As he said, acting has to be real.

Tonight, as Lu Zihao's girlfriend, she will enjoy this warmth. Even if it's only tonight......

Song Qianqian smiled: "No, I was just taken aback by your mansion." ”

Lu Zihao thought she was joking, shrugged her shoulders and said no more.

"Zihao ......"

As a nice voice came, Song Qianqian looked up and saw a beautiful woman walking towards them.

Looking at this beautiful woman, Song Qianqian's heart was nervous for a while, and he couldn't help but increase his strength when he held Lu Zihao's hand.

"Don't be nervous, this is my mom, she's very nice. Sensing her strangeness, Lu Zihao lowered his head and leaned lightly in her ear and said.

He's too young, didn't he say to celebrate his father's 70th birthday? Look at this tight skin, and that proud figure, it looks like he is only in his forties.

"Your mother is so young?" Song Qianqian let out a sigh of admiration.

Listening to her words, the smile in Lu Zihao's eyes became even stronger. He pulled Song Qianqian and walked towards his mother, and said as he walked, "Mom, did you hear that?" Miss Cui praised you for being young. ”

Wang Qianhua kept looking at Song Qianqian, who was standing next to her son, wearing a white cashmere skirt and a pale pink coat on the outside, and her light makeup made her more quiet and cute.

Good looks, it's her favorite type. I just heard my son say this, and the satisfaction in my heart has increased a lot.

"Hello Miss Cui, it's such an honor for you to come to our house. ”

Song Qianqian looked at the well-maintained Wang Qianhua and stretched out her right hand towards her, hurriedly reached out to hold it, and said happily: "Auntie is too polite, I didn't say hello in advance when I suddenly came to visit, you and Uncle Lu don't think I'm abrupt." ”

Wang Qianhua glanced at her son on the side, okay, your kid's vision is really good, this girl is quite sensible.

Lu Zihao raised his eyebrows, that is, I don't want to think about whose son I am.

Lu Zihao looked at Song shallowly, with a slight appreciation in his eyes. This girl is really good.

"What are you doing standing at the door, why don't you invite Miss Cui to the living room. ”

The housekeeper pushed Lu Zhenkun to the entrance and whispered to the three people who were just chatting.

Looking at "Cui Yaming" at the door, Lu Zhenkun had a little smile on his face.

"Miss Cui, this is your Uncle Lu. ”

Wang Qianhua took Song Qianqian's hand and walked inside, introducing as she walked: "Husband, this is Miss Cui Yaming Cui, beautiful." ”

"Hello uncle, I wish you a happy birthday. Speaking of which, Song Qianqian's face was confused, it was over, and he said that he was specially here to celebrate someone's birthday, but he didn't even buy a gift, and came with two empty paws.

She looked up at Lu Zihao with a panicked expression. It's over, it's not going to be revealing now, is it?

Along the way, he only cared about the "confession" with Lu Zihao, and forgot all about buying gifts.

came empty-handed for the first time, and when it was over, after the real Cui Yaming knew, she had to pick her up alive.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who was a little overwhelmed, and a smile appeared on his handsome face. He walked up to her side and gently put his arm around her shoulder, and at some point there was a small, beautifully wrapped box in his hand.

"Dad, this is Miss Cui's birthday present to you. She was too embarrassed to give it to you, so I'll do it for you. ”

After speaking, he opened the gift in front of everyone.

"I'll open it for you and see what's good. With such careful packaging, it must be a very beautiful thing. ”

Lu Zihao deliberately said loudly: "Dad, look, it turns out to be a pen, this is your favorite brand!"

Lu Zihao handed the pen to Lu Zhenkun, looking at his father's satisfied look, he quietly gave Song Qianqian an OK gesture.

Wang Qianhua looked at her son's funny and funny appearance, and gently patted him on the back: "Look at this child, he is all happy and stupid." ”

Song Qianqian gently pulled Lu Zihao, who was still nervous, and reminded in a low voice: "It's over, you've acted a little too much." ”

"Is it over?" Lu Zihao asked sideways.

Song Qianqian looked at him and nodded seriously.

Wang Qianhua secretly gave her husband a look, looking at these two people, they were still whispering in front of them, it seemed that there was a play.

Lu Zhenkun didn't say anything, but in his heart, he was impressed by the "Miss Cui" in front of him. Not because of the gift she gave, but because of the way she saw her son's dedication to her.

My son has grown so big, and I have never seen him so attentive to any girl.

"Madame, the dishes are ready. ”

Wang Ma stood next to her and asked softly. Looking at the few people in front of her, her face was also full of joy, maybe it won't be long before a new member of this family will join.

"Okay, you go and invite the old lady down. Lu Zhenkun turned his head to look at Wang Ma and ordered.

Lu Zihao's face was stunned, and he asked suspiciously: "Mom, is my grandma here?"

"Look at my memory, I forgot to tell you when I was so happy? Your grandmother just arrived in the morning. Wang Qianhua said with a smile, now she only cares about her future daughter-in-law, how can she remember anything else.

"Mother Wang, don't go, I'll go upstairs to invite grandma. You and your parents are here to talk for a while, and I'll come down in a while. ”

Lu Zihao patted Song Qianqian's shoulder, turned around and ran upstairs.

Song Qianqian wailed in her heart, this is over, I originally thought that there were only Lu Zihao's parents, but now there is an extra grandmother, God forbid, don't let her show her feet.

"Miss Cui, let's come and sit down for a while. Wang Qianhua said with a smile that the more she looks at this "Cui Yaming" now, the more satisfied she becomes, and the more she looks at it, the happier she becomes.

"Auntie, you should call me Yaming, it seems more cordial. Song Qianqian took Wang Qianhua's arm and said softly.

Old Miss Cui Cui screamed, her little heart was a little uncomfortable.

Wang Qianhua looked at the ingenious "Cui Yaming", and her heart was even more happy, and her face immediately smiled like a blooming flower: "Okay, okay, I'm not called Miss Cui anymore, I'm called Yaming." ”

Originally, she was worried that this "Cui Yaming" would be as high-flying and domineering as Cui Lao, and there was no one in her eyes. I didn't expect to see her today, which really surprised her. This kid is not only down-to-earth and generous, but also very polite.

Looking at his son's expression again, it is obvious that the relationship between the two is not that of ordinary ordinary friends.

Seeing that his wife on the side was acting so exaggeratedly, Lu Zhenkun coughed lightly and reminded Wang Qianhua to pay attention to her image.

Wang Qianhua pursed her lips and whispered in her husband's ear, "I know, I know." ”

"Don't make people laugh. Lu Zhenkun has always had no resistance to his wife, and he felt a little uncomfortable listening to her well-behaved answer.

Looking at the two people in front of him who loved him so much, Song Qianqian was extremely envious: "Auntie, the relationship between you and your uncle is really good." ”

Wang Qianhua got up and took her arm and walked towards the restaurant, and said as she walked: "Men like coquettish women the most, and if there is anything, it can be solved immediately as long as they are coquettish." Of course, the premise is that he likes you. ”

Song Qianqian nodded, and asked with a look of benefit: "The president, isn't it, is that Zihao also like this?"

Song Qianqian's heart broke out in a cold sweat, she almost showed her stuff just now

Wang Qianhua obviously didn't hear the question in her words, and nodded affirmatively: "He is the same as his father." ”

Song Qianqian smiled, in her impression, aren't rich people all very domineering and arrogant? But when she saw Lu Zihao's parents today, they were completely two kinds of people.

They were amiable, gentle and kind, and Song Qianqian, who was originally a little nervous, slowly relaxed during the conversation with them.

Just as Song Qianqian was chatting with Lu Zihao's parents and was speculating, Lu Zihao helped his grandmother down from upstairs.

"Xiao Haozi, is that girl your girlfriend?" Grandma looked at Song Qianqian who was sitting on the chair and asked softly the little grandson who was supporting her next to her.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, at this time she didn't know what she was talking about with her parents, which caused the second elder to laugh.

"Yes, pretty. ”

"Yes, it's beautiful. But ......"

"But what?" Lu Zihao turned his head to look at his grandmother, wondering if she was a little dissatisfied.

A meaningful expression appeared on Grandma's face: "It's too thin, it's easy to give birth to if you're fat." ”

A few black lines appeared on Lu Zihao's face, his grandmother is really not amazing.

"Hey, grandma, let's go down, I'm hungry. ”

"Okay, my little grandson is hungry, let's hurry up and eat." Grandma rubbed Lu Zihao's little face and said happily.

"Mom, you sit here. Seeing her mother-in-law come down, Wang Qianhua, who was chatting, got up and helped her to the top of the dining table.

"Yaming, this is grandma. Lu Zihao sat next to Song Qianqian and introduced with a happy face, somehow, as soon as he saw Song Qianqian now, he remembered his grandmother's sentence of good birth.

Song Qianqian looked at her grandmother who had been smiling at her, and quickly stood up and said hello: "Hello grandma, my name is Yaming." ”

Grandma Lu's kind face was full of smiles, this girl is good and very polite. Looking at those two big black eyes, this child must be a clever girl.

"Sit down, kid, you're hungry. ”

Song Qianqian obediently sat on the chair and shook his head again and again: "Grandma, I'm not hungry yet." ”

"Child, you are too thin, you need to eat more delicious food. Mama Wang, let's start serving. Grandma Lu waved her hand, and Mama Wang and the other servants put dinner on the table.

Looking at this dazzling large table of delicious food, Song Qianqian's stomach was very uncompromising. She hurriedly covered her stomach, and her little face turned red.

Whoever can find her a crack in the ground, she will definitely get into it, and ten cows will not be able to pull it out.