Song Xiangwan smiled back at her, "I'll pass on your greetings to him." ”

"I'm not as busy as Sukh, but I can greet him personally, Xiangwan, give me his number."

"International calls, it's too much trouble."

"How can it be troublesome? Isn't it as simple as dialing a number? Don't worry, you don't have to worry about my phone bill, but I'm not short of money for a phone call now. ”

"Sukh is usually busy with work, but at this time, he is sleeping."

"Then I'll wait until the jet lag on his side is daytime."

Song Xiangwan had countless reasons to shirk it, but Song Qiyue continued to ask for it.

After going back and forth a few times, Song Xiangwan said unhappily, "Do you still want to pester him?" ”

"Huh? How do you think so? Where will I pester him, the three of us grew up together, I care about you, of course I care about him, old friends haven't seen each other for three years, it's not too much to ask for a number to greet. Song Qiyue smiled and said, "Are you reluctant to give it to me, or don't you dare to give it to me?" Are you afraid? ”

Her words were undoubtedly provocative for Song Xiangwan, and she chuckled, "Heh, I'll be afraid?" It was Sukh who chose me back then, and I have nothing to fear. Besides, he's my fiancé now. ”

"Hey," Song Qiyue sighed, "I think back then, he was still my fiancé." But it doesn't count until he's really engaged, and even if he's engaged, it's not necessarily, maybe tomorrow he likes other girls. ”

"Suhe, he's not such a person!" As soon as she heard her taunt Su He, Song Xiangwan glared angrily.

"Yes, yes, Sukh is not like that, he is fine." Song Qiyue followed her, "Then do you give me his number?" ”

Song Xiangwan pursed her lips and said depressedly, "Don't give it." ”

"Since you don't give it, in the future, you will not be in front of me, and be careful that I pester him." Song Qiyue smiled and warned, and she lowered her head to read the magazine again.

At this moment, Song Xiangwan's face turned blue.

"Come, the pastry I made is ready, you two come and try it......" Aunt Jun brought the pastry.

Song Xiangwan got up, "Auntie, I'm a little sleepy, go sleep for a while." ”

"Xiang Wan, aren't you eating?" Aunt Jun shouted.

Song Qiyue immediately put down her legs and said greedily, "If she doesn't eat it, then give it all to me." ”

……

In the evening, Song Lianheng called and informed Aunt Jun that the hotel had been booked, and he only said that he would meet there and dine together.

"Why don't you eat it at home?" Song Qiyue watched Aunt Jun dressing up and changing clothes, and Aunt Jun tidied up her appearance in the mirror and said, "Your eldest brother said that there are relatives." ”

"Who?" Song Qiyue was curious.

"I don't know this, the Song family has a lot of relatives." Aunt Jun saw that she was still lying in the chair and did not move, so she turned around and urged, "In July, you also change your clothes." ”

"Yes, yes."

When they went out, everyone in the Song family was dressed up decently and glamorous.

The two cars set off together and drove from Song's house to the hotel.

As soon as he arrived at the place, Song Qiyue got off the car and took a look, this hotel is definitely five-star. But think about it, Song Lianheng has made it, and he will find out where it goes. It's just a family dinner, and it's so elegant, Song Qiyue only feels that it's really a toss, too tired and panicked.

When he arrived in the private room, Song Lianheng was already waiting inside, he got up to greet him and beckoned everyone to take their seats one by one.

"July, you're back." Song Lianheng also greeted her.

"yes, big brother." Song Qiyue greeted people with a smile.

In the midst of the uproar, the group took their seats.

The uncle asked, "Lian Heng, he hasn't arrived yet?" ”

"It's coming, it's already on the way."

The content of this conversation made Song Qiyue curious, is this "he" male or female, and which one is it?

After sitting for more than ten minutes, suddenly, there was a soft knock on the door of the private room.

I saw the waiter push open the door, and at the same time, Song Lianheng took the lead in standing up, and then everyone on the side also stood up.

Song Qiyue was drinking tea, and her reaction was half a beat slower, and she didn't have time.

The teacup was still in his hand, but when he raised his eyes, he saw Song Lianheng greet him, and his figure blocked the other party.

But the other party's voice was familiar to her, "There is some traffic jam on the road, I'm late." ”

Immediately afterwards, Song Xiangwan and Song Jinzhi shouted one after another, "Uncle Mo! ”