On the way back, the girl wilted and rested her head on the man's shoulder.

He was looking at his phone, and she could see it when she looked down.

Song Jiming does not shy away from her, so she can rely on her disguise to understand what is happening at the moment unscrupulously.

The few articles that Song Jiming read were all news about the auction.

Several of them are about the second young master of Song buying the "bracelet king" for his stupid wife Hua Tian, and two are about the second young master of Song spending 40 million to buy the "Rose" oil painting folding fan.

He didn't read the comments of netizens below, and Shu Yao naturally didn't know how netizens commented on this matter.

The few news articles that the man read later were all about finance and the fund stock market, and she couldn't understand it, so she just followed it and watched the excitement.

Soon, Song Jiming turned off his mobile phone.

He put the phone in the storage box and touched the girl's little hand, "Is it cold?" ”

The man's magnetic and mellow voice sounded above his head, and Shu Yao shook his head, looking up at his perfect jawline, and his beautiful eyes were shining.

Sensing the girl's gaze, Song Jiming lowered his head to look at her, and asked her gently, "What's wrong?" ”

She looked straight into the man's eyes, his pupils dilated slightly, forming a beautiful aperture, comfortable and natural, without any precautions and vigilance against her, gentle as ever.

Shu Yao felt that he was thinking too much, softened, put his chin on the man's shoulder, and said softly: "You have to pay attention to your eldest brother, I don't think he is a good person." ”

The man said "um", and the end note was crisp and sultry.

"What about the green tea?"

She had too many worries.

The corners of the man's lips rose, but the look in his eyes was cold.

He touched the girl's little head and said, "It's okay. ”

Seeing him so confident, Shu Yao also felt that he was too worried.

After all, he was able to live so well under Zhou Jingjia's suppression, and he still did business so successfully.

What kind of splash can a mere green tea make?

The girl sighed comfortably, put her arms around the man's waist, found a comfortable position, closed her eyes and rested in his arms.

It was getting late when I got back to Shengdexuan.

The first thing Shu Yao did when he got out of the car was to go to the toilet.

Song Jiming was in the living room and showed the folding fan to Aunt Qiao.

Aunt Qiao's hands trembled and she took the folding fan, and her face, which was no longer young, was full of vicissitudes.

She looked at the delicate colored patterns on the top and the red seal below, and her eyes slowly turned red.

Aunt Qiao gently stroked the fan, as if she had returned to before.

"It's Runyi's painting, this seal, or I accompanied her to Master Ping to engrave it, the second stroke of the word 'Wei' should be hooked outward, Runyi has to be different, let Master Ping change this stroke, it is hooked inside."

The old man said, a drop of liquid dripping from the corner of his eye.

Realizing that she had lost her temper, Aunt Qiao wiped away her tears with her fingertips, and said to Song Jiming pretending to be strong: "It's rare for this thing to be found by you, since it's been found......"

"Young Master Ming, you've taken on too much in the past few years, don't put pressure on yourself anymore."

The man's expression was solemn, he looked at the folding fan in Aunt Qiao's hand, and said with emotion, "It's time to unload the burden." ”

Aunt Qiao was relieved that Song Jiming finally saw it, suddenly remembered something, and asked: "Runyi's posthumous work has been auctioned in this city, and the Ye family should have heard the news, has the second miss gone to today's auction?" ”

"There were too many people to pay attention to."

When Aunt Qiao saw his cold attitude, she knew that he had not forgiven the Ye family.

In this case, even if he saw the people of the Ye family, he would not have anything to do with them.

Aunt Qiao handed the folding fan to Song Jiming to put away, and when she pushed him to the restaurant, she asked, "Shu Xiao...... Mrs. didn't cause you trouble today, did she? ”

"It's okay, she's just a child's temper, and it's a common thing to make trouble, but it won't cause big trouble."

When Shu Yao came out, he heard the man's words.

He said this in the same tone and tone as before, but it sounded to her at the moment with a different feeling than before.

It felt as if the other party didn't treat her as a child.

Shu Jiao was a little apprehensive in her heart, she shook the hand hanging by her side, and a touch of cunning crossed her eyes.

Song Jiming was talking to Aunt Qiao, and the girl suddenly ran in front of him.

She pouted, snorted unhappily, crossed her hands on her hips, and shouted at him angrily: "You are a child's temper, you have a bad temper!" Hum! He even said bad things about me and ignored you. ”

The girl was about to go back after speaking, but the man looked at her proud back helplessly and said, "Where are you going?" Skipping a meal? ”

Hear about eating.

Shu Yao's footsteps stopped, his big eyes rolled, and he came back obediently.

The people live on food.

For the sake of food, she won't bother with him for the time being.

Aunt Qiao watched the childlike interaction between the two people and smiled with satisfaction.

The dinner was very sumptuous, and most of it was made by Aunt Qiao for Song Jiming's body.

Shu Miao gnawed on a pig's trotter with relish, and glanced at the man who had an elegant temperament even when eating, and his lowered eyes covered the glittering brilliance in his light brown eyes.

Hua Xijun pierced her pretending to be stupid and broke the peace she had been maintaining.

She had only been in contact with Hua Xijun a few times, and he could see her flaws.

And she and Song Jiming have lived for so long, with each other's ingenuity, have they already seen through everything......

Song Jiming put down the soup spoon, picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his lips elegantly, he looked at the silent girl, and said softly: "Later, I'll send you the bracelet." ”

The man suddenly spoke, startling the girl, and she looked up at him with a confused expression, was silent for a few seconds, and nodded happily.

Shu Yao only pays attention to fragrant food, whether it is clean or not.

At the moment, her hands, mouth, and even cheeks were oily.

Song Jiming frowned slightly, looking at her with a doting and helpless expression.

"Why is it always like this?"

Seeing the man pick up the wet wipe, the girl obediently approached him and asked him to wipe his mouth.

"No one will grab food from you, eat slowly in the future."

The girl didn't speak.

When he wiped her face clean, she brought her hands to him.

Song Jiming looked at the oily little hands, sighed imperceptibly, and resigned himself to holding her wrists and cleaning them up.

Shu Miao enjoyed the man's care for her with peace of mind, but on the other hand, she doubted him nervously.

Under the collision of such double thoughts, it is easy to make one become agitated.

Shu Yao sat on the bedside stool, grabbing her hair uneasily.

Next to him is a sexy white silk pajamas.

She was hesitating to test Song Jiming.

Before she figured out whether Song Jiming knew about her pretending to be stupid, she wanted to verify what Song Chengjun said that he was pretending to be disabled......

But she couldn't make up her mind.

After such a long period of contact, she knows what Song Jiming's legs are, but if he is really pretending, how can it be that kind of feeling......

Shu Yao was still hesitating, the door of the room was suddenly slammed, and the man's deep voice sounded outside the door.

"Shu Yao, open the door."