Chapter 817: Unshaven

Qiao Jin and Song Suyu said a few words briefly.
In the end, Song Suyu said, "Don't worry about those things about you, just tell me and Yan Qing if you have anything. People who shouldn't disturb you won't come to you."
She was referring to the Ji family.
For them, the Ji family's incident is not a secret to them.
They all know that Qiao Jin is Ji Pingan's granddaughter.
Naturally, I also know Ji Qiyue and Chai Yueli and a dispute between Ji Fan.
In addition to the recent chaos in the Ji family, even Jiskai has had an accident. Although Qiao Jin is out, there is still a little risk.
Qiao Jin was naturally not worried, but he did not refute Song Suyu's kindness either.
After the talk, Song Suyu hadn't left yet, and the second uncle Song Simian came.
He still looked wild and unruly. When he walked over, he saw Song Suyu and Qiao Jin both here, and he said, "Are you talking whispers between girlfriends here?"
Song Suyu was still a little funny when he saw him: "Second Uncle, you are in our house anyway, so you can't be more stable. You used to tidy up when you came back. Why is this now?"
"I'm annoying." Song Simian waved his hand: "Yanqing knows it now anyway, so let's do it, it's boring to pretend."
In order to show his weakness in front of Song Yanqing, he always shaves and cuts his hair every time he comes back. He also wears white clothes flutteringly trying to cough and cough at any time, so that Song Yanqing realizes that his second uncle is real. He couldn't handle even a bit of work, but now that the matter was exposed, he didn't need to pretend.
Song Suyu snorted and laughed: "Second Uncle, you have been so leisurely for so many years. You don't have to worry about anything. Look at my dad and then my brother. Are you really not ashamed at all in your heart?"
Song Simian coughed, knowing that he didn't take care of this matter. "We won't mention so many things in the past. Besides, I am really not interested. You can't force me. , The gallery I opened last year went bankrupt again. I was disappointed, and nobody admired me. It was too much!"
Song Simian raised his head, looking sad Qiu Min Chun, but his appearance did not seem convincing.
Song Suyu said, "Flick a few strokes on the white cloth, and even a baby can paint. It is a miracle that someone appreciates your paintings."
Song Simian said with a sullen face: "How do you say it? How do you say that for the future great artist?"
Song Suyu: "Twenty years ago you said that you are a great artist of the future, and it is still the future today."
Song Simian: "..."
Song Simian felt that she was wrong when she was hit by her niece.
He wouldn't come unless he was curious about Qiao Jin and Song Yanqing.
Don't want to get involved with Song Su, he looked inside: "Just you and her are here, where's Yan Qing?"
"I went inside, I talked to Qiao Jin, what did he listen to."
"Tsk."
Song Simian walked toward the house, shouting loudly, "Yanqing."
Song Suyu and Qiao Jin entered the lobby of Song Yanqing's house together.
Song Yanqing heard Song Simian's shout, walked out and nodded, "Second Uncle."
Song Simian smiled friendly at him, but Song Yanqing looked at the shaggy face of her second uncle, and found that she still couldn't accept him.
After all, in his past memory, the second uncle was extremely stable.
His eyelids twitched.