The pampered palm of the president

Chapter 695 The Situ family can die, but not your brother

"I see."

Situ Qingyin stood up.

Even if Situ Song didn't tell him this, he wouldn't hesitate for anything.

From the very beginning, he was determined on purpose.

It's just that Situ Song's words dispelled his last worry.

Although the Situ family is not as good as a thousand-year-old family like the Cao family, after all, it has been passed down for a hundred years, and the details of it are not something a president without a family background can manipulate at will.

Yuan Buchang knew this truth, so he always treated Situ's family lightly, and never really provoked anger.

"Grandpa, what exactly is my brother going to do?"

It wasn't until Situ Qingyin left that Situ Qingchen asked strangely.

He didn't understand what Situ Song and Situ Qingyin said, but he knew that Situ Qingyin must do something that might bring great disaster to the Situ family.

"what are you doing……"

Situ Song raised his head, his eyes never leaving the painting.

"Qingchen, can you understand this painting?"

"what?"

Situ Qingchen looked up, the painting was very simple, it was an ink painting.

An eagle held its head high, its black wings stretched out to be bigger than its entire body, and its claws were as sharp as hooks, as if it could break gold and stone.

The most palpitating thing is that the sharpness in those eagle eyes seems to be able to penetrate people's hearts through the painting.

There were pattering raindrops all around, but it still couldn't stop the eagle's determination to soar high.

"This is my grandfather's favorite painting. The eagle is very vivid."

Situ Qingchen pouted, what does this painting have to do with the question he just asked?
"It's very expressive."

Seemingly amused by his grandson's straightforward evaluation, Situ Song laughed for a while, and the wrinkles on his face seemed to have faded a lot.

"Qingchen, remember. Your brother is this eagle. Even if his wings are wet, even if his wings are broken by the oncoming wind, nothing can stop him. The Situ family is his backing, and he must protect it. Grandpa is old, I hope you can promise grandpa that if your brother needs to make a choice between himself and the Situ family in the future, you will help him."

"Grandpa, what do you want me to do?"

Situ Qingchen opened his eyes wide and straightened his back, as if waiting to accept the upcoming mission.

"Prevent him from making choices that hurt himself. The Situ family can die, but your brother can't!"

Situ Song turned around sharply, his sharp eyes overlapped with the sharp eyes of the eagle in the painting, without distinguishing between them.

"I certainly will!"

Situ Qingchen nodded.

Although he didn't know why his grandfather would say that, he would never allow his brother to die.

"Hey, go out, grandpa wants to be quiet."

Situ Song nodded in relief, pushed the wheelchair to the window, and looked out the window.

It has been two months since the new year. Although it is still a little cold outside, many flowers have revealed their fragrance, and some flower buds have quietly protruded.

Everything comes back to life, and the garden looks lush and vibrant.

This world is, after all, the world of the younger generation.

As Situ Qingyin said, it's time for him to take care of himself.

Suddenly, he saw an eagle being led out with a chain tied around its neck, and Situ Si held the other end of the chain in his hand.

His brows furrowed tightly.

A creature as proud as an eagle is being led for a walk like a dog, Situ Si...

Just as he was about to open the window and shout loudly, he suddenly saw Situ Qingyin appearing in front of Situ Si.

When the eagle saw Situ Qingyin, his sleepy appearance suddenly became alive.

A pair of wings fluttered to jump into his arms.

(End of this chapter)