Zhuo Han left, and the time was close to noon.

Pan Hua looked at Song Qingshu with clear eyes, and she smiled: "Teacher Song, I'm sorry for you today." As a token of appreciation, I would like to invite you to dinner? I don't know if you're in time! ”

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows slightly, put the phone in his trouser pocket, and politely refused, "Miss Pan, you don't have to be polite, I didn't do anything today." ”

"Teacher Song, you can't say that. If it weren't for your introduction, your presence to testify, and your first-hand audio recording, the Lin family's parents might not have given up so easily! Pan Hua inadvertently revealed playfulness and cunning when she spoke, and stung in the depths of Song Qingshu's heart.

He suddenly became interested in her.

"Then ...... It's better to be respectful than to obey! ”

……

At noon, a pleasant fast.

During the noon rush hour, Pan Hua deliberately chose a high-end meal on the street of Huangcheng University.

In an independent private room that can accommodate four people, surrounded by greenery, the environment is quiet and elegant.

Pan Shuai sat beside Pan Hua, and Song Qingshu sat opposite the two.

The waiter brought chrysanthemum tea, poured three cups and handed them to them.

Pan Hua politely opened the menu and pushed it in front of Song Qingshu, "Teacher Song, you come first!" ”

"You're welcome, I still have classes in the afternoon, just eat some."

"Then choose a few that suit your taste."

Song Qingshu smiled at Pan Hua's stubborn and firm eyes, and while flipping through the menu, he asked, "Are you convinced from the beginning that the kid is not Pan Shuai?" ”

Hearing this, Pan Shuai also raised her bitterly, and her handsome and elegant cheeks were also slightly decadent and tired.

In the past two days, he has not eaten and slept well, and he thought that this matter would evolve into a 'vicious battle', but looking at Pan Hua's performance, it seems that it will be solved easily!

Sister, I will give you a pension in the future!

Pan Hua didn't pay attention to Pan Shuai's milk dog demeanor, and when she heard Song Qingshu's inquiry, she replied modestly: "Sort of, after all, you have to know yourself to win all battles." ”

Song Qingshu's action of flipping through the menu paused for a moment, and there was a floating light in his faint sight, "However, your attitude towards Lin Yiyi in the end surprised me!" ”

The man's tone was a little appreciative, his cheeks were clear, and his pupils reflected her delicate and gorgeous beauty.

Pan Hua scratched her face carelessly, looked at Song Qingshu's eyes, and said: "The little girl has been scared enough, she can stop the loss in time, admit that the child is not Pan Shuai's, I believe she has been punished." If I try to force her hard, there's no need for that, it's too much of a bully! ”

"Sister, you believe what I said now!"

Pan Shuai opened his mouth inappropriately, with an expression of 'I am wronged'.

Pan Hua Niutou glanced at him with a tiger face: "Are you embarrassed to say?" Aren't you afraid I'll tell my parents? ”

In an instant, Pan Shuai was like a defeated rooster, sloppy to lose his arrogance, and lowered his head to pick the corner of the table.

When Song Qingshu saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing, and his eyes behind the lenses were instantly glaring at Pan Hua, like the Milky Way meeting the bright moon, reflecting a dazzling broken light.

Pan flower, interesting!

……

After the meal, Pan Hua and Song Qingshu said goodbye at the door of the restaurant and expressed their gratitude to him again.

Song Qingshu had a humble attitude and a gentle and polite demeanor, and under her eyes, he left side by side with Pan Shuai, and gradually walked away into the flow of people.

Standing in place and looking at his crisp back and elegant posture, Pan Hua inadvertently remembered a sentence that was the most suitable to describe Song Qingshu: there is poetry and books in the belly, and the most scholarly fragrance can go far.

At this moment, before she could retract her gaze, the mobile phone in her bag was ticking and vibrating from time to time.

Pan Hua took out her mobile phone and looked at it, a light smile flooded her lips, and her tone was pleasant when she connected: "Hey! ”

"If you've seen enough, turn around."

The man's low-alcohol and magnetic voice drilled into his ears, like the sound of a piano beating at the tip of his heart. She looked around blankly, and when the corner of her skirt turned around with the breeze, she suddenly saw the Rolls-Royce phantom window anchored not far away, reflecting the delicate cheeks of cold blood......