Probably a little tired from being nagged by the old man, Song Yuming's eyes, with a little tiredness, looked in the direction of the co-pilot and asked, "Why don't you call someone after getting in the car for so long?" ”

Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly reacted, Song Yuming was talking about himself. She hurriedly turned around and respectfully introduced: "Hello, Old Madam Song, my name is Lin Xiaoxiao." ”

Old Madam Song looked Lin Xiaoxiao up and down, not letting go of a trace of detail, and responded with a smile: "It turned out to be Miss Lin." ”

"Grandma, just call her Xiaoxiao."

Has his relationship with her been good enough for her family to call her nickname? The old man won't get anything wrong!

Lin Xiaoxiao looked innocently at the man in the back seat through the rearview mirror, but happened to meet the man's lazy smile.

So, he did it on purpose?

Mrs. Song saw that her grandson spoke, and then said kindly: "Since you are my grandson's friend, call me my grandmother like Yuming, that Xiaoxiao, I will have to work for you these days." ”

Lin Xiaoxiao hurriedly replied: "No trouble, no trouble, grandma." ”

After picking up the plane and taking the old man's luggage away, Song Yuming and Xia Yi left, Lin Xiaoxiao and Mrs. Song were put near the square in the city center, and then, after getting out of the car, the two began to look at each other with big eyes.

Lin Xiaoxiao found out that the old lady Song didn't bring an escort when she traveled.

"Where to go now?" Old Madam Song looked at the streets that were completely different from the capital, and the smile on her face never relaxed.

Lin Xiaoxiao reluctantly pressed her eyebrows and asked, "Grandma, you see it's already noon, why don't I take you to find a place to eat first." ”

"What to eat?"

Lin Xiaoxiao didn't know what to eat, thought about it, and thought of the rainbow restaurant where he and Song Yuming went last time, since it was a family, the taste should be similar.

"Over there." Lin Xiaoxiao pointed in the direction and led the people to the front.

When I arrived at the Hongguan, I ordered the food, and when the food came up, Mrs. Song tasted it, and then picked up the paper towel next to her and spit it out very elegantly: "Cantonese food? ”

"Well, isn't it delicious?" Lin Xiaoxiao took a bite, it was delicious.

"Do you like Cantonese food?" The old man looked at the well-dressed woman opposite him with some incredulity.

Lin Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment and put down his chopsticks: "You don't like it?" ”

"Of course I don't like it, I want to eat Sichuan food, the spicy kind, the spicier the better."

Ten minutes later, the two switched to another Sichuan restaurant and ordered a table of chili peppers, and Lin Xiaoxiao was silent.

It seems that this old lady Song, she really can't judge according to the ordinary old people, she is really a bit uncontrollable rush, for the days to come, her mind is full of dotted lines.

"Grandma, you are traveling alone, aren't the family worried? When do you plan to return to Beijing? ”

Fang Hui chewed the spicy dish slowly, swallowed it and said, "Since you are here, you will naturally stay for a while." ”

"How long was that?"

"Five or six months."

Lin Xiaoxiao suddenly felt very depressed, and he seemed to be in big trouble.

originally promised Song Yuming to accompany his grandmother, but she really thought it would be a day or two, and it would only be a week to break the sky, so she readily agreed.

But who knew that the truth was so harsh.

A few months, just kidding, right?

She still has her own job and her own business to do.

With a sad face, she originally loved to eat Sichuan food, but now she is not in the mood to taste it at all, and she has not eaten well, she only eats some ordinary rice, and she has no appetite.

But Mrs. Song had a very good appetite, tasted it slowly, and finally ate everything she could eat, and then asked Lin Xiaoxiao to take her to the Peking Opera Company in City A.

Lin Xiaoxiao never listened to operas, so he didn't know where the Peking Opera Theater in City A was, and finally searched the map on his mobile phone to find the location.

Throughout the afternoon, Mrs. Song listened to a three-hour opera at the Peking Opera House, and when it was almost four o'clock, she left happily, and then took Lin Xiaoxiao to a nearby English-style café.

"I've digested everything I ate at noon, so let's drink some afternoon tea to replenish it." Ordered a bunch of desserts, she said with a smile.

Lin Xiaoxiao just nodded, without saying a word, she had already accepted her fate.

Afternoon tea and cakes were delivered quickly, and while waiting, Mrs. Song looked at the woman opposite and suddenly asked, "How long have you been with my grandson?" ”

"What?"

"You're my grandson's mistress." When she said it, her expression was very casual, as if even if it was, it didn't matter.

Lin Xiaoxiao's eyes widened, and she looked at her incredulously: "You misunderstood, I don't have that kind of relationship with the mayor." ”

Old Madam Song smiled, waved her hand indifferently, and her slender fingers played with the oversized sunglasses, and her fingertips flowed.

Lin Xiaoxiao felt that he should explain: "I have just an ordinary business relationship with Mayor Song, and the project I am responsible for has some things and needs Mayor Song's help." She said it simply, but the meaning was clear.

Old Madam Song was stunned for a moment, then smiled again: "Help?" Seriously busy? ”

"No, for the mayor, it should be a gesture." At least that's what she thinks.

The old man on the other side sneered: "Since it's a trivial matter, it's not over if you sleep with him." ”

Lin Xiaoxiao: "......"

This old lady is simply ......

Lin Xiaoxiao was speechless, this old man who seemed to her to be too old should be reserved and restrained, but she felt that she was a little wrong, and it was very wrong. She suddenly understood why Song Yuming occasionally showed a headache, although Mrs. Song was not as majestic as the average old man, and it was difficult to get close, but she often went off the line and played cards out of common sense.

Lin Xiaoxiao now has a kind of rush that has been poked at the thunder point but is powerless to fight back.

After a while, the cake was delivered, Mrs. Song ate it slowly, and after eating for a while, seeing that Lin Xiaoxiao didn't move, she took a sip of coffee and said casually: "My grandson already has a fiancée, so if you are just a mistress, I won't ask, but if you want to interfere with their feelings and destroy their marriage, then I can't sit idly by, after all, this is related to the reputation of the Song family, do you understand?" ”

Lin Xiaoxiao didn't say a word, just looked at her.

Old Mrs. Song narrowed her eyes: "Don't understand?" ”

Lin Xiaoxiao snorted, and was so angry that her liver hurt: "Old Mrs. Song, I already have a boyfriend." ”

Mrs. Song didn't seem to hear her words, has she seen fewer women at her age? All sorts, all sorts of messes, all sorts of things.

White lotus, green tea, Madonna, sinister.

There is only the unexpected, and there is nothing that cannot be seen. (To be continued.) )