Song Jiming looked at the withered pansy flower garden outside the window, and said softly: "Big brother, please eat, and accompany me at night." ”

Hearing the man's words, the girl's originally stretched brows instantly frowned, and she asked hesitantly, "Who?" Song Seung-kyun? ”

"Hmm."

Get a definite answer.

Shu Yao sneered, with a sarcastic expression on his face.

"The weasel gave the chicken a New Year's greeting, but he didn't have a good heart."

Song Jiming responded in a deep voice, and said helplessly: "Even so, I have to go." ”

Shu Yao asked a little puzzled, "Why?" I knew he would hurt himself, why did he send it to the door? ”

Regarding the girl's innocent question, Song Jiming only smiled gently and did not speak.

The relationship between him and Song Chengjun looks kind and okay on the surface.

Secretly, there is no less secret competition.

In the past ten years, he has kept a low profile, endured everywhere, and created a false impression of being depressed and indisputable with the world, so as to maintain harmony on the surface.

Otherwise, everyone would have fallen apart long ago.

However, this phenomenon is about to happen soon.

Because, he didn't intend to put up with it any longer.

Especially after finding some important clues.

Thinking of this, he looked into the distance and muttered, "This may be the last time......

When Shu Yao heard this, there was a look of surprise in his eyes.

For the last time......

What is the meaning?

Shu Jiao's brows furrowed, staring at the man for a moment.

This man is obviously sitting next to her, so kind and gentle to her.

When he was quiet and silent, it gave her a strange sense of alienation.

It's as if everything she sees is an illusion.

In fact, she never really understood the heart of the man in front of her......

In the evening, Song Jiming and Shu Yao attended the "family banquet" in Song Chengjun's mouth in a low-key manner.

Song Chengjun, as the host, came to the hotel one step earlier to make arrangements.

By the time the stunning girl pushed the man in the wheelchair over, he had already taken care of everything.

Song Jiming saw a successful man in a suit and leather shoes, an elegant gentleman, and politely called him "big brother".

When the words fell, the stupid girl behind him also said, "Big brother." ”

Song Chengjun had a business smile on his face, he exchanged pleasantries with the two and invited them to sit in the private room.

Because it was Friday, there were a lot of people at the hotel today.

There are many people with mixed eyes, and they are the most prone to problems.

There were only three people dining, but Song Chengjun booked a private room for six people.

Shu Yao entered the private room, and subconsciously felt that there should be more than the three of them today.

Song Seung-gyun should have invited others as well.

Thinking of the people Song Chengjun might invite, Shu Yao subconsciously just arrived at that green tea.

Last time she overheard, Song Chengjun said that she hadn't done what he handed over to the green tea.

Perhaps, he set up this dinner today to create an opportunity for the green tea to test the man's legs.

Thinking of this, Shu Yao secretly sighed.

It seems that she has to be careful today and can't let Song Chengjun's conspiracy succeed.

When Song Jiming entered the private room, he also noticed something unusual.

He quietly and quickly swept around the private room, and under Song Chengjun's arrangement, asked the girl to push him to that position.

Shu Yao has no objection.

Song Chengjun sat on the main seat, and Song Jiming and Shu Jiao sat on his left hand side in turn.

When Song Chengjun personally poured water for the two, he said: "Ming, I may have two friends over later." ”

A moment of gloom flashed in the man's eyes, and he said empathetically: "If the eldest brother is busy, we can do it another day." ”

Song Chengjun, who was the first army, smiled elegantly and walked towards them with a teacup.

"It's okay, they are all partners in the business, and they don't necessarily come over and drink water."

"Thank you, big brother."

Song Jiming took the water cup with both hands, and the two talked thoughtfully.

The relationship between the two brothers is cordial and warm in the eyes of outsiders at this moment, and only Shu Yao, who is sitting next to them and listening to the whole process, knows that it has reached the level of Song Chengjun and Song Jiming.

Every sentence is like a master's move, hitting the point.

Shu Yao was silent the whole time, bowing her head and enjoying the food.

What made her wonder was that it had been so long since the meal had begun, why she hadn't seen the people invited by Song Chengjun come over.

Could it be true that as he said, those two people are just partners in the business field, and they may not come over today.

Shu Miao was muttering in his heart, and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his lower abdomen.

She put down her chopsticks, tugged at the man's clothes, and whispered, "I want to go to the bathroom." ”

Song Jiming said "sorry" to Song Chengjun and looked at her gently, "Let's go, I'll go with you." ”

I don't know what bad idea Song Chengjun played today, Shu Yao felt that it was better for the two not to separate.

She nodded and said happily, "Okay." ”

Song Jiming turned his head to the man and said, "Big brother, I'll take her to the bathroom." ”

Song Chengjun nodded calmly, "Go ahead." ”

As soon as they got up, and before they could take two steps, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a thick and hearty voice sounded at the door of the private room.

The voice is......

The man's brows furrowed, and his dark eyes flashed for a moment.

Shu Yao looked at the northeastern man who appeared in the private room, leaned over and asked in the man's ear, "Who is he?" ”

Song Jiming said in a low voice: "The son of the owner of a tannery in the south, Rong Jue. ”

The girl said "oh" and asked, "Do you know him?" ”

The man looked at the two people in the conversation, nodded slightly, and explained to the girl.

"There used to be cooperation, but now there is none."

"Why doesn't he look like a Southerner at all?"

"His mother is from the Northeast."

Shu Jiao said "oh", and saw the man walking towards them, greeting in a loud voice, "Ming Shao, long time no see, how are you doing?" ”

Song Jiming shook hands with him, called him "Mr. Rong", and answered his question indifferently.

Rong Jue has an ordinary appearance, nearly one meter nine tall, and a warm and broad personality, not like a southerner at all, but more like a northern man.

Shu Yao looked at this man suspiciously, always feeling that he had seen him somewhere.

The other party noticed that the stupid-looking girl behind the man looked at him curiously, his eyes fell on her, and asked, "This ......"

"My wife."

Song Jiming was not ashamed to speak because his wife was a fool, and his answer was very clean and crisp.

It turned out that this was the stupid wife of the legendary second young master of the Song family.

If it is really famous, it is better to meet.

It's stupid to look at it like this.

After hearing this, Rong Jue greeted Shu Yao with a suddenly realized expression, "Mrs. Song." ”

Shu Jiaohan smiled at him "hehe", and stopped instantly after seeing the sneer in the man's eyes.

This man is just a spectacle......

Rong Jue pulled Song Jiming and Song Chengjun to chat, and Shu Yao wanted to wait.

Wait for Song Jiming to accompany her after they are polite.

However, this time the relatives are not angry, and it feels too obvious.

She touched her lower abdomen, bent down and said to the man, "Shall I go to the bathroom first?" ”

"I'll be with you."

Song Jiming's words fell, looked at Rong Jue, and without waiting for him to speak, the bold man poured himself a glass of wine and walked towards him......

In the end, Shu Yao still went to the bathroom by herself.

Because, Song Jiming was stopped by the enthusiastic Rongjue.

She left the private room with her front feet, and a well-dressed woman entered the private room with her back feet......