Mrs. Wang laughed dryly twice, and turned her head to look at the other young woman beside her: "How can it?" The second young grandmother and my daughter are about the same age, and they may be able to play together. ”

This Mrs. Wang is not a dry person, she vaguely rejected Song Qingyun's kindness, and deliberately deduced that Han Xu and her daughter could play together.

How could Han Xu not understand, he nodded at Mrs. Wang's daughter without smiling: "What kind of pastime does Miss Wang have on weekdays?" ”

Miss Wang straightened her bulging chest up, looking full of momentum, and did not answer Han Xu's words, her slender chin was aimed at Han Xu from a distance across the coffee table, and said casually: "I'll call you Miss Han, the second young grandmother calls you old, you won't mind, right?" ”

Han Xu felt the hostility of Miss Wang on the other side, slanted his eyes and snorted coldly in his heart, playing with his nails, and said lightly: "Miss Wang is polite, it's okay to call me Han Xu, I'm not a young lady." ”

Song Qingyun and Mrs. Wang didn't think there was anything wrong with Han Xu's words, they just thought that Han Xu was humble to himself, after all, the Han family almost went bankrupt only a few days ago.

Miss Wang fluttered her two-pound false eyelashes, bit her scarlet thick lips and swallowed her breath back into her stomach, unable to get out.

The title of Miss depends on who understands it, in the eyes of Song Qingyun's generation, she is Miss Qianjin, among the young people of this year, there are basically no such names, most of them are talking about Miss Standing Street,

Han Xu almost degraded Miss Wang to shit in one sentence.

Song Qingyun thought that Han Xu was wronged and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but the housekeeper Lao Zhao trotted in with a bird cage with great interest, and his wrinkled old face smiled into a chrysanthemum: "Madam, look, how beautiful this bird is." ”

Mrs. Wang stretched her neck and hooked her eyes straight into the cage, and said pretending to cater to her: "Really, what kind of bird is this?" ”

Steward Zhao shook his head and said he didn't know, Song Qingyun already liked birds, looked at the small things in the cage and asked, "Where did it come from?" ”

Before Steward Zhao could reply, a loud male voice sounded at the door of the villa: "Dong Song, Han Yi is here to greet you!" ”

Song Qingyun controls the board of directors of Song's Real Estate, and everyone around her calls her Song Dong.

Han Xu saw Han Er, who walked in from the gate, and immediately felt better.

Originally, I was worried that the parrot would fly back to the villa at some point, but I didn't expect Han Er's speed to be quite fast, so after chatting for such a short time, people came.

Song Qingyun immediately said with joy on his face: "Han Yi? You say you're a kid, it's good if people come, what kind of birds do you give? ”

Han Yi is twenty years old this year, a small piece of fresh meat carved in pink and jade, dressed in strange clothes all day long, and it was only today that he came to Song's house and wore a small suit that could barely catch his eyes.

This guy doesn't go to college and just pays tuition and waits for his graduation certificate, and he has been hiding outside after losing all his pants in Macau a few days ago.

Send a trip to the kestrel so that when Han Xu goes back to his parents' house, he will say a few good words in front of his father Han Baiyang to avoid his ass blooming.

"It's not like I finally found a beautiful bird outside, I think you will like it Song Dong, but I have to send it to you quickly, hehe!"

"Well, this pattern is very good-looking, and very flexible, what bird is this?"

Han Yi leaned close to Song Qingyun's ear and said mysteriously: "The precious variety that can't be bought on the market, called Xiaohong, has tenacious vitality, many people want to buy it from me, I won't let it, how can the bird given to Song Dong be given to others, are you right, Song Dong?" ”

Song Qingyun nodded happily: "By the way, my stupid dog doesn't know where to hide, and the two of them can be regarded as companions!" ”

Han Xuben pinched a handful of cold sweat, and was worried that Han Yi would say that he would leak his mouth if he didn't cover it, but he didn't expect that what this kid said was so dazzling that Song Qingyun was confused, and in the end, he only knew that this bird was called Xiaohong.

In the hall, the kestrel was studying the kestrel jumping around in the cage, and two figures came out of the corridor, Song Qingyun smiled and shouted: "Ah Xun, come and see this bird." ”

Han Xu turned his head to see that Song Xun, who had returned to the room to change into a suit, had just come down from upstairs, his slender and tall figure was becoming more and more straight, and his black body was even more cold, arrogant, and terrifying.

Bai Jiyan, his assistant behind him, seemed to be about to go out.

As soon as he saw Song Xun, it was like seeing a tiger in the night, Han Xu was inexplicably flustered, and quickly looked away.

Song Xun glanced at the large living room expressionlessly, threw the handbag in his hand to Bai Jiyan, and then walked over with a cold face, and took care of himself lying on the big sofa next to Han Xu in a position, without saying a word.

Han Xu's heart was beating nonstop, and he kept rubbing his hands nervously, neither walking nor sitting, and he didn't know what to do.

The mother and daughter of the Wang family on the opposite side were so excited that they were only hungry wolves to pounce on food, and Mrs. Wang seemed to be able to salivate even with that look: "This is the eldest young master, right?" What a talent! ”

Out of the corner of his eye, Han Xu noticed that Miss Wang was moving her buttocks, her chest was even higher, and she greeted delicately: "Mr. Song is early!" ”

Song Xun nestled lazily in the sofa, and put his long legs next to Han Xu, without raising his eyelids.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, Song Qingyun let go of the birdcage and handed it to Lao Zhao, and then reminded Song Xun softly: "Ah Xun, this Miss Wang, twenty-three years old, studied economics, helped your Uncle Wang take care of the company, may have done ......"

He was only halfway through his words, but he was interrupted indifferently by Song Xun: "Junze just got married yesterday and married a wife, is my aunt going to marry him a second room?" Pretty good! ”

After Song Xun finished speaking, he stood up from the sofa regardless of the quiet change of color on Song Qingyun's face.

When he walked out, he glanced at the bird cage in Lao Zhao's hand, and did not forget to explain: "This bird is good!" Lao Zhao, don't pretend to understand, the young master of the Han family will give it to the second young grandmother to raise, lest you die and have no land to buy! ”

The mean words made Lao Zhao at a loss, so he had to look at Song Qingyun for help.

Han Xu finally heard that Song Qingyun was going to introduce Miss Wang to Song Xun, but he didn't save face for Song Qingyun at all, it seemed that he was beating with a bird, but in fact, he directly asked the bird from Song Qingyun's hand to her hand.

At the same time, he snorted coldly in his heart, saying that this Mrs. Wang came to the scene last night, and she came to Song's house early in the morning, and it was the idea to beat Song Xun together.

Thinking of Mrs. Wang's humiliation of the Han family last night, Han Xu didn't know why she was ruthless at this point, and she didn't want to leave any face to the Wang family's mother and daughter.

deliberately ridiculed Song Xun's words: "It turns out that Miss Wang came in a hurry to be my husband's second room early in the morning?" Welcome, welcome! I wonder if Miss Wang has ever had a boyfriend before? ”

In disguise, he returned the root of the tongue that Mrs. Wang chewed last night.