After dinner, Lu Zihao sat on the sofa with his parents, and Wang's mother gave the cut fruit and withdrew, leaving only their family of three in the entire living room.

"Zihao, try this cherry, it tastes very good. Wang Qianhua took a cherry and put it in Lu Zihao's mouth.

Lu Zihao happily ate the cherries, with a great expression on his face: "It tastes really good, Mom, you and Dad can eat it too, don't keep letting me eat it alone." He nudged his mother and put the cherry in her hand.

Parents are always like this, in their eyes, no matter how old the child is, he is also a child in their hearts.

When he first ate, his parents always served him vegetables, and now they feed him fruits, and his stomach is really dying now.

But he didn't want to upset the two old men, so he had to swallow it in his stomach.

"Zihao, in a few days it will be your father's seventieth birthday, your father and I are very interesting, I don't want to invite anyone else, just have a meal at home as a family." Wang Qianhua conveyed to her son what she and her husband meant. They are all older, and they don't like those noisy occasions very much.

"Okay, it's all up to you and Dad. Lu Zihao is also obedient, as long as his parents are happy, everything will follow them.

"Zihao, have you been in contact with your Uncle Cui's daughter recently?" Lu Zhenkun held two walnuts in his hand and kept coiling them back and forth in his hand.

Since introducing the youngest daughter of the Cui family to his son, he has been waiting for good news. But in the past few days, he hasn't seen Lu Zihao mention it, he is a little curious about whether these two people are connected?

"Uncle Cui's daughter?" Lu Zihao searched for this person in his mind, but after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't remember who it was?

Lu Zihao, who really couldn't think of it, had to cast a distressed gaze at his mother beside him.

"Silly son, at your sister's birthday party, didn't you see your Uncle Cui, and he praised you, didn't your father give you a business card at that time. Wang Qianhua looked at the confused appearance of some of the second monks, and reminded softly. This stupid son must have forgotten about this again.

It turned out to be that incident, the business card was thrown away by him, how can there be any connection. But looking at his parents' expectant eyes, he didn't dare to tell the truth. I can only coax the second elder first, and then talk about the future when the time comes.

"We're all very busy, and we haven't been in touch much. Lu Zihao was sloppy.

"What do you mean that you are all busy? So you have already been in touch? How do you feel? Is it possible to develop into a boyfriend and girlfriend?" Lu Zhenkun suddenly came to his senses and asked several questions in a row.

Lu Zihao shrugged, then shook his head again.

"What does this mean? Do you not feel it or don't want to contact again?" Wang Qianhua was also a little anxious, seeing that people who were about the same age as her son had already married and had children, every time she went out to look at the baby in someone else's arms, she couldn't help but want to lean over and take a few more looks. I thought to myself: It would be nice if it was her baby.

"I don't feel anything, but I can't say anything like feelings, so let's see if it's going to happen. Lu Zihao didn't want to disappoint his parents too much, so he was sloppy again and again.

Lu Zhenkun and Wang Qianhua glanced at each other, it seems that there is a drama in this matter.

When Lu Zihao left the old house, there were very few vehicles on the street. Few people come out to hang out on cold winter nights, unless they are people with some bad brains, such as Song Qianqian and Lai Ting.

"What are you really crazy about today, pulling me out for a walk at night?" Song Qianqian shivered with a shallow cold, and his body was already frozen in this biting cold wind.

Lai Ting hugged Song Qianqian, with an excited face: "I just see that you are okay and always nest on the sofa, which is not good for your health, so I went out for a walk with you." You girl doesn't know how to be grateful, why do you blame me?"

"Eldest sister, you don't look at the time when you take a walk, what time is it, and it's so cold, your head is squeezed by the door before you want to come out. Song Qianqian didn't appreciate it, and his face was reluctant.

In this community garden, apart from these two mentally abnormal people, there is no one else.

Lai Ting smiled awkwardly, as if it was indeed a little late.

"Then let's go back. She put her arms around Song Qianqian and turned around and walked towards the apartment.

Song Qianqian couldn't stand it and glanced at her a few times, before he slowly spoke: "Wang Hao is back, I'll arrange for you to meet when I find a chance." ”

"What? He's back, why didn't you say it earlier, I'd better go buy a new dress, a whole hairstyle, or something. Lai Ting touched her clothes for a while, and scratched her hair for a while.

"Eldest sister, when the time comes, you will be more natural, don't look like a blind date. Song Qianqian shook her head impatiently, she was now worried about finding some reason to ask Lu Zihao and Wang Hao out.

Lai Ting's little face was full of happiness and excitement, and when she thought that she would be able to meet Wang Hao soon, her heart was like a little rabbit, excited and nervous.

The two of them snuggled up to each other tightly and walked towards home, and when they were about to get downstairs, Song Qianqian suddenly stopped, she looked at a Porsche parked downstairs, and it looked so familiar.

Lai Ting saw her stop, and as she looked, she also saw the eye-catching Porsche.

In their ordinary community, there was such a luxury car parked, not only the two of them, but even the pedestrians who occasionally passed by couldn't help but take a few more looks.

"Shallow, isn't that Lu Zihao's car?" Lai Ting looked at the color of the car, and then looked closer at the bullish license plate, who else could it be if it wasn't Lu Zihao.

Song Qianqian nodded, not knowing why his car appeared here.

"Did I come to you?" Lai Ting asked, twisting her face.

Song Qianqian's heart is not too clear, since the last time he saw Mo Ling and him, he has not seen him much in the company, and he is very busy every day. I wonder why he's here now?

"I don't know?"

Lai Ting looked at Song Qianqian's expression and was a little wrong: "What's the matter?

"No, no quarrels. It's just that he's been very busy lately, and we haven't seen each other much in the company. Song Qianqian explained that she didn't want to tell anyone about the suspicions in her heart. After all, Lu Zihao is her boss and ...... is also an important person in her heart.

"That's right, you take this opportunity to ask Lu Zihao and Wang Hao out. Lai Ting whispered in Song Qianqian's ear, asking her to hurry up and do what she promised herself. As the saying goes: the night is long and there are many dreams, everything must be struck while the iron is hot, and it is better to finish it as soon as possible.

"Let's talk about it now, will it be a little too anxious?" Song Qianqian asked with some uncertainty, she glanced at the Porsche parked in front of her, and then turned her head to look at Lai Ting, who was flushed next to her. I don't know if this girl's face is because of happiness or because of the cold weather, anyway, it's a red mess.

"No, no. After speaking, Lai Ting pushed Song Qianqian towards the car, without giving her any chance to think about it.

Before Song Qianqian could stabilize herself, Lai Ting reached out and tapped on the car window.

Lu Zihao was sitting in the car, and he had already seen the two of them in the car mirror. Seeing them parked there and not knowing what they were discussing, I saw Song Qianqian being pushed in front of his car by Lai Ting with a reluctant face.

Lu Zihao opened the car window, and looked at Song Qianqian and Lai Ting on the car window with a ruffian face, his dark eyes stared at Song Qianqian, looking at her slowly swollen face and somewhat stiff body. This girl didn't seem to want to come over just now.

"Such a coincidence, President Lu, what are you ......" Lai Ting greeted him with a grin, this guy, seeing that their shallow eyes were so naked, he couldn't wait to swallow Song Qianqian directly.

"Well, I just went to the neighborhood to do something. Lu Zihao lied with a serious face, God knows how bad he was going here.

After he came out of the old mansion, his heart was very uncomfortable as if there was a big rock. Somehow, I drove here and on. He stopped downstairs in Song Qianqian, looking at the room without any light, but his heart was much more comfortable.

Lai Ting looked at this person who lied and didn't make drafts, and the smile on her face deepened. She pushed Song Qianqian, who had been stunned, with her hand, and asked her to hurry up and tell him what she had just discussed.

"President Lu, I have something to say to you. That, I'll go up first if I still have something to do. Lai Ting grabbed lightly in Song Qianqian's palm, and without waiting for them to answer, she turned around and ran away.

"Lai Ting, ...... you" Song Qianqian looked at Lai Ting, who suddenly ran away, as if she had no support in her heart. She didn't know how to see Lu Zihao again, she was so embarrassed and overwhelmed.

"What's the matter?" Lu Zihao opened the car door, got out of the car and leaned on the car door to look at her. If he leaned on the window and looked at her again, his neck would probably break.

Hearing his words, Song Qianqian didn't react for a while, his brain seemed to be stuck, and he looked at Lu Zihao leaning on the car door with blank eyes. He's really handsome, just like the hero who came out of a comic.

"Didn't Lai Ting just say that you have something to say to me? Tell me, what's the matter?" Lu Zihao habitually touched the pocket on his body, but in response, he was empty and nothing. He then remembered that he had quit smoking, and that the person acting as the supervisor was standing in front of him.

was reminded by him like this, and Song Qianqian understood. Her hands were unconsciously wrenched together: "President, do you have time tomorrow night, I want to invite you and Wang Hao to have a cup of coffee?"

Lu Zihao raised his eyebrows, and his dark eyes tightly enveloped Song Qianqian. Looking at her who was wearing a little thin, her brows furrowed: "Song Qianqian, can't you wear more clothes?