Song Xingjia glanced at him coldly.

Song Yin took a step back, his heart beating slightly.

He has known since he was a child that his brother-in-law only looks gentle, but is actually much harder to talk to than his father.

He curled his lips quietly, lowered his head and did not dare to speak again.

Song Xingjia did not analyze his current situation in the Song family.

How many people stared at Song Yin, wishing that Song Yin couldn't help him up the wall. The good name and the right words put the Song family under control.

Forget it, he is still a child after all, with a young mind, what do you expect him to know? Song Xingjia thought to himself.

He rubbed his forehead and said patiently, “Song Yin, even if you don't miss me anymore, you still have to complete compulsory education for me, do you understand?"

Others being so nice and angry will only arouse him to push further, but if it was Song Xingjia, Song Yin would not dare.

He nodded honestly, "I understand, uncle."

"I asked Song Yan to take you to the hospital to see your father now, and then come back and finish your homework. I will take you to class tomorrow and apologize to the teacher. Do you hear me?"

Song Yin, “I know."

The door is closed.

Song Xingjia looked away from the computer. He did not forget that there was a movie about to be released.

Song Xingjia unlocked the screen of his mobile phone and opened his work WeChat account, only to find that there were already 99+ messages.

He found the pin on top and clicked on Jiang Mian's conversation box.

[Very busy. I wish you a Happy New Year in advance. 】

Then exit WeChat and open Weibo.

Song Xingjia v: [On New Year’s Day, remember to come and see Xing Yang and Chen Wenjing. 】

After posting this, he clicked on the official blog and forwarded three promotional Weibo posts on the official blog.

Some fans saw in Super Chat that Song Xingjia was only online for a few minutes, and during these few minutes.

He first posted a Weibo post, then liked Jiang Mian's latest Weibo post, and finally forwarded it to the official blog. Then log off.

It can be seen that not a second was wasted, and the rumors of Song Xingjia not caring about the movie were slapped in the face with actions.

When Jiang Mian saw the news, he had just finished shooting.

She quickly responded to the message, but unfortunately there was no reply from the other end.

She returned home and Ji Zhixiu was also at home.

The man was cutting Xiao Yugan's nails. When he saw her coming back, he gently called her, “Come here."

Jiang Mianwo walked into his arms and raised her bright eyes, "Didn't you say you could help me find out where my mother is? I want to know."

Ji Zhixiu stroked her cool hair and lowered his head to meet her gaze, "Okay, I'll ask Fan Cheng to check. I'll tell you the news in a few days."

Jiang Mian hummed, unconsciously flicked the phone screen twice, and then asked him, “So fast, the Chinese New Year is coming soon. Are you going back to your old house for New Year's Eve dinner this year?"

Ji Zhixiu's heart suddenly felt a twinge of pain, because of the little girl's sensibility.

Her nonchalance was the most distressing.

Ji Zhixiu paused for a moment, then answered, "Yes, I'll come back with you after dinner?"

Jiang Mian pursed her lips and looked at the phone. In fact, she didn't read the content at all.

She never mentioned it, not because she didn't want to, but because she didn't want to embarrass Ji Zhixiu.

She turned her cheek and snorted softly, "It's not the first time anyway."

Ji Zhixiu heard her arrogance and disappointment.

He rubbed the little girl's cheek with his fingertips and said in a gentle voice, "Wait a little longer, it won't always be like this. Give me a little more time, okay?"

Sooner or later, he will take the little girl back for a reunion dinner.

Jiang Mian hugged his waist and responded softly, "Okay."

…

Thirty years old.

Ji Zhixiu returned to Ji Zhai.

Mr. Ji is getting older, and he is happier than anything else when he sees his family reunited.

At the dinner table, Ji's mother gave Ji Zhixiu two chopsticks to eat. "Xiu'er will be thirty next year. Should this wedding be put on the agenda?"

Ji Zhixiu's hand holding the chopsticks paused, and he looked up. His voice contained no emotion or anger, “I don't want to think about it for the moment."

Ji's father chimed in, "If my son doesn't want to, why are you forcing him to do it?"

Ji Zhilan snorted, "I'm on my mother's side this time. My brother is almost thirty, and Brother Chang Qin has a child. He can't keep dragging on like this."

Ji Zhixiu glanced at her with a half-smile.

After receiving his eye knife, Ji Zhilan suddenly felt guilty. He lowered his head and took two bites of rice.

Although Mr. Ji also wants to embrace his grandson, he respects his opinions more.

"Xiu'er knows it himself."

Ji's mother looked at the old man and said, "Dad, Xiu'er has grown up and there are only a handful of girls around him. How can I not be in a hurry? I don't ask him to get married immediately, I just want him to get married first."

"As the eldest daughter of the Jing family, you also know that top students from well-known foreign universities have returned to China to develop their careers. I would like to take the time to let them meet."

Ji Zhixiu had known that his mother would inevitably bring up this topic at the dinner table. He pondered for a moment and said, "If it's just a one-time meeting, then I agree. If you're not satisfied, I hope my mother won't force me."

If he can let go, Ji's mother will be satisfied. She nodded repeatedly, "Okay, if you don't like it, mom will never force you."

After eating, Ji Zhixiu looked at his watch and said, "I'm leaving."

As soon as Ji's mother brought the fruit, she heard the words and said, "Aren't you going to sleep at home for one night? What are you going to do alone? If you're celebrating the New Year, you don't mind being lonely."

Ji Zhixiu opened his mouth without changing his expression, "Lu Cong asked me to go out for a drink."

Ji Zhilan grabbed the bag on the sofa and said, "I'm going too. Brother will take me for a ride. Ting Yu calls me to come with him."

Ji Zhixiu looked at her expressionlessly and said, "Drive by yourself."

After saying that, he lost his indifferent figure.

Ji Zhilan was so angry that he stamped his feet, "He's still not my brother!"

Jiang Mian was at home alone, so she simply asked Aunt Song to have dinner with her. Anyway, during the Chinese New Year, it’s best to be lively.

After dinner, Sun Shu came over and asked her, "Master, do you want to set off some fireworks?"

Jiang Mian's eyes lit up, "Fireworks?"

"Yes, the president asked me to prepare a lot before. Today is the New Year, so it is the best time to set off fireworks." Sun Shu said with a smile.

"Let it go, let it go!"

Sun Shu took Xiao Hei and others out of the warehouse and set them up in the courtyard.

Jiang Mian stood a little further away and directed them, "Please order."

Several people approached together, lit lighters, fired off fireworks, and then quickly retreated.

The huge movement shocked Jiang Mian and he couldn't help but look up.

Fireworks bloomed in the sky, colorful and extremely beautiful.

She took a few steps back until she hit a wall of flesh.

"Be careful," the man's melodious voice sounded from above.

Jiang Mian looked up in surprise, "Axiu, you're back!"

Ji Zhixiu put his arm around her waist and said, "Well, are you setting off fireworks?"

It was still early, and Jiang Mian didn't expect him to come back so soon. Hearing this, he nodded, "Yes, let's watch together?"

Without waiting for his answer, Jiang Mian grabbed his palm and led him to the second floor window, "This is the best place to watch."

The little girl's voice was full of joy, not unhappy at all.

Ji Zhixiu raised his hand and pinched her cheek, and asked with concern, “What do you have for dinner? Is it delicious?"

Jiang Mian stared at the fireworks and nodded, "It's delicious. Aunt Song made a table of dishes, all of which are my favorites."

Ji Zhixiu nodded, "Your movie will be released tomorrow. Can we watch it together?"

Jiang Mian blinked, "Shall we go to the cinema together?"

Ji Zhixiu hummed, "I've already asked Fan Cheng to buy a ticket."

"High School Class 3" was a New Year's film, starring Song Xingjia, and its popularity skyrocketed.

The movie theater schedule is not small, but it can't keep up with the popularity. Tickets for the New Year's Day have long been sold out.

"High School Class Three" is Jiang Mian's film debut, and she stars with Song Xingjia. It has a different meaning to her.

Even if Ji Zhixiu didn't say anything, she would still go to the cinema to watch it.

Now that I heard Ji Zhixiu say this, I was deeply moved.

Her eyes were gleaming, her face was charming, and she tiptoed to press a kiss on Ji Zhixiu's face, "Okay! Let's go see it tomorrow!"

Ji Zhixiu gathered the scarf for her, his palms were warm, and their breaths were intertwined, tender and lingering. The voice was low, “Happy New Year, I hope you will be safe and happy in the new year."

Keep staying with me. Ji Zhixiu did not say this sentence, but silently recited it in his heart.

Jiang Mian nodded, his whole body beaming with joy, "Happy New Year!"

Ji Zhixiu raised his eyebrows, "It's perfunctory, don't you say some congratulations?"

Jiang Mian's earlobe turned red, she leaned close to his ear and whispered something.

Hearing this, Ji Zhixiu's eyes darkened, and then he said, "You said it, don't go back on your word tonight."

"I'm that kind of person!" Jiang Mian muttered softly.

Jiang Mian felt a little shy when he thought of the set of clothes prepared in the closet. But for the Chinese New Year, just treat it as a New Year’s gift to him!

Ji Zhixiu lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I wish it would be evening now."

Jiang Mian glanced at him, her charming eyes making Ji Zhixiu's heart heat up.

At night, both Ji Zhixiu and Jiang Mian's cell phones were bombarded.

There was an endless stream of New Year congratulatory messages from all parties. Jiang Mian clicked on WeChat and saw the message Song Xingjia sent her half an hour ago.

【Happy New Year's Eve. The results will be accepted tomorrow, are you nervous? 】

Jiang Mian seemed to be able to imagine how this man asked this question gently, and then how he typed these words with a smile on his lips.

Jiang Mian: [Happy New Year's Eve, are you very busy during this time? It’s been a long time since I’ve seen you in public. I'm a little nervous, but not that nervous. Will you go to the cinema to watch it tomorrow? 】

Song Xingjia had just had New Year's Eve dinner, and the Song family was not doing well this year.

The atmosphere was gloomy. The eldest brother was still ill and there was no smile on the sister-in-law's face. There is only one Song Yin who is happy and ignorant, living a silly and happy life every day.

On New Year's Eve, Song Xingjia was still busy with projects.

At this moment, he took some time out of his busy schedule to send a message to Jiang Mian. Seeing her reply, Song Xingjia curled his lips and smiled.

[Yes, naturally I have to do my part and contribute to the box office. 】

Jiang Mianyuan was happy, [I will also go to the cinema to watch it tomorrow! 】

Song Xingjia: [I will probably quit the entertainment industry. 】

He no longer has the energy to continue filming and can't do two things at once. Song's eldest brother is not alone.

For so many years, he loved this industry and flew back and forth from Hong Kong to the mainland, often without leaving home. The eldest brother never said anything and always supported him silently.

Now that the eldest brother is in poor health, he will naturally step in to protect the Song family.

Jiang Mian was startled when he saw the news, almost thinking that he had been blinded.

If this news gets out, it will be like throwing a bomb into the water, and the entertainment industry will definitely be turned upside down.

She never thought that one day Best Actor Song would retire. How much this man loved this industry. Everyone can see it.

Now, he said, do you want to withdraw from the circle?

【Did something happen to you? 】

[Think about it again, okay? It doesn’t matter if you don’t work for a while, just treat it as a holiday for yourself. 】