Xu Nan said in surprise: "What's going on?"

His gossip heart has also come up. He first pressed the urge to tie Song Xiaocheng with a rope, and prepared to understand the situation first.

After all, in the task description, we must completely dispel Song Xiaocheng's idea of ​​suicide.

Song Xiaocheng sighed: "My mother is dead."

Xu Nan was choked immediately.

This is not easy to persuade.

"My mother not only died, but also gave her property to a young man who didn't know the origin!"

Song Xiaocheng became more and more indignant as he spoke: "I'm not saying that money is not worth it. In fact, I feel so sad when she was in a car accident... But what I can't accept is that she has secretly kept a little white face for so many years."

"Even if I can accept that she is raising a novice, okay, after all, my dad died early, but what's going on with her will?"

"I'm still not her own son!"

The more he spoke, the more aggrieved he felt. He actually hugged Xu Nan and started crying.

Everyone downstairs burst into a bang, and the boys at the Sports Academy were even more blushing, not knowing what was happening on the roof.

"Why did the two of them hug each other while chatting?"

Someone muttered.

"Hey? Isn't that Xu Nan? The grass of the accounting college!"

"It's him, I didn't expect that he would be both men and women!"

"No, I feel sore in my neck. I can no longer keep up with the thinking of young people..."

A half-bald senior holding a doctoral thesis draft shook his head and sighed.

...

Xu Nan's face gradually became awkward on the rooftop.

"Dare you ask, the name of the Lord?"

Song Xiaocheng wiped away his tears and said strangely: "Why are you asking this? My mother's name is Song Ying."

"That little white face is Xu Nan."

"If I were to see him, I would have to tear him into pieces!"
Chapter completed!