Wen Qingshui thought about it again and again, but he didn't think about it well. According to her thoughts, she should pay back the money. After all, the money invested will be much greater than her human investment. But she doesn't have any money! She still owes him money!

"Can't think of a way?" Song Xijun knew that the little girl was still thinking about settling accounts with him. When will she not see him, and when will she be enlightened by him?

"I'm wondering what if I lose it?"

"If you lose it, you will pay the debt yourself. Song Xijun didn't force her, but ridiculed.

"Then you still marry me?"

He didn't expect Wen Qingshui to suddenly ask.

"Marry, of course, marry! If you promise, marry now!"

"That's easy!"

"What?" he was a little confused!

"If you marry me, you have to give me the bride price. The bride price is set at the amount you invested plus 200,000!"

Song Xijun laughed for a while.

"Does 200,000 also have a source?

"It's the money I owe you for the surgery before!"

"If that's the case, all you've been through is due to me. In addition to the medical expenses, I should also pay you for mental damages. How much do you think I'll have to give?"

"Yes!" Wen Qingshui sat up suddenly. "I was almost deceived by you, I didn't give it to you, you should give it to me!" Wen Qingshui was instantly possessed by wealth, and his whole person was in good spirits.

"Oh no! Oh no! I even sold my house, and now I can't buy it back! I lost it! I got big!"

"That house is not good, I will live the villa in your name, and then give you all my real estate as a gift!

"Then you have to take a look at the Song family!

"Yes!"

The two of them giggled as if they were telling a joke. But Wen Qingshui didn't expect that Song Xijun was serious. It didn't take long for him to complete the gift formalities. Of course, Wen Qingshui didn't know at all.

The two of them spent a particularly sweet afternoon and evening. After dinner, the two of them sat in the yard, enjoying the coolness and coziness of autumn. Both men said a lot about the future. The most obvious relief is that both people have each other's shadows in their futures. Neither of them shy away from it. After experiencing this, we cherish each other more and strengthen our determination to be together.

In the following month, the two of them were separated from each other, and they each plunged into their busy lives. Opportunities to meet are few and far between.

Song Xijun defended the Song clan to the death, eliminating several threats invisibly. But he always felt the oppression of danger. A storm is coming.

At the same time, he also paid attention to Qidong's movements. The old man still wouldn't say anything. Song Xijun found that the old man was even more resolute. Keep Qidong through thick and thin. At the same time, he also noticed that the old man was in contact with foreign countries. He has sent countless people abroad.

What's out there?Is it a person?Or is it a thing?But every time he wanted to make a move, the old man was forced back.

But he still got the name "Mo Yun". Who is Mo Yun? What does it have to do with the old man? But there is so little information, Wei Dong and those talents have spent a lot of effort to find out nothing?

Wen Qingshui was even busier! She was busy looking for someone to decorate the flower market! Preparing all the matters for the opening of the business company. It's busy. Fortunately, she had been exercising before, otherwise she would have really been overwhelmed.

She asked Xiao Liu and her friends who were dismissed by Lin Ying to help her prepare the company. Xiao Liu didn't say a word and arrived at his post on the same day.

According to Wen Qingshui's design, the first floor is fitness, the second floor is the flower market, and the third floor is the showroom of the business company. She is going to be a bedding agent salesperson. On the fourth floor was the office, her bedroom, and the dormitories, the cafeteria. They were all the ones who protected her and took care of her. She wants to improve their living environment and not let them be wronged again.

So drastic changes and preparations are in full swing. Finally, in a month, the basic work was completed.

She walked from the first floor to the fourth floor with a smile on her face. Seeing that everything is beginning to take shape, my heart is happy. Of course, nearly five million were invested in the early stage of renovation alone. The money spent made her feel distressed for a while. But distressed is distressed, and she is still very excited to have such a result.

She happily sent a video invitation to Song Xijun.

Seeing the little woman's happy little appearance with a bright face, Song Xijun was also happy in his heart.

"Xijun, look, how am I here?" Wen Qingshui said as he turned in a circle, so that Song Xijun could see the whole picture of the first layer.

"Very good! very beautiful!

Wen Qingshui pretended to be angry. "You're the president consoling his subordinates?"

"Of course not! I'm my husband consoling my wife!"

"That's pretty much it! When are you free, go have a good meal, and then study which day it will open! I've got in touch, and as soon as I open my mouth, the flowers and bedding are in place. ”

"You're so capable, I think I can eat soft rice!"

"That's not good, the Song family is my bride price!"

"Yes, yes, yes!

"I'm not a money junkie!"

"You can eat at any time, I'll pick you up later. I'll take you to try on clothes by the way!"

"What clothes to try on?"

"It's party next week!"

"What? next week? Oh no, I wasn't prepared? I forgot!"

"Don't prepare, just show up!"

"Oh my God! I'm going to be ashamed!"

"No, you can just follow me when the time comes! If you stand next to me, others will only envy you, who will laugh at you!"

"You're boasting about yourself!"

Song Xijun smiled, smiling very happily.

"Of course, don't look at who I am!"

"You're getting thicker!"

"You can see it? I'll let you take a closer look at how thick it is! I don't mind if you feel it with your lips. ”

"I'm not serious, I won't tell you. Waiting for you!"

After hanging up the phone, Wen Qingshui realized that he had led him astray, and he only looked at the flower market. Thinking of the party, she was still a little panicked, and hurriedly went to Liu Mei for help.

What Wen Qingshui didn't expect was that what Song Xijun said was delicious, but he went to the old house to eat.

"It's okay, I haven't seen grandpa for a long time!" Wen Qingshui was not unhappy at all.

"If grandpa is unhappy today, you have to help me coax!"

"What kind of plan did you have in this way? Am I aiding the abuse?"

"Husband and wife advance and retreat together!" Song Xijun said and laughed, the little girl became more and more shrewd!

"Then go buy some roasted sweet potatoes first!

"It's all up to you!"

Thinking of this, she slyly ran to the side and prepared a lot of things.

Sure enough, just like Song Xijun said, as soon as Wen Qingshui entered the villa, he found that something was wrong! There was a murderous atmosphere in the villa. She couldn't help but shudder.