Yu Tingzhi is indeed quite handsome.

And it happens to grow up in Song Wu's aesthetics, so it is not a loss to have such a fiancé.

My fiancé is more handsome than him.

This sentence inexplicably made Yu Ting's heart move.

It's a strange feeling.

A throbbing that cannot be described in words.

Yu Tingzhi picked up the milk tea, and the mellow milk tea entered his throat, which was cold and cold, just enough to suppress the restlessness in his heart.

Wang Dengfeng, who was sitting opposite Yu Tingzhi, quietly glanced at Song Wu.

Like everyone else.

Song Wu's answer surprised him very much.

Eighteen years old and currently studying at Northbridge High School, Song has endless possibilities for her future.

If you are a bystander, you will never admit that you have a fiancé in front of outsiders.

But Song Wu said it generously.

The conversation next door continues.

Wang Dazhu was very curious, "Master, who is your fiancé?" ”

Hearing this answer, Wang Dengfeng immediately pricked up his ears.

He wanted to know Song's answer.

Will Song Wu say Yu Tingzhi's name?

Normally, it shouldn't be.

After all, little girls have a good face.

Who wants to have a discredited fiancé?

At that moment, a shallow voice sounded in the air.

"Yu Tingzhi."

The sound is not loud, but it is sound.

It's magical.

Words in the ear.

Wang Dengfeng paused.

Before he could react, Zhao Zijun next door then asked, "Is it the Yu family?" ”

"It's him."

Hearing this, Zhao Zijun's eyes widened, "Is it really him?" ”

"Questions?" Song Wu raised her eyes slightly.

Zhao Zijun swallowed his throat.

There is a problem.

Big problem!

In Jiangcheng, who doesn't know Yu Tingzhi, the third elder of the Yu family?

Yu Tingzhi's name is well-known in Jiangcheng, and it has become a teaching material for almost all parents.

Song Wu is not only good-looking, but also capable, how could she find such a person as her fiancé?

"It's not a big problem," Zhang Zijun scratched his head, "It's the great god, how did you, how did you fall in love with him?" ”

"Because he's good-looking." Song Wu looked serious, "Moreover, haven't you heard a word?" ”

"What?" Zhao Zijun asked.

Song Wu took a sip of milk tea, "Appearance is justice." ”

Zhao Zijun: "......"

Zhang Dazhu looked up at Song Wu and said with some hesitation, "Master, but I heard that Yu Tingzhi's reputation in Jiangcheng is not very good. Moreover, you are still young, and there are more opportunities for choice in the future, so I think you will have to think about this matter again. ”

said that the reputation was not good, it was all for Yu Tingzhi's face.

Anyway, in Zhang Dazhu's opinion.

Song Wu and Yu Tingzhi are a combination of flowers and cow dung.

His master is the best and most beautiful master in the world.

What is Yu Tingzhi?

Song Wu said in a light tone and asked, "Have you seen Yu Tingzhi?" ”

"Nope." Zhang Dazhu and Zhao Zijun shook their heads.

Song Wu asked again, "Then do you know him?" ”

The two of them still shook their heads.

Song Wu continued: "Since I haven't seen him and don't understand it, why should I deny him?" ”

"But everybody says so." Zhang Dazhu said.

Song Wu smiled slightly, "It's just that everyone is the same." ”

A very light sentence, but it stirs up layer after layer of ripples in someone's heart.

It's like throwing a boulder at a calm lake.

Wang Dengfeng couldn't help but extend his thumbs to Yu Tingzhi, "Little sister-in-law has a pattern!" ”

Yu Tingzhi's thin lips were slightly raised, but he did not speak.

At the next table, Zhang Dazhu, who was sitting opposite Song Wu, scratched his head, "It makes sense to say that." Anyway, master, I respect your choice, if Yu Laosan dares to bully you one day, you can tell me, see if I can't kill him. ”

Although Yu Tingzhi's reputation is not good, who makes Song Wu like it!

"Okay." Song Wu nodded slightly.

Zhao Zijun still felt that Yu Tingzhi was not worthy of Song Tingzhi, but Song Tingzhi didn't dislike Yu Tingzhi, and he didn't want to say anything.

After eating.

Zhao Zijun went to check out.

But I was told that the order had been bought by a little girl.

Zhao Zijun trotted back to his seat, "Great God, have you settled the account?" ”

Song Wu bowed slightly, "I just went to get the milk tea and bought it by the way." ”

"Great god, how embarrassing is this, I should invite you to dinner."

"Please come back next time," Song Wu finished drinking the last cup of milk tea, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

"Okay."

Song Wu got up and went to the bathroom.

The restroom had to pass by the cash register, and at this time there were many people standing near the cash register, blocking the road ahead.

Song Wu walked over sideways, "I'm sorry, I'll borrow it." ”

The voice is somewhat familiar.

As soon as Su Shiyue turned around, he saw a face with eyebrows and eyes.

It's her again.

The probability of meeting her during this time is getting higher and higher.

Obviously, this is no coincidence.

Only, how did she know he would come to this restaurant?

After all, only Old Lady Su knew about this matter.

Su Shiyue frowned without a trace, and quickly withdrew his gaze, pretending not to see Song Wu.

I thought that Song Wu would take the initiative to talk to her, saying things like coincidence.

didn't think about it, Song Wu also walked over directly as if she didn't see him.

Obviously, this is an attempt to get away with it.

It's just that this technique is so old-fashioned, so old-fashioned that he can't remember how many times he has experienced it.

"Sir, the dish you've packed is ready." At this moment, the voice of the waiter came to my ears.

"Okay." Su Shiyue came back to his senses, "Thank you." ”

Picking up the packaged dishes, Su Shiyue left the restaurant.

The Su Group is nearby.

After getting off work, Su Shiyue suddenly received a call from Mrs. Su, saying that she wanted to eat the paper-wrapped fish in this shop, so Su Shiyue endured his fatigue and came to pack it.

Soon, Song Wu came out of the bathroom.

"Have you eaten well?"

"Eat it." The two nodded.

Song Wu picked up the backpack on the ground, "Then let's go back." ”

Zhang Dazhu found something at this time, "The steamed bun is gone." ”

Song Wu smiled and said, "It's okay, it knows the way home." Let's go first. ”

Steamed buns often leave home for three or four days.

Song Wu has long been used to it.

"Okay." Zhang Dazhu nodded, and followed Song Wu's footsteps with Zhao Zijun.

After the three of them left, Wang Dengfeng pushed his wheelchair out of the restaurant.

Looking at the vast night, Wang Dengfeng sighed with emotion: "My sister-in-law is really a good person!" ”

Yu Tingzhi sat in a wheelchair like this, bowed his head and turned the silver ring on his index finger, his eyes were very dark, and the moonlight was gilded with a layer of bright light on his body.

**

The next morning.

As soon as it was three o'clock in the morning, Zheng Mei woke up.

In fact, she didn't sleep all night.

As soon as I washed up, there was a knock on the door outside.

"Mom."

Zheng Mei walked over and opened the door, "Yiyan, why are you so early?" ”

Song Yiyan smiled and said, "I want to take you to meet my sister earlier." And, didn't you sleep all night? ”

Zheng Mei was moved to hold Song Yiyan's hand.

After breakfast, the two of them left for the airport.

Half past nine in the morning.

The plane landed at Jiangcheng Airport on time.

Song Yiyan pulled the suitcase, "Mom, let's go to the hotel to rest for a while, shall we?" ”

Zheng Mei shook her head and refused, "I'm not tired, let's go find your sister first." ”

She couldn't wait to see her daughter.

Song Yiyan's eyes darkened, and he quickly returned to his nature, "Okay." ”