"I've noticed it a long time ago, maybe the Song family dealt with it." Xiang Pengtian didn't care. He had no doubts about the power of the Song family.

Lin Ya said "oops": "I don't think it's the Song family." Although the Song family loves their daughter, they don't care about Song Yuanxiang this kind of thing, they let her handle it herself. ”

"It doesn't matter who it is, it's good that the matter is settled anyway." Xiang Pengtian flipped through the contract.

Lin Ya also thought so, and then didn't bother much about this matter.

Xiang Pengtian flipped through the movements, and didn't know what came to mind: "You better pay more attention, it's not good if there is fraud." ”

"Oh yes, yes, yes, thank you."

Xiang Pengtian teased: "Thank you, it would be nice to invite me to dinner next time." ”

"How many times have I asked you?"

"Not a lot, not a lot." He put the contract aside and clicked on the computer to look at the information.

The name column on the information reads - Xu Duqiu.

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Song Yuanxiang clicked on the hot search, and then clicked on the video.

The video shows a mess of kitchen and utensils.

The camera then switched to Song Yuanxiang's embarrassed face at that time, and the later caption read: Ordinary and unremarkable little expert in demolition.

Song Yuanxiang's eyes narrowed slightly, but he didn't speak.

Qu Heshen, who was sitting next to her, paid attention to her for a long time, and when he saw what she was watching, he immediately laughed: "Poof, you are really capable." ”

Song Yuanxiang had a peaceful face, staring at Qu Heshen like a mother. He suddenly lost the arrogance of ridicule, and sat obediently next to him without squinting.

In fact, he saw this video last night. This is also why when bidding farewell to the two of them this morning, Ruan Van Xing's expression was so rich, and everyone else held back their tears, afraid to laugh out loud.

And Song Yuanxiang has a habit that she doesn't turn on her electronic devices when she is working, unless she is useful for work or regularly checks for her text messages every day.

This makes Song Yuanxiang the last person to know that this matter is on the hot search.

She ignored Qu He Shen, and looked at the comments below.

Cocoa powder: This ability to dismantle the house is comparable to Erha.

The fragrance of incense: a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world~

Hang Kobe Bryant and don't hang Conan: This is really not how to cook!!

X: That's no common sense, right? Can the pot be scorched like this, don't turn off the heat?

Xiangxiang's Xiangxiang replied to X: Is it strange that she forgets to do anything in an emergency?

Keke: Don't go to the kitchen in the future, right? Otherwise, it will cause trouble for the firefighter brother.

The nightmare of 900 million girls: You don't need to bring your brains to watch variety shows, such a boring variety show, if there is such a funny thing, just laugh and laugh.

Yu Nu Wu Gu: I will not admit that she and Mo Yu are the same company. Lose face!

Connie.Song: Shame on your ancestors.

Seeing this, Song Yuanxiang frowned.

Connie.Song is Song's mother's account, and it has been officially verified. There is Song's mother at the beginning, and the comments below are all the same: Lose the face of your ancestors.

Exit to take a look, it's good, sure enough, the first hot search was occupied by Song's mother, and the name is - Song Youjiao commented on Song Yuanxiang: Shame on your ancestors.

Song Yuanxiang was helpless: My mother, where are you?

She had a headache, turned off her phone, closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

Qu Heshen witnessed Song Yuanxiang go from being helpless to closing his eyes and resting.

He unconsciously curled the corners of his lips: naughty.

On the Song family and his wife's side, the two of them are rarely at home today to prepare for Song Yuanxiang's arrival.

Mother Song sighed: "In the blink of an eye, she will be in her twenties, and I still think that a few days ago she was still a delicate milk doll in my arms." ”

Father Song glanced at Mother Song: "You have been saying this more than 20 times next to my ear." ”

"You're an old immortal. When I first got married, I was a coquette, but now it's good, I'm tired of being married for a long time, right? ”

Father Song felt a headache: "It's my fault, my fault." You've always been the best coquettish in my heart. “

As soon as Song Yuanxiang entered the door, she heard Song's father's words, and stepped back awkwardly, not noticing that Qu Heshen, who was sending her home, was behind her, and really crashed into his arms.

Song's father and Song's mother were even more embarrassed when they heard the movement.

From the angle of the two, they just saw Song Yuanxiang half-lying in Qu Heshen's arms, looking at him "affectionately".

Fortunately, Qu Heshen was the first to come back to his senses, helped Song Yuanxiang steady, and greeted Song's father and Song's mother: "Hello uncle and aunt." ”

Mother Song has also seen the world in the end: "Okay, good." Deeply sent Xiangxiang back? ”

Song Yuanxiang spoke first: "Mom, let's go eat first." ”

Mother Song responded: "You two come in quickly." ”

Qu Heshen handed Song Yuanxiang's luggage to the housekeeper, and then slippers into the house.

"What did you cook today?"

Father Song smiled: "It's He Shen's favorite dish." ”

Song Yuanxiang: ???

And the party Qu is helping Song's mother with dishes and chopsticks in a serious manner.

Song Yuanxiang looked at him, and the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became, so he simply went to his place and sat down.

Unexpectedly, before the chair was hot, Mother Song called out: "Oops, hey, you get out of the way, let Shen sit here, you sit next to Shenshen." ”

Am I being rejected by my parents?

Song Yuanxiang suddenly regretted asking him to help carry his luggage.

Changing positions, when she picked up the chopsticks and wanted to pick up the vegetables, Father Song spoke: "Xiangxiang, go and take out a bottle of my treasured red wine." ”

Song Yuanxiang took a deep breath and put down his chopsticks steadily: "Okay." ”

Father Song said to Qu He Shen cordially: "Eat more." ”

Song Yuanxiang rolled his eyes at Qu Heshen behind his back and walked out of the restaurant.

Father Song's smile also faded after Song Yuanxiang left. He said to Qu He Shen sincerely: "Thanks to you He Shen this time, it is Uncle Song who owes your family a big favor. ”

"Uncle doesn't have to be so polite. The two of us are already relatively good, and we should help each other. ”

"Don't let Xiangxiang know about this. She has to be strong since she was a child, don't make her uncomfortable. ”

Qu Heshen nodded: "I know uncle." ”

"Whatever you say today, we husband and wife should also toast you. If there is any difficulty in the future, we will not stand idly by. Mother Song said.

Qu He Shen smiled.

Coincidentally, Song Yuanxiang came back with a bottle of red wine.

“Romanee-Conti。” She put the wine next to Qu Heshen and didn't make the next move.

Qu Heshen took the wine opener next to him, opened the red wine in an orderly manner, and poured it into the decanter on the side.

Father Song was slightly dissatisfied: "Xiangxiang, why are you so unruly, and you still want the guests to pour wine." ”

"Watch for next time." Song Yuanxiang got his wish and got the dish.

Father Song and Mother Song both looked at Qu He Shen apologetically.

Qu Heshen likes Song Yuanxiang very much (he may be terminally ill).

Mother Song sandwiched a shrimp and put it in Song Yuanxiang's bowl: "It's time to make it public." ”

Song Yuanxiang's tiger body was shocked: "What? ”

Father Song explained: "Disclose your identity. We're both getting old, and we're not going to do it anymore. ”

"Why is it going to be made public all of a sudden?"

From childhood to adulthood, even the parent-teacher conference was done by the housekeeper uncle. Except for those close to her and insiders in the entertainment industry who know that her father is Song Chen, almost no one in the outside world knows.

Mother Song's face was delicate, and she immediately managed her expression: "You have also grown up." When you were a child, you did this to make you independent, and when you grow up, you are already very independent, and this identity can make your career more powerful. ”

"That's why Mom, you left a message on that Weibo?" Song Yuanxiang thought of the one he saw before.

Song's mother did not deny it: "There is a foreshadowing that will not scare people into mental illness." ”

Song Yuanxiang: ... I always feel that this sentence is hurting me?

Father Song nodded: "That is, if your mother didn't speak, everyone would not have believed that you were my Song Chen's daughter." ”

Song Yuanxiang: Good guy, it's a real hammer right away.

Qu Heshen saw that Song Yuanxiang's face was not good, and said, "Uncle Song, this matter is not in a hurry, I will help you deal with it together." That's it, Yuan Xiang is also tired, let's rest first after eating. ”

The couple glanced at each other and said, "It's okay." ”

Song Yuanxiang thought that she would really rest after eating. Unexpectedly, as soon as Qu Heshen left, she was called to the study by her own mother.

The Song family has two study rooms. One is Song Chen's, and the other is Song Youjiao's.

And poor Song Yuanxiang doesn't have a study, so he is more motivated to study in his bedroom (a ghost).

"Sit casually, don't be inhibited."

She won't listen to Mother Song's words. The couple indulged her in other places, but in the study, it was as if they had changed into a different person, cold, serious, and emotionless.

"Mom, what's the matter with me?"

Song Youjiao sat down and motioned for Song Yuanxiang to sit down before speaking: "What do you think of He Shen, this kid?" ”

"How deep is the song? It's so-so. Song Yuanxiang suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Song and Jiaozai carefully observed their daughter for a while before slowly speaking again: "You said that if you have such a husband, wouldn't it be very good?" ”

She didn't let go of any subtle look on Song Yuanxiang's face.

Song Yuanxiang was first puzzled, then a little uneasy, and said, "Will he be too cold?" ”

Song Youjiao was a little disappointed, but she didn't show up.

Since her daughter has no intention of Qu He Shen, she is not good at messing with the mandarin duck score. She will say that she will say that what to do with the rest depends on whether Qu Heshen has the ability to do it.

"Don't you have much contact with him? I think this kid is good, and after a long time of contact, he is polite and humorous. ”

Song Yuanxiang swallowed his saliva: "You...... Are you sure that's true? ”

Unexpectedly, Song Youjiao immediately turned his face: "What did you say, this kid?" Our Song family owes them too much to the Qu family, if they have anything to help in the future, you will try to do it, understand? ”

Speaking of the back, Song's mother suddenly felt a little sorry for her daughter, and inadvertently softened her voice.

Song Yuanxiang nodded obediently, guessing a few points in his heart.

It turned out that Qu He deeply ruined this story point.

When she was silently thinking about how to turn things around in her heart, Song Youjiao returned to her cold and indifferent face: "Okay, you go out first, and the magazine paper I gave you to appreciate before should also be handed over to you Teacher Yang to see." ”

Song Yuanxiang agreed again, turned around and walked out without hesitation.

Anyway, she didn't do it because she didn't do it, who was still urged to write a thesis every day after graduation, and she didn't want to win an award.

What she is thinking about now is how to get the plot back to its original track and change Qu Heshen's life at the same time.