Close Mad Son-in-law

Song Jing does not live in the Red Wall.

On the one hand, he was older and separated from his parents a long time ago. On the other hand, he is also not qualified to live in the red wall.

Even if you bite the bullet and live with your parents. It has no special meaning.

But tonight he decided to live inside the red wall.

Because what happened tonight is not a trivial matter to him.

Because he finally faced Chu Yun head-on.

Oh. There is no heart that has to trample Chu Yun to death.

Whether to step on Chu Yun or not, there is no particularly intuitive embodiment of his future prospects for Song Jing.

He didn't need to step on Chu Yun to prove his strength.

When he was only eighteen years old, he could freely go in and out of the red wall.

This year, at the age of 30, he has been recognized by his parents and countless elders.

Li Zhanxian, the only friend by his side, was even more of a young man who kept pace with him in the red wall.

He is already at the top.

He already possesses glory that countless people would never get in their lifetime.

Why step on a man who is inferior to you to prove your strength?

He is not Chu Yun's former enemy.

He would not lose his mind just to trample Chu Yun to death.

He is too calm.

The superior conditions of his childhood life, as well as his vision for the future. It was destined that he would live the way others admired.

Even Li Zhanxian can be said to be obedient to him.

And inside the red wall, Li Zhanxian treats others very coldly and ruthlessly.

Only by being with Song Jing, will he show his gentle side.

Song Jing was waiting for his mother in the room.

He said hello. I will live in the red wall tonight.

It's about one o'clock in the morning. Mother knocked on the door.

And sat opposite Song Jing.

"What do you want to talk about?" Zhao Qiong asked.

"Should I pay enough attention to Chu Yun?" Song Jing asked. "Or, is it necessary?"

"You already have the answer yourself. Don't you?" Zhao Qiong asked.

"Life always needs an opponent." Song Jing smiled. "Li Zhanxian, who I thought was my opponent, became my best friend. And my only friend."

Song Jing pursed his lips and said, "Chu Yun is a reckless man. Although I don't deny that he has his own wisdom and dealing with people. Compared with me, he is too reckless. His external image is too crazy."

"I don't seem to have to have what you call a healthy competition with him." Song Jing said.

"From your perspective. He offended the Red Wall. And you taught him a lesson." Zhao Qiong said. "Even if you stop from this moment. You will not be pointed out. What you have done is enough."

"You mean. Can I keep a distance from him?" Song Jing asked.

He seemed to have guessed his mother's answer.

He can accept it. Even face all this very calmly.

But deep down, he still has some regrets.

Because when it comes to Song Jing, I want to find a decent opponent. It's really not easy.

He doesn't even have an opponent of the same age in the red wall.

Where else can he find?

"Look at you." Zhao Qiong said. "If you think that life needs an accurate goal. Or you need some positivity. You can regard him as a benign competitor. But you have to figure out the scale and measure by yourself. You must also understand. You are qualified to be your opponent. People. Once you encounter a backlash, the consequences are extraordinary."

Song Jing nodded and said, "You are right. So I'm still hesitating."

When Zhao Qiong heard this, he changed the front of the conversation: "How's the conversation tonight?"

"Cooler than I thought." Song Jing said. "He doesn't seem to worry about Su Mingyue being bullied at Song's house."

"The reason." Zhao Qiong asked.

"The reason is crazy as always." Song Jing said. "He made the worst plan. He also made the most extreme prognosis. No matter what Su Mingyue did, he would stand it through."

"I even believe. If my father disposes of Su Mingyue, he will cause bloodshed again in the red wall." Song Jing said meaningfully.

"You think he is alarmist and pretentious. Or is he serious?" Zhao Qiong asked.

"Very serious." Song Jing said with her lips pursed. "So I'm hesitating. Do I need to be an opponent of such a madman. And whether he can bring me something positive."

"Rational thinking. That's right." Zhao Qiong nodded and said. "What I can do is to provide you with ideas. But I will not judge you. You are an adult and face any problem, no matter how big or small. You should decide for yourself."

"I know." Song Jing nodded.

He was silent for a moment, and slowly said: "Perhaps, I can neither completely cut off contact with him. I will not become a real opponent for the time being."

"You want to borrow Li Zhanxian's hand to keep participating in the whole process?" Zhao Qiong easily guessed his son's thoughts.

"Yes." Song Jing nodded. "The world of martial arts is different from us. They only know which one is strong and which one is weak if they have actually fought."

Song Jing said slowly: "Li Zhanxian told me ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he will fight Chu Yun one day. It proves to the world that he is stronger than Chu Yun. It is also for himself. A career in martial arts, an explanation."

"Do you know why I don't object to you and Li Zhanxian maintaining such a close relationship? Even sharing a lot of secret inside information." Zhao Qiong asked.

"Probably know. But not sure, and it is not detailed enough." Song Jing said.

"Because he is not your opponent. Whether it is now or in the future. He is more like a martial artist. Not a hero." Zhao Qiong said. "There is such a friend by your side. It is not a bad thing for you."

When Song Jing heard this, he smiled and said: "Your evaluation is correct. Li Zhanxian's evaluation of himself is the same."

Zhao Qiong nodded slightly. The conversation turned around: "I have one more thing to tell you."

"You said." Song Jing behaved casually.

But he also guessed what his mother was about to say.

And this matter, he can't talk about rejection. But I would never like it much.

"Your father has talked with the official. Both are quite satisfied. I can't fault it." Zhao Qiong said. "Maybe within this year, you and Guan Yueqing will get engaged. Do some psychological construction. Whether you like it or not. This marriage is the best solution at present."

Song Jing struggled a little bit inside.

After no more than a minute of silence. He nodded and said: "Guan Yueqing has a good temperament, beautiful, and a good figure. I have nothing to choose from. It is my honor that she can see me."

"She may not like you." Zhao Qiong said. "But based on what I know about her. She may be the same as you, and she will not refuse."

"What if she refuses?" Song Jing asked casually.

Zhao Qiong heard this and shook his head and said, "She can't refuse."

A concise and concise sentence, but full of arbitrariness and determination.

There is no room and space for maneuver.