"Auntie, you haven't been to the small courtyard where Han Yangqiu lives, have you?" Liu Xiaoping continued to work hard in front of the wingman: "We are barbecuing, singing, drinking, and chatting in his small courtyard, if it is really a pure relationship between superiors and subordinates, how can we have fun?" ”

She said the truth, so her expression was also very sincere.

Although Tan Feilan is a strong woman, she doesn't want her son to find a person like her to suffer. Seeing that Liu Xiaoping's words didn't seem to be fake, most of the worries in her heart were also put down.

A few more people had just spoken a few more words when the phone on the desk rang.

Song Mu secretly said sorry, lifted the receiver of the phone and put it to his ear, and listened to someone on the other end asking, "Is it Song Mu?" ”

This voice is so familiar to Song Mu, it is Han Yangqiu, who has been missing for a long time.

"Yes," Song Mu replied generously, "Where are you?" We've been waiting for you in the factory for almost twenty minutes, why haven't you arrived yet? ”

"In the factory?" Han Yangqiu on the other end of the phone made a puzzled voice.

"Nonsense, where are you not in the factory?" Song Mu despised this kind of person who likes to talk to himself without answering questions on the phone.

"At home." Han Yangqiu still replied briefly.

Song Mu: "......"

What about coming to work without asking for leave? Why didn't this product go home directly according to the routine?

Enduring the green tendons on his forehead that were about to burst, Song Mu gritted his teeth and asked with a smile, "Why did you go home?" ”

"Took a leave of absence in the morning, you acquiesced." Han Yangqiu replied confidently.

Song Mu: "!! ”

Morning!

Isn't it morning, she thinks about it now! In the morning, Han Yangqiu said that she couldn't pick up the airport at work, so she didn't bother to take care of him and went directly to the airport!

Is the co-author now considered her default fake?!

Song Mu couldn't help but roll his eyes, threw down the sentence "Got it, you wait" and hung up the phone.

Seeing that she didn't seem to be so happy, Han Yangxia hurriedly asked, "My brother?" ”

"Uh-huh." Song Mu tried his best to maintain a smile and said to Han Yangxia and Tan Feilan, "Do you two want to visit our office environment here?" If you don't go shopping, I'll take you to find Yangqiu. ”

Han Yangxia immediately entered a state of light as soon as he heard that he could walk around, but Tan Feilan shook his head: "Seeing that everyone is very busy, we won't make trouble for you." Listening to the words you answered the phone just now, Yangqiu and he went home? ”

Song Mu spread his hands helplessly: "That's right, he's going home." ”

Han Yangxia was originally disappointed by Han's mother's decision not to go shopping, but after listening to Song Mudi's affirmation, she came to her senses again: "This is unreasonable!" Can my brother not come without asking for leave? Is this finally grown up? ”

Song Mu: "......"

Her heart was very tired, and she didn't want to explain that Han Yangqiu hadn't grown up yet, and the reason why she went home was largely because of her own pot.

simply ignored Han Yangxia's question, gave Liu Xiaoping and others a few instructions, and directly took Tan Feilan and Han Yangxia out of the elite group office.

Liu Xiaoping and the others watched Song Mu leave, and secretly made a cheering gesture behind her......

Driving to Han Yangqiu's small courtyard, Song Mu put Tan Feilan's mother and son at the gate of the courtyard first, and he found a place to park.

When she came back, the two of them were no longer at the door, and Song Mu estimated that they might have already entered, so he pushed open the door of the small courtyard and walked in.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he heard Tan Feilan's voice faintly coming from inside the room, Song Mu did not rush in, but secretly listened to the root of the wall outside.

In the room, Tan Feilan's voice was still gentle, but whether it was the tone or the rhythm of speaking, compared to when she was in front of Song Mu, it was like a different person.

"Yangqiu, do you think that's right? If you don't tell me or your brother, why didn't you even go home without notifying Xiao Song? Speaking of going home, why don't you go home when you go back to the United States? You should have been in Angel City for more than half a month, right? Even if the distance between Angel City and Kangqiao City is not close, and there are so many planes in the United States, it is impossible to run out of time to go back, right? The most annoying thing is that if I hadn't urged you, you wouldn't have told me that there was such a good girl as Xiao Song! Speaking of Xiao Song, what a good girl, although I just met her for less than two hours, but there is nothing to say about her upbringing, she is good-looking and capable, how can people take a fancy to you? Speaking of fancy you......"

The room was still talking, Song Mu's head was almost sweating, and she finally understood what Han Yangqiu was talking about at the beginning.

Han's mother's rhythm of speech can be said to be real-machine gun, and she didn't hear ventilation after a long list of words, and the whimsical theme of "Speaking of XXX" flow conversion is even more breathtaking.

Song Mu felt that even Liu Xiaoping, who could speak the most, might not be able to take five rounds when she was put together with Han's mother.

"Mom," Tan Feilan was still in the mood, but Han Yangxia's voice rang out: "Sister-in-law is probably coming in soon, if you have anything to do, let's talk about it later." ”

I don't know if Tan Feilan listened to her youngest son's words, or she also felt that Song Mu was coming back soon, but after Han Yangxia's reminder, there was no sound in her room.

Song Mu knew that this was a good opportunity, she took a deep breath, adjusted her facial expression, and counted silently for five seconds before knocking on the door.

Han Yangxia in the room said happily, "Look, I'll just say it." He opened the door of the house: "Sister-in-law, are you coming?" Come in, come in. ”

Song Muhui explained with a polite smile: "There is no special place for parking nearby, and I opened an intersection before coming back, so I made you wait for a long time." ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Tan Feilan returned to her previous appearance, "Xiao Song, come and sit." ”

Song Mu obediently sat not far from Tan Feilan, and found that Han Yangqiu didn't even pour water, she stood up again and apologized to Tan Feilan, and went to the kitchen outside to get a few cups and tea.

put cups and tea leaves for everyone, and lifted the thermos to pour hot water for everyone, she sat back again, and at the same time did not forget to brush up on the characters in love: "Yangqiu is not very good at taking care of people, so you can laugh...... Ah, no, he's your son, and you know more than I do......"

Song Mu appropriately made a shy look, and sure enough, he got a wave of favorability.

Tan Feilan waved her hand indifferently: "Yes, yes, Yangqiu, this kid is actually not bad, but he doesn't know how to behave since he was a child, and he has no etiquette at all." ”

"That's good, it's honest." Song Mu complimented.

Next, Tan Feilan launched a more detailed investigation around Song Mu's family, work, hobbies, emotional experience, future planning, etc.

Song Mu never thought that she would encounter such an in-depth question, so she had not prepared any answers before.

People who don't lie much know that under such careful interrogation, if the improvised answers are easy to cause inconsistencies and make people seize loopholes, even a nonsense expert like Song Mu.

In desperation, she had no choice but to use the real situation as the skeleton, and then exert her ability to talk nonsense on this framework, and the half-truths and half-truths fooled Tan Feilan.

"Unexpectedly, your father is still a teacher?" When talking about this, Tan Feilan's eyes almost lit up: "Really speaking, we are still together!" ”

Song Mu: "......"

My dad is a high school teacher, can he compare with your doctorate supervisor? You really have a big span of peers, right?!

complained in his heart, Song Mu had to squeeze out a sweet (self-thought) smile on his face and said, "That's really true, hehe." ”

The more Tan Feilan and Song Mu chatted, the more satisfied they became, and the more they looked at it, the more pleasing it became, "Speaking of your father, the car you drove today belonged to your father, right?" Shall we go and return the car to him, and meet him and have a meal by the way? ”

Song Mu: "!! ”

Your sentence structure of "speaking of XXX" is too good...... No, you're seeing your parents too fast! We've only known each other for less than two hours, so it's time to meet our parents?!

"This~~" showed a shy look on his face again, and Song Mu set his eyes on Han Yangqiu, who had been silent, as if to ask for his opinion.

However, there is only one message she actually wants to convey - "There is always a limit for the old lady to help you!" Shouldn't you jump out and take a thunderbolt! ”