Who is it......

Zhong Shidui seemed to be asked, and lost his mind slightly.

Song Fei couldn't wait for an answer, and wondered: "It's hard to answer?"

He lowered his head, put his hand to his lips, and coughed lightly, "Is it important?"

"How could I refuse Jiang Qingyin?" Song Fei thought for a moment and shook his head, "I don't understand." ”

"Perhaps, it's Jiang Qingyin's own reason?"

"What could have been wrong with her?" she couldn't help laughing, but when she thought of her now, she felt a little sad for no reason, "If I had promised then-"

"I wouldn't agree. ”

Zhong Shidu's tone was a little cold.

Song Fei was strange, looking at him, he only felt that it was none of his business, and his expression was extremely indifferent.

She couldn't help but say, "Zhong Shidu, do you have a grudge against her?"

He sneered, too lazy to speak.

"Everyone is asking for help, so what's the ...... Besides, you won't be short of a piece of meat. ”

He looked at her for a moment before he said, "You're planning well for me now." ”

And as soon as the words changed, his voice sighed inexplicably.

"Unfortunately, it wasn't then. ”

Song Fei was stunned. It was the first time she heard their husband and wife relationship from Zhong Shidu's mouth, as if it was not good, which also confirmed Ren Yulan's previous evaluation from the side, but ......

"How?" she teased.

But Zhong Shidui smiled and said nothing.

Song Fei originally wanted to go back to Fucheng the next day, but Zhong Shidui called early in the morning.

"Jinnan is the hometown of fabrics, so you don't want to go shopping?"

This reminder made her instantly think of Rong Xin's dress.

Okay, after all, you have to collect the wind, otherwise you will go bald again......

But there's really no time.

Zhong Shidu's car stopped at the gate of the four seasons, Song Fei just got out of the elevator, and was deeply attracted by the dark green outside, and when he got closer, he saw Zou Liwen standing aside, his expression was a little indescribable tragic.

Song Fei didn't think about it, after sitting in, he always felt that something was wrong around him, after looking around, his eyes returned to the small refrigerator at the beginning, and after staring for a while, he heard someone ask in his ear: "Do you want it?"

She looked over, "You're enjoying it." ”

Without waiting for Zhong Shiwei to speak, Zou Liwen, who was driving in front, said, "Miss Song, this is what Jiang Xing lent us." ”

Jiang Xing's face appeared in front of her eyes, not only accosting her strange words, but also appearing with Zhong Shidui at a critical moment......

"You know him very well?" Song Fei frowned, and stopped talking.

"It's just business. ”

It's really business-oriented...... Song Fei suddenly remembered and asked suspiciously: "You didn't help Jiang Qingyin at the beginning, could it be because you wanted to do business with Zheng Jiahong?"

Zhong Shidui didn't speak, looking like a default.

She suddenly sighed, "Man." ”

Puzzled, he glanced at her, raised his head again, and was looking at Zou Liwen. Zou Liwen hurriedly retreated, humming a little song in his mouth.

Zhong Shidui had no choice but to turn back, but Song Fei obviously disdained: "Complicit and embarrassed." ”

The two idioms smashed over, and her heart was dark, but soon, she fell into doubts again.

Since you can't get used to these people, shouldn't you help Jiang Qingyin even more?

What was she thinking at that time?

Until the car arrived at the destination, Song Fei had no clue.

After being shouted a few times by Zhong Shidu, she came back to her senses, got out of the car, and found that she was stepping on an old stone brick.

"Let's go inside. ”

In the courtyard that Zhong Shidui was referring to, the dyed cloth he had seen yesterday was hanging high, and under the shining sun, all the style of the town was precipitated.

"Mrs. Chung. A familiar voice came to my ears.

She suddenly turned around, stunned.

It turned out to be Lao Zhou.

The group sat down in the courtyard, and a little girl brought tea, with pigtails curled and curled, Song Fei stared at it with a smile, and the little girl was shy and hid behind Lao Zhou.

"My daughter. As he spoke, Lao Zhou turned sideways, "Xiaomin, don't you know Auntie?"

...... Aunt?

Song Fei was unhappy: "Call my sister." ”

Zhong Shidui was drinking tea, and when he heard the words, he seemed to choke and coughed a few times.

Song Fei squinted: "What are you doing?"

He bent his hand to his lips: "It doesn't depend on how old you are." ”

Okay! Song Fei glared, if it weren't for the scruples of being in someone else's house, she really wanted to step on his feet.

"Auntie is different. Just listen to Xiao Min's soft voice.

Song Fei's face changed instantly, and she was seductive: "Why is it different?"

Xiao Min thought for a while: "Before...... Not happy. ”

Not happy?

Song Fei couldn't understand it, and wanted to ask again, but saw the little girl suddenly laugh: "Mom!"

Looking in the direction she ran past, there was a woman with ordinary eyebrows and eyes.

It was obviously an unfamiliar face, but Song Fei's heart moved, and he blurted out without waiting to think about it: "Your hand is ......"

Wait, what the hell is she going to say?

Song Fei was stunned, but the woman said, "It's already good." After a pause, she approached and smiled at Song Fei, "You said that you would come to me again to embroider." ”