Seeing that more than half of the week has passed, there is still no progress in the relationship with Song Yifan.

Mo Beichen has some period of Ai Ai, and Hyun Junhao is going back to Jin City in two days, what should I do?

After getting off work for another day, Mo Beichen was waiting for the bus at the bus stop, and the familiar BMW came into view just right.

The window was slowly lowered, and Song Yifan's face was revealed, "Beichen, get in the car." ”

Mo Beichen knew that it was not easy to park here, so after hesitating for a while, he hurriedly opened the co-pilot's door and sat in, and Song Yifan quickly stepped on the accelerator.

Mo Beichen expected that Song Yifan happened to pass by here, so he said, "Mr. Song, where are you going?"

Song Yifan was slightly stunned, then bent his lips and said, "Go home." ”

Mo Beichen seems to have never heard Song Yifan mention his home, but when he first entered the left bank to work, he heard Lu Zan say that Song Yifan's family conditions are very good, and he also has a family business to inherit.

Song Yifan held the steering wheel and said, "Where are you going?"

Mo Beichen originally wanted to go home, but then he thought that if Song Yifan planned to take her back, wouldn't he send him to the western suburbs villa?

But she couldn't explain to Song Yifan that she moved back to Xuanfu from the western suburbs, so she had to say: "There is no food at home, so I am going to go to the street to buy some food, and then go home to cook." ”

"Yes, don't bother, just go to my house for dinner. Song Yifan blurted out.

If it weren't for the fact that his attention was all on the road ahead at this moment, Mo Beichen would even wonder if he had planned these words.

"But..." The relationship between her and Song Yifan is not good enough to run to someone's house to eat at any time, right?

Mo Beichen couldn't help but hesitate.

Song Yifan glanced at her quickly, "Don't be, don't you haven't eaten either?" ”

Mo Beichen's ears couldn't help but echo Xuan Junhao's words again, secretly clenched his palms, nodded, and agreed.

But when Song Yifan's car drove into the Song Mansion, Mo Beichen gradually regretted it.

Song Yifan's home is not ordinarily big, and the car turned around in the back garden before parking in the garage. Of course, she knew that Song Yifan's family was rich, but she didn't expect it to be so rich. Although it is slightly inferior to Xuanfu, in a city where every inch of land is expensive, how can a person who can live in such a house be a famous family.

After getting out of the car, Song Yifan saw Mo Beichen looking like he was about to be in trouble, and asked, "What's wrong Beichen?"

"That's... Mr. Song, I suddenly remembered that there was something going on at home, and I don't think I would eat at your house. ”

At this point in time, his parents should be at home.

Eating with the patriarch of such a wealthy aristocracy, she didn't have the psychological preparation yet, Mo Beichen flinched from the battle, ready to find an excuse to slip away.

Song Yifan grabbed her collar with a quick hand, "Don't, it's all here, let's go back after eating!"

Why did she think that Song Yifan's eyes were mixed with a hint of cunning when she looked at her? Could it be that she was dazzled?

Before Mo Beichen could think about it, Song Yifan had already carried Mo Beichen to the door.

He pressed the fingerprint lock with his thumb, and the door opened automatically.

"Mom, I'm back. Song Yifan changed his shoes while writing Mo Beichen, and at the same time did not forget to shout into the house, for fear that people would not hear him.

When the two servants in the living room heard this, one hurriedly came over to help them get their shoes, and the other hurriedly went in to report.

"Madam, the young master is back!"

Mo Beichen knew that it was already flooded.

After a while, a solemn and generous, graceful and luxurious woman appeared in front of Mo Beichen.

As soon as her eyes fell on Song Yifan, she immediately said with pity: "Son, you are finally willing to come back, I thought you were like your father, you are busy with work and forget about this family?"

"Why, Mom. Song Yifan patiently explained while glancing at Mo Beichen beside him.

Mrs. Song seemed to notice that there was an extra woman next to her son, "Who is this...?"

Mo Beichen nodded hurriedly and introduced himself: "Hello aunt, I am a friend of Mr. Song, my name is Beichen." ”

"Oh, hello Beichen. Mrs. Song nodded at Mo Beichen with a blandly gaze, which made people unable to see joy or disgust.

Then he turned to Song Yifan, "Since it's your friend, then invite her to come in and sit down!"

After speaking, Mrs. Song turned around and prepared to walk back.

"Mom, wait a minute, you haven't seen the gift I prepared for you yet!" As he spoke, Song Yifan took out a delicate jewelry box from his suit pocket as if by magic.

Mrs. Song looked back.

Song Yifan opened the box, it was a jade bracelet with a transparent color, the color was pure and crystalline, green and shiny, Mo Beichen had never seen such a transparent jade green.

Mrs. Song showed a look of surprise.

Song Yifan opened his mouth and said, "Mom, happy birthday!"

Today is Song Yifan's mother's birthday? When I looked down and saw that I was empty-handed, I suddenly felt very embarrassed.

Mrs. Song happily took the bracelet and kissed Song Yifan affectionately on the cheek.

"Thank you, son, where did you get it? ”

Song Yifan saw that Mrs. Song was happy, and bent his lips proudly, "You don't care how I got it, as long as you are happy!"

Mo Beichen stood aside and hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'm sorry, aunt." Mr. Song, he didn't tell me that today was your birthday, so I just..."

Before Mo Beichen finished speaking, Song Yifan stood up and interrupted: "It's okay Beichen, I don't tell you just because I don't want you to break the bank." ”

Mrs. Song secretly glanced at Song Yifan, and casually handed the jewelry box to her subordinates to put it away.

smiled: "Since that's the case, of course I won't mind, come in and sit!"

After returning to China, he never took the initiative to take a woman home, and now he not only brought a woman back on his birthday, but now he also thinks about her everywhere, isn't this interesting for this girl?

Mo Beichen saw that Mrs. Song didn't mind, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, aunt, for your understanding." ”

Why didn't this Song Yifan even tell her such an important thing?

After entering the house, Song Yifan beckoned Mo Beichen to sit down on the sofa first, and asked the maid to make Mo Beichen a cup of tea.

Song Yifan and Mrs. Song stood beside the sofa and talked.

"Mom, is my dad's company so busy that you can't even find time to go home for your birthday?"

"Yes, your dad has a party tonight, and he has already called back. Who told you not to go back to the company to help, how could your dad be busy alone?"

"If you go back to the company to help, he can retire naturally. ”

Song Yifan didn't expect to talk about his father's affairs, and in the end, he would make a detour around his head, and suddenly one head was two big.

Mrs. Song continued to say: "Yifan, your father is also old, can't you, as a son, help him share the burden? What is the future of those coffee shops that have been guarding you?"

"Mom... It's your birthday, can we not talk about work? And now there are guests at home, and if you continue to talk about it, Beichen should be hungry. ”

Song Yifan had no choice but to move out of Mo Beichen as a shield.

"Well... Okay, don't talk about it, don't you do it? Every time you mention this question, that's what you look like. Mrs. Song had no choice but to give up with her precious son.

"I'll go to the kitchen and take a look, so I don't have to starve your guests. ”

......

At this dinner at the Song family, Song Yifan greeted him thoughtfully, but Mo Beichen was still very restrained.