Shi Yunshen hesitated for a mont, then said, "I’ve investigated, it seems he had a fiancée before."
Saying this, he glanced at the rearview mirror and saw that Yun Qiqi had no reaction.
He added, "It’s said that just when they were about to get engaged, she disappeared."
The young girl was silent for a mont, "Oh."
Shi Yunshen raised an eyebrow, "So calm?"
"I’ve heard them talk about it."
People in the secretarial departnt would occasionally ntion it. Of course, they didn’t say it in front of her, she just overheard so of it because she has good hearing.
They also said she looked a lot like that girl.
Although Yun Qiqi vaguely knew sothing, she wasn’t very clear and wasn’t interested in finding out more.
Seeing her lack of interest, Shi Yunshen muttered, "That girl disappeared as if she evaporated from the world back then. Who knows if Yan Yan offended soone." Then he changed the topic.
As they were nearing Nan University.
In a villa twenty kiloters away from Nan University.
A young girl with orange hair tied in a high ponytail, wearing a black jacket and carrying a bag, ca down the stairs and went straight to the middle-aged man watching the morning news on the sofa.
She said, "I’m going to school to report today."
The man looked up, "And then?"
Song Shijia looked at him coldly, "Can I have my phone back now?"
The middle-aged man kept watching the TV, not speaking.
Seeing that he was unmoved, Song Shijia directly snatched the remote from his hand and said coldly, "I’ve already gone to the date you set up, what more do you want?"
Mr. Song finally looked at her directly, his tone severe, "Is that how you talk to your father? Not even calling dad."
Song Shijia tossed the remote onto the sofa and said, "Father? Is there a father like you, wishing to sell his daughter off."
Mr. Song, as if hit where it hurt, stood up abruptly, fuming with rage, "How did I sell you? What’s wrong with the young master of the Qin Family? If you marry him, you’ll be the Young Madam Qin, having everything you want. How is that bad?"
Song Shijia sneered, retorting, "If you think it’s good, why don’t you marry him?"
"I’m your father!" Mr. Song was so angry his chest rose and fell, taking several deep breaths to calm down, staring at her as he spoke, "Tell honestly, in the etings with him, did you do sothing? I t with the young master of the Qin Family yesterday, and he didn’t seem that interested in you anymore."
Song Shijia scoffed, "If he’s not interested in , you should ask him, how is it that I did sothing?"
"I don’t want to fight with you; I think we need to have a good talk."
Song Shijia directly extended her hand, "There’s nothing to talk about, give back my phone!"
Mr. Song didn’t move and continued, "Don’t think I don’t know. You’ve t a young guy who plays gas. You want your phone to contact him. Let tell you, no matter how famous he is online, playing gas is not a proper job. They’re all a bunch of loafers. I won’t allow you to mingle with such people."
Not a proper job and loafers?
Song Shijia almost laughed in anger, coldly looking at her biological father in front of her:
"You can control , you can insult , but you can’t insult the profession I like and the person I care about."
Mr. Song didn’t want to discuss this topic with her, "Listen to , I’m your father, I would never harm you. Marrying into the Qin Family is only beneficial and not harmful."
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