked: "Can't Lulu be there?"

"Well, for adults, Lulu is not convenient to be there."

Hearing this, Lu Lu got up from the carpet holding the comic book obediently, walked upstairs, halfway through, she looked back at her brother again.

Song Heran said: "Close the door of the room, brother won't call you, don't come out."

"Well, Lulu knows, Lulu will stay in the room obediently."

"Good boy."

Song Heran watched Lu Lu enter the room and closed the door before he returned to the door.

Song Heran uses a fingerprint code lock at home. As long as his thumb is pressed on the door handle, the lock of the heavy anti-theft door will be unlocked immediately, and it does not take a little effort to open the door.

But today Song Heran felt that this door was as heavy as a thousand catties, and it took all his energy to open this door.

The anti-theft door was opened, and a pair of men and women with extraordinary bearing stood straight outside the door.

Song Heran saw his parents who had not seen each other for more than a year, his heartbeat missed a beat, and his expression became tense, but he was still pretending to be indifferent, glancing lightly at the other party, and then sternly. Zhang face, turned and walked to the living room.

Song Yanting and Yu Meng followed closely behind.

They came here for the first time since Song Heran moved here. It can be seen that the original decoration style of the house is very consistent with Song Heran's stinky temper. The main tone of black, white and gray, without too much decoration, is impressive. A feeling of coldness and hardness.

But there are many more items in the house that are contrary to the original decoration design.

There is a Doraemon ceramic water cup next to the glass water cup on the coffee table, a row of pink cartoon figures are placed on the cabinet in the corner, and there is a crayon graffiti on the wall that does not see the theme at all. Painting, there are two or three building blocks scattered on the ground next to the sofa.

These things have become the colorful embellishments in this house, adding a touch of life to this home.

Song Yanting and Yu Meng silently paid attention to everything at home, thinking of the news reports they had seen on the Internet.

It seems to be true, Song Heran really adopted a little girl at home.

They couldn't understand why Song Heran, a person with a piercing personality, always treated his family members badly and never had a good face, so why he can be gentle with outsiders.

Song Heran was reluctant to contact them over the years, but they did not ignore Song Heran's situation. They have been following the news about Song Heran on the Internet.

Whenever they saw negative news about their character, they felt that Song Heran had such a personality, too extreme, too impatient, and not rational enough.

Regarding the positive reports about Song Heran's character, any kind of gentleness, kindness, humility, generous, enthusiastic and sincere treatment of others, they will subconsciously think that this is Song Heran's personality.

Because they, as Song Heran's parents, had never seen Song Heran with such characteristics.

People living in the entertainment industry are very apt to create illusions for the public and set up a pleasing personality for themselves. They once thought that Song Heran’s adoption of a little girl was a fake, and the little girl was just an establishment created by Song Heran’s team for Song Heran. It's just a human tool.

Unexpectedly, the little girl really lived in Song Heran's house.

Not to mention Song Heran's good or bad treatment of the little girl, she was surprised that Song Yanting could tolerate a noisy strange child living in the home.

Originally, Song Yanting was very shameless about this, because he had worn colored glasses to the entertainment industry since he was a child.

When Song Heran wanted to enter the entertainment industry, he strongly opposed it, but Song Heran opposed him and insisted on going in this muddy water. Now he has produced so many moths.

Fortunately, after Song Heran entered the entertainment industry, he kept silent about the family situation and did not involve his family, otherwise he felt that his old face would have been lost.

When Song Yanting thought of this, he became angry.

Song Heran is simply a rebellious son. He has been against him since he was a child, and he will do whatever he is irritating. There has never been a moment of peace of mind, including now.

After Song Yanting and Yu Meng came in, Song Heran's heart immediately became highly vigilant, and his nerves were tense, but on the surface, he deliberately pretended to be indifferent and relaxed.

Song Heran and Ge You were paralyzed on the sofa, with Erlang's legs tilted, and looking down at the phone, looking like he was doing nothing.

When Song Yanting saw this, he couldn't help frowning. He said sternly, "Song Heran, what do you look like now?"

Song Heran looked away from the phone. He raised his head and said, "If you can't bear it? Get out of it if you don't like it."

"Song Heran, I'm your dad, so are you talking to your dad like this?"

"Then, have you raised me for a day?"

Sometimes he tried very hard to recall those few childhood memories, and wanted to find some warmth from his parents.

But the facts are not, not at all.

He wants to self-hypnosis and let himself forgive them, but self-hypnosis always has a reason, sadly he doesn't even have such a reason.

Can you imagine? Even the community security cares more about him than his parents.

"I didn't raise you, did your kid grow up drinking northwest wind?" Song Yanting also got upset, and he continued: "If I don't pay, the nanny can cook three meals for you a day? What would you like to buy when you were a kid? What to buy, what do you want to learn? Every time you learn something, you don’t want to go there. The money is lost. Has I ever scolded you?"

"Song Heran, you just enjoy the blessing too much. You haven't had a hard time, you don't know the sky is high and the earth is rich."

It's okay not to mention when I was a child. When I was a child, all the things that have always troubled Song Heran's emotions are vividly vivid.

His eyes turned red in an instant, and he roared, "Song Yanting, all you care about is money from the beginning to the end! Isn't it just money? I'll give it back to you!"

Song Heran rushed upstairs after speaking, and quickly took a wallet down in just a few seconds.

He threw all the bank cards in the wallet onto Song Yanting.

"Give it back! Give it back to you!"

Yu Meng saw that the father and son were arguing so hard that Song Yanting was in a position to fight Song Heran, and she quickly stopped between the two.

"Old Song, is it okay if you don't say a few words?" Yu Meng persuaded: "In any case, you are all fathers and sons with the same blood flowing in your bodies. What does it look like if your father and son are making trouble to this extent?"

Song Yanting grasped the hand that he just wanted to slap Song Heran in the face, and abruptly took it back.

"Inverse son."

Yu Meng pulled Song Yanting to the other end of the sofa and sat down, stretched out his hand and patted his knee, beckoning him to stop talking.

Yu Meng sat next to Song Yanting. She looked at Song Heran, opened her mouth, and organized her language before shouting: "Awesome, mom knows you have too many complaints against me and your dad."

Song Heran glanced at Yu Meng and turned his head to the side, but he didn't stop Yu Meng from continuing.

Yu Meng squeezed Song Heran's emotions and continued: "When you were young, your parents did not fulfill their responsibilities as parents. They kept running away for your career and threw you to the nanny. We did a mistake."

Hearing these words, Song Heran still didn't look back, but the tip of his nose had already begun to panic acid.

He said stiffly: "So what?"

"So impressively, can you give mom and dad a chance to make up?"

It’s the easiest for people to be irritable and stubborn. Song Heran was eager, but he still said indifferently: "Oh, it's late, I don't need it."

"Awesomely, don't do this. How can parents in this world not love their children?"

"During the years when you were born, your parents went to the sea to do business, didn't it mean that our family could lead a better life? I also hope that your future can be a little more relaxed and you don't have to worry about money."

Hearing these words, Song Heran's heart began to move.

But Song Heran was never a person who would be submissive. He killed a thousand enemies instantly and harmed himself eight hundred. No one would benefit. He also rushed forward to pinch the opponent to death.

He sneered, "Since you are alive for your career, why do you have to be a burden to me? It's better to treat me as dead."

Song Yanting's emotions that had calmed down a little were ignited again by Song Heran's words.

He stood up and pointed at Song Heran and cursed: "Song Heran, your mother has spoken to you in such a low voice, don't you know what is good or bad!"

Song Heran also stood up immediately, and the two faced each other.

"Is this called whispering? You keep saying that I am your son, but in your eyes it is called whispering to say something to your son."

"Since you feel that talking to me is a humiliation, just get out of here."

After hearing the word "get off", Song Yanting's violent temper was no longer uncontrollable, and he raised his hand to hit Song Heran.

Song Heran didn't hide, but moved his face closer.

"If you want to hit me, go here! After the fight, I have nothing to do with your Song family anymore, and I have paid off the kindness you gave me."

When Song Yanting heard this, his fingers twitched twice, trying to get his hand back.

But Song Heran continued to irritate her with a mean mouth: "Why don't you dare to fight? Are you afraid that I will fight back or are you afraid of tomorrow's headlines?"

"Relax, I will not fight back. If the media finds out that I fell by myself, it will definitely not affect the reputation of your Song Group."

"You! I—"

Most of Song Heran’s impatient temper is inherited from Song Yanting. Song Heran has improved a lot because of Lu Lu’s appearance, and Song Yanting has also become more restrained because of his age and experience. However, if a person’s personality is restrained, he will also be angry when Big explosion.

Song Yanting raised his hand and wanted to hit Song Heran, but he didn't expect that the slap hadn't fallen down when an eager and tender voice came out.

"No, don't hit my brother!"

After that, a short and small inconvenience got in between the two of them. She stood in front of Song Heran and pushed Song Yanting back hard.

"Bad guy, stay away from my brother, you can't bully him."

Song Heran is 185 centimeters tall. Song Yanting is a forehead shorter than Song Heran, but it's almost 180 centimeters.

An adult of this height is equivalent to a big mountain for a child like Lu Lu who is less than 100 centimeters tall, so how can she be able to push it with her little strength.

Seeing that she couldn't push the bad guys, Lu Lu was afraid that the bad guys would attack his brother again, so in a hurry, she took a bite on Song Yanting's wrist.

This time she bite very hard, many times harder than that time biting Shi Jiajia.

Song Yanting was bitten by the sudden head of the little devil. He quickly threw away Lu Lu's mouth, withdrew his hand, and said angrily: "What are you kid doing?"

Lu Lu opened her arms and stopped in front of Song Heran. She grinned and tried to make what she thought was the most ferocious expression, and said, "You bad guy, don't bully my brother!"

"You grow up so old, don't you know that beating is wrong? The beating is to be arrested by the uncle of the police and locked up in a small dark room."

Lu Lu trained Song Yanting with his only knowledge.

Facing the little girl who appeared suddenly, Song Yanting was bit annoyed by some inexplicable bite, but his temper was much reduced, trying to maintain his decent image in front of outsiders even as a child.

"Look, bad guy, you can't speak, you just did not do the right thing, and quickly apologize to my brother!"

"Otherwise, otherwise we..." Lu Lu tried hard to think about what they could do with the other party. It must be wrong to hit someone first.

Song Yanting let out a cold contempt, "Otherwise?"

Lu Lu thought for a while and said, "Otherwise, otherwise we'll call the police uncle!"

Knowing the appearance of the little girl, they couldn't talk to Song Heran anymore.

It seems that today, I ran for nothing, Song Yanting snorted coldly, and after glaring at Song Heran, he strode outside.

When Yu Meng saw her husband walk out quickly, she glanced at Song Heran, and hurriedly took out a small paper bag from her bag, and said: "Awesome, we don't love you as much as you thought."

After she finished speaking, she put the paper bag on the coffee table, and then chased Song Yanting out.

The door was slammed shut with a dull sound.

Song Heran, who was still standing upright, suddenly fell on the sofa. The whole figure seemed to be relieved, and it seemed that he was desperate for the world, with a very complicated expression.

Lu Lu didn't understand so much. After she returned to the room at the order of her brother, she kept lying on the door, listening to the movement outside.

The soundproofing effect of the house is very good, Lu Lu can not hear what is talking outside in the room, she only knows that her brother is very angry and has been arguing with others.

Later, she vaguely heard that the other party seemed to be hitting her brother, and that the stupid brother told others to hit herself.

Lu Lu felt that his elder brother was a big idiot, and it was obviously wrong to hit someone. He also took the initiative to let the other person hit himself.

Being beaten hurts. Lu Lu didn't want her brother to be beaten. She sneaked out of the room in a hurry and lay on the guardrail on the second floor to see if the situation in the living room below was what she thought.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be true. The dumb brother also moved his face to point to his face, insisting on being beaten.

Lu Lu couldn't understand her brother's confusing behavior, but she was even more afraid that her brother would really be beaten, so she forgot his brother's instructions and hurried downstairs.

Although Lu Lu didn't feel malicious from these two people, they must not be a good person when they talked to their brother in such a fierce tone.

Lu Lu automatically judged him as a bad person.

She was very angry. How could a bad guy be so bold and run to someone else's house to bully someone.

Fortunately, she was just more fierce than the bad guys, and now the bad guys have been scared away by her.

When Lu Lu saw her brother's state, she took her brother's big hand and comforted: "Brother, the bad guys have been driven away by Lulu, so don't be afraid."

Song Heran saw Lu Lu with a naive expression of comforting him. He got up and hugged Lu Lu tightly in his arms. The soft emotions in his heart were triggered, and tears fell down his cheeks uncontrollably.

Lu Lu was held very tightly by Song Heran, to an uncomfortable degree.

Lu Lu wanted to struggle to tell her brother that she was so uncomfortable, but she found that her brother was crying. Although there was only a small sob, Lu Lu could still feel it.

She did not move and let her brother hold her.

Lu Lu didn't know how long his brother had held her, he only knew that his eyes were red when he let go of her, but there were no tears anymore.

Lu Lu said comfortingly: "Brother, don't be sad, we just won't open the door to the bad guys in the future."

Song Heran stroked Lu Lu's messed-up hair, nodded and promised: "Well, brother remembered, I won't open the door to bad guys again."

Lu Lu wiped the tears from Song Heran's eyes with his hand, and then gently kissed him on the cheek.

"Okay Lulu, my brother is not uncomfortable, go and play by yourself."

"Well then, brother must be brave."

Lu Lu made a cheering gesture, Song Heran smiled slightly, and responded with the same gesture.

Lu Lu jumped off the sofa and found several cards on the ground. She knew that these cards were called bank cards and they were used to hold money.

The uncle gave her a card of this kind, but didn't tell her how much money was in the card.

Lu Lu quickly picked up the bank card and asked, "Brother, do you want all of these cards?"

Song Heran hadn't calmed down yet, and he was still angry. He said angrily, "Whoever wants it, I don't want it anyway."

As long as he no longer wants these cards and the money in them, he can pay off the money Song Yanting spent these years.

As long as the money is paid off, he really owes them nothing.

When Lu Lu saw that her brother didn't want it, she asked, "Can you give it to Lulu?"

"You want?" Song Heran's tone suddenly became serious.

Lu Lu nodded.

"Okay, I'll give it all to you."

"Really? Is the money in it also given to Lulu?"

"Here, I'll give you all."

These cards are not all of Song Heran’s possessions. He has spent more of his money on the purchase of fixed assets or financial management. There is only a small part of the deposit. Although it is a small part of the money, he remembers correctly. There are six to seven million.

This was not a small sum for Song Heran, it was almost close to his one-year annual income, but he still decided to give it to Lu Lu.

He knew that Lu Hongyu had set up a bank account for Lu Lu and would transfer a sum of money to it regularly. Lu Lu had the right to control the money at will.

Song Heran directly transferred all the balances of his cards to Lu Lu's account, and then cancelled the bank card.

Lu Lu had no idea that she had become a rich woman with at least ten million in deposits in just one day. She took the five hundred yuan that her brother had withdrawn from the bank and carefully planned the five. How should one hundred dollars be spent?

Last time she had a lot more money than this, but only bought a few hundred candies and ran out.

The incident gave Lulu a deep understanding of how unspent money is, so she and her brother had to save money more.

Even if Lu Ludang, a small wealth fan thinking about money, decides not to go to a coastal city on vacation with his brother, he still needs to fly.

If you want to buy a ticket by plane, she heard from Enyu's brother that a plane ticket costs at least a few thousand yuan.

Lulu held the five hundred yuan in his hand and counted it again. Five hundred yuan is three digits, three to four less.

She doesn't have enough money to buy air tickets.

Lulu thought of these one, the first and the two big ones, and felt that he was too poor and wanted to work hard.

Air tickets and hotels have already been booked, and Li Feifei has flown there in advance and arranged everything and waited for them to pass, but Lulu was reluctant to go.

Song Heran thought about the reasons for a long time, only to realize that Lulu felt that he was too poor and would spend money indiscriminately when he went out to play.

Song Heran felt it was time to tell Lu Lu that he was actually a rich man.

Song Heran took out his mobile phone and clicked on the balance page of a bank APP, and shouted, "Lulu, come and take a look."

Lu Lu looked at his brother's phone curiously and asked, "What is this?"

"This is the balance in my brother's bank card. Count the number of zeros, only those before the decimal point."

"Well, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, there are seven zeros in total."

"Look at the number before 0 again."

Lu Lu looked at the number "18" in front of the string of zeros, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

She took out a red ticket from the small pocket of her overalls and handed it to Song Heran, and said, "Brother, you are so poor. You only have eighteen yuan. Let's go, Lulu divides you 100 yuan. ."

Song Heran:...