Bai Manyun was so tired that he didn't eat breakfast or lunch, so he slept all the time.

Around noon, she vaguely heard Song Ziming say that she was going out, she didn't bother to say anything, and spit out a word: "Get out." ”

Ziming rubbed her hair, went out and said to Aunt Wang: "Aunt Wang, it is rare for her to sleep lazy, you prepare the meal, let her get up and eat." I've got something to do, I'll be back later. ”

But before Manyun woke up, Song Yuankai came, the door was open, he walked in directly, and said to the housekeeper Song Bo: "This kid is quite good at enjoying, finding such a place, the conditions are good in all aspects." He hid quietly, and didn't ask me to come and sit down. ”

Qibao had never seen him, and he stood on the steps and screamed tentatively. Aunt Wang heard someone talking, Qibao shouted again, hurriedly walked out of the backyard, and saw them, "Old man, it's you, the second young master just went out." ”

"Hmm." He answered, "Bai Manyun also went out with him?" ”

Aunt Wang was stunned for a moment, "No...... Miss Bai was not feeling well and was still asleep. ”

As soon as he heard this, he immediately became unhappy, "Hmph, I am still asleep at three poles in the sun, and I don't know what virtues I have." ”

When she likes someone, she does everything that is pleasing to the eye, and once she has an opinion about her, even if she just stands and breathes, she will feel that it is a waste of resources.

Uncle Song winked at Aunt Wang and signaled her not to say it, Old Man Song simply wanted to provoke thorns, she could only say that there were many mistakes.

Bai Manjun was upstairs, and she woke up when she heard Qibao's scream, and although she heard their voices, she couldn't hear what they were saying. There was a bathroom inside, so she got up and tidied up and went downstairs.

Song Yuankai looked unhappy when he saw her come down, and he didn't speak. In that state, I almost put my nostrils to the vines.

"Uncle, you're here. Aunt Wang, at this point in time, my uncle shouldn't have eaten yet, is there anything to eat? She really respects Song Yuankai, not just because he is Song Ziming's father.

When Song Bo saw this girl, he liked it, and said with a smile: "Girl, don't be busy, we came here for dinner." I heard Aunt Wang say that you are not feeling well, why don't you sleep for a while? ”

'Not feeling well', Manyun's ears were hot all of a sudden, but fortunately, there was hair in the way, and she dissed Song Ziming thousands of times in her heart, otherwise he wouldn't be like this.

Before she could speak, Song Yuankai coughed a few times, and he whispered to Uncle Song, "There are many words." You all go out, and I'll have a few words with her. ”

This atmosphere is not right, the last time Manyun saw him, although his attitude was not very good, but it was not like now. From Aunt Wang and Uncle Song's worried expressions, she guessed that she should have offended this old man somewhere.

"Sit down." Song Yuankai glanced at her.

Manyun sat on the sofa beside him, clasped his hands together, "Forehead...... What do you want to tell me, uncle? He poured him a cup of tea, "This is what I brought here, you should like this tea." ”

Somehow, Song Yuankai suddenly relented, if she hadn't been sick, she would really be a qualified daughter-in-law of the Song family.

It's a pity......

He took a sip of tea and stopped talking so harshly, "Manyun, I know you're a good boy. ”

Manyun didn't quite understand what he meant, and smiled, "It's okay uncle, you can say whatever you want, don't worry so much." ”

This person has been in the mall for many years, although the methods are not vicious, but he also has his own style. There was too much experience in those eyes, "Leave Ziming, you are not suitable." ”

"Huh?" Manyun didn't react for a while, I don't know why he suddenly made such a request, she slowed down, "What is the reason?" ”

Song Yuankai didn't want to make things too ugly, so he didn't say anything about her illness, "You are entangled with the child of the Zhou family, as well as Zhihua." Ziming is a qualified heir of the Song family, and his marriage must not be stained. ”

This reason...... Manjun was relieved, "If it's because of this, then you can rest assured." I have my own principles and don't go back to doing double-faced things. ”

No matter how beautiful the explanation is, no matter how well it is done, it is useless.

"Can you guarantee 100 percent?" He didn't believe that although the financial influence of those two families was not as good as that of the Song family, they also had their own strengths.

"Yes." She was firm and didn't hesitate without any hesitation.

Song Yuankai was in a hurry for a while, and blurted out, "Then you can also guarantee that your disease is not hereditary?" ”

After talking for a long time, it turned out that this was the point, Manyun felt a little ridiculous, so why did she talk about it just now, people didn't care.

The atmosphere of the conversation suddenly dropped to the freezing point, and Song Yuankai also felt that he was speechless, "I'm sorry, please understand my feelings as a father." I have to make sure that Ziming's children are healthy, to put it mildly, as a grandfather, I want my grandson to live a healthy and healthy life; To put it mildly, the Song family can't have no successor, and the hard work of our Song family for generations can't be inherited by no one! ”

His statement made Manyun seem to have a big genetic disease, "Uncle, I can understand what you said." However, my disease is not hereditary. ”

"Your dad used to have this disease, and I didn't dare to risk it." His businessman's shrewd nature was revealed at once.

Manyun really doesn't like this way of talking, and hates the feeling of being inferior, so she checked her out and then came here?

"My dad is different from me! Zhihua has shown me the disease for so long, and he didn't say that it was genetic. ”

"That's because he doesn't know your dad." He said slowly.

Manyun bit her lip to ease her mood, "I can't decide this matter alone, you also know Ziming's temper." ”

"It's okay, you go yours, I'll wait here for him to come back, and I'll naturally make it clear." He was very determined, glanced at the car outside, and said, "Also, I will give you a certain ......"

"Money?" Manyun asked him with a smile, a little sarcastic, "That's not necessary, no matter how good I am with Bai Manyun, I won't be short of money." I'll go first, you wait for Ziming. ”

Also, after being a senior executive of Song's Erte Hotel for three or four years, how can he be short of money?

She didn't have anything with her, so she took her bag and left. She knew in her heart that she would come back. It's not that she is very confident in herself, but she knows Song Ziming's temper very well. This person, the more you don't let him do anything, the more he wants to do.

Moreover, he is very assertive.

Manyun walked to the car that Old Man Song and the others were driving, remembered the confident glance he had just now, and subconsciously looked into the car.

The people in the car window should also be looking at her, because the car window suddenly slid down, revealing the woman's beautiful face.

Long flowing black hair, delicate and fair cheeks, should not be makeup, a little sickly white. The hair is parted in the middle, revealing a smooth forehead, curved willow eyebrows, and eyelashes like butterfly wings, agitated up and down. The most seductive thing is the eyes, clear and bright, like children who don't know the world.

Her beauty is different from that of the vine, she is like a white moonlight, gently entering the water; The vine is more like a warm red rose, as passionate as fire.

She sat in the car and smiled slightly, which was a polite greeting. Manyun also smiled and nodded, and left in a hurry.

The woman's sixth sense is very spiritual, for no reason, Manyun guessed that this person should be the legendary He Huan. No wonder Song Yuankai is so confident, it turns out that he came prepared.

Manyun smiled and shook his head, this old man thought that his feelings were like children changing toys. But it's not necessarily, anything is possible!

When she took a taxi, she remembered that Qibao didn't bring it, forget it, the dead kid had a good time here, there was a lot of space to run, and the food was regular, not like over there. Aunt Wang treats it like a child, very carefully.

Besides, when I go back at this time, He Huan may be sitting on the sofa with Old Man Song, and He Meimei, what atmosphere is she going to disturb.

She thought that even if she picked it up in a few days, it would be fine. She was woken up, she didn't sleep well at all, and she was very tired. When she got home, she fell asleep, and she didn't know that her phone was out of battery and turned off.

Ziming bought the milk tea at the door, but he didn't see anyone, so the voice came first, "Aunt Wang, has Manyun gotten up?" ”

Hearing this, a trace of displeasure rose in He Huan's heart, Song Yuankai saw through her thoughts, and couldn't help but appreciate Bai Manyun even more. She was not shocked just now, and her arrogant appearance was really similar to Song Ziming.

Seeing the people sitting in the living room, Song Ziming asked Aunt Wang next to him, "Where is Manyun?" Ignoring is the biggest revenge, He Huan lowered her eyes and covered up all her emotions.

Song Yuankai glared at him, "She's gone." Then give He Huan a look.

He Huan has been ignored, so he stepped forward, "Ziming...... I ......"

"What are you doing here?" He sat down, sank himself into the couch, pulled out his cigarette case, and lit a shot. Remembering the agreement with Manyun, he put out the cigarette in the ashtray again.

One sentence blocked all her words, and she remembered the white manjun she met in the afternoon, like a proud peacock. She received a call from Mr. Song, and she came running around, thinking that there would be a turnaround, but she didn't expect it......

She felt aggrieved, and tears welled up all of a sudden, and she tried to swallow them. But the more patience there is, the more pitiful it is.

But when it came to Song Ziming, it didn't exist.

"He Huan just had surgery, and you don't know how to care about her." Song Yuankai said in a weird manner, looking at He Huan's eyes, like his daughter.

"When I want to care, you are not allowed. I don't care anymore, you stuff it again. After all these years, you still like the game where you advance and I retreat, and you retreat and I advance. Song Ziming raised his eyebrows, "Old man, I know that you are not in good health, I don't want to be angry with you." Leave my business alone, go back. ”

"Hmph." He snorted coldly, his face facing the other side, "I think you're trying to me off!" If you go to find the girl from the Bai family, she doesn't necessarily pay attention to you. You didn't see the proud look she had here two hours ago. ”

The implication is that Bai Manyun can't stand this nest of gas, and it's not uncommon for you Song Ziming.

This is indeed like her Bai Manyun's style, Song Ziming's heart is tight, afraid that this girl will really hold a grudge. What's more, there is still any trouble with He Huan.

His face was silent, "Aunt Wang, cook some food, I'll bring Manyun back to eat in a while." ”

He stood up, giving people invisible pressure, and his handsome eyebrows and eyes were covered with a layer of coldness, "He Huan, I can't do anything about the old man, because he is my own father." You will be different, and next time, whatever Tang Cheng says to me, it is useless! ”

The old man is like a child, and his emotions go quickly. Although Song Yuankai was angry, when he heard Song Ziming's sentence of 'father', all his anger disappeared. watched Ziming go out, but said to He Huan: "He is still fresh, let him go, don't be sad." ”

It was very perfunctory comfort, and he didn't care if he could comfort He Huan. Who cares about the joys and sorrows of chess pieces?