Song Yan frowned, she didn't expect Huo Chuanting to really want to be with Zhao Xiaoli, a smart person like him would not be able to see the true face of Zhao Xiaoli, a woman?

"How's the original Kewei business doing?" Song Yan asked.

Ma Miaofeng said: "Our family is diversified, Boss An also sent a few stir-fry masters to help, plus your third aunt, you can make some fast food, the business is very stable, that is, their family comes over from time to time to sour." ”

"That's good, you don't care about the rest, I'll go back first, and I'll make lunch for Ye Jue."

"Wait, girl." Ma Miaofeng hurriedly grabbed Song Yan's shoulders again and said, "The two old men of the Wen family have been here several times. ”

"I see." She really didn't think about how to deal with the Wen family's matter, but since it was her grandparents, she always had to admit it.

Walking out of the original guest taste, Song Yan went straight to the military region, but as soon as she walked into the gate, she was stopped by a familiar voice: "Song Yan." ”

Song Yan stopped suddenly, looked behind her, and found that it was Zhao Xiaoli.

She was wearing a beige blue long coat, with a very beautiful style, a pair of boots, an off-white hat on her head, and a leather bag on her back.

Coupled with her makeup, she looks a little more charming at the moment.

She stood behind her triumphantly, her left hand stroked the shoulder strap hanging on her shoulder from time to time, and said disdainfully: "Song Yan, you want to use my past to harm me, but it makes Wei Ting pity me even more, I confessed to him about Shangjia Village, including the child I killed, not only did he not dislike it, but he pitied me even more anyway, did you see the ring on my hand, you and Ye Jue can't buy it back in three lifetimes." ”

She raised her right hand and was in a trance in front of Song Yan.

His eyes fell on the ring on Song Yan's left hand again, and he immediately let out a sneer.

I look down on the cheap goods that Song Yan is wearing.

"Before the Spring Festival, Shen Zhenggang, that idiot, came to the door to withdraw from his family, I will make him regret it, he wants to marry the daughter of the Li family and daydream about it." Zhao Xiaoli looked in the direction of the training ground.

Song Yan followed her gaze and looked at that place.

A soldier in a vest walked over, and when he approached, Song Yan couldn't see the man's facial features clearly.

It's Shen Zhenggang.

Zhao Xiaoli saw him coming, so she took out two invitations from her bag, and when she saw Shen Zhenggang coming, she also walked over quickly, and pressed the two invitations on Shen Zhenggang's chest: "Remember to come to my engagement banquet, the man in the photo is my fiancé, and he has business in Singapore, the Maldives, and the United States. ”

She looked very proud when she spoke, the smile on her face was a little floating, and her eyes were full of disdain when she looked at Shen Zhenggang.

She is indeed very grateful to Shen Zhenggang for not marrying, otherwise, she would not have known that there would be such a perfect man in this world.

Shen Zhenggang looked down at the invitation pressed by his arm, his brows tightened slightly, and finally reached out and threw the invitation to the ground.

Zhao Xiaoli was not annoyed, but sneered in a low voice: "Why, don't dare to face it, Shen Zhenggang, you are nothing without me." ”