Knowing that Song Yong was going to order a wedding dress, Li Rao called to offer condolences several times.

He is usually a hanger, with laughter and gossip in his words, "How about it, is Miss Xi Ran easy to handle?" Is it from morning to night, listening to your voice, so weak, don't be hollowed out. ”

"She bought her, and it has nothing to do with me."

This tone is like someone who is preparing for a wedding.

Li Rao leaned back in the chair, "Don't be so faceless to her, woman, just coax a few words, do you still have to buy something tomorrow?" ”

"It's all up to her."

These Song Yong don't interfere, he is with Xi Ran these days, more like a foil, a necessary ornament, the root of it, just to let everyone know that he is her fiancé.

Li Rao prayed for him, after all, it is not an easy thing to accompany a woman to shop, "Then you help me bring a bag, I just give it away." ”

"Okay."

Li Rao has just found a new love recently, learning classical music, a unique temperament, very pleasing to him, recently is trying to please the little girl, he has always been vulgar, pick up expensive gifts for women, never consider whether it is suitable or not.

But Song Yong has a unique vision, and the girls like what he picks.

Li Rao immediately closed his mouth with joy, "That's okay, you can be regarded as a great favor for me." ”

It's just a bag, and it's not a help.

But Song Yong answered, "I helped you, should you help me once?" ”

*

When choosing a bag at the counter the next day, Song Yong was a little more serious than a few days ago, and he was very focused on commenting on whether the style of each bag matched Xi Ran.

She was surprised to find that Song Yong's aesthetics were not bad.

After so many days, Xi Ran can be regarded as feeling some relief, and even the clerk said with envy: "It's really rare for a man like Mr. Song to be seen these days." ”

Xi Ran was curious: "What do you say?" ”

"Most of the gentlemen who came to us to accompany his wife to buy bags were very perfunctory, like performing a task, and few of them were so serious as Mr. Song."

Xi Ran tugged at the corners of her mouth, I really don't know if she would be able to say such a thing if she saw Song Yong's appearance a few days ago.

When he turned around, the person next to the seat was gone, Xi Ran looked for it, and saw Song Yong behind a row of display cases, he was on the phone.

Li Rao's action is strong, and he only inquired about Chu Ying's condition in one day.

"After she was discharged from the hospital, she was sent to her old apartment in Xiaonanshan by your aunt, and the doctors and nurses who took care of her said that her wounds had not healed and her mental condition was not good." He smiled, as if he knew something terrible, "I already knew that your relationship was not ordinary, and the co-author is really your little lover." ”

"You help me keep an eye on it."

"Okay, that's a small matter."

Standing behind, a little far away, Xi Ran heard everything, guessed what was going on, she pursed the corners of her mouth, and her good impression of Song Yong plummeted in an instant.

When she returned to the counter to sign the order, the clerk clasped her palms, close to her ear, and whispered: "Mrs. Song, I secretly tell you that Mr. Song bought the most expensive limited edition privately just now, and he must want to surprise you." ”

Looking at the envious and yearning expression on the clerk's face, Xi Ran only felt sarcastic.

On the way back to the hotel, the atmosphere in the car was very low, except for the sound of the engine starting, only the occasional sniffing sound of the driver.

Xi Ran didn't know where the anger came from, "Can you stop making a sound?" ”

She was talking to the driver.

The driver had a slight cold, "Sorry. ”

"He's sick, and he doesn't seem to be in your way." Song Yong didn't raise his head, and lightly defended the driver, after all, this is the driver who has been with him for many years, which is at least respectful, but Xi Ran didn't.

But she just wanted to find a breakthrough to make it clear to Song Yong, "His voice can't hinder me anything, but don't you feel too shameless to buy gifts for your mistress in between our wedding preparations?" ”

Song Yong swiped the fingertips of the screen for a moment, slightly dazed.

"I know, our marriage is the meaning of the family, there is no emotion, I accept that you have other loves." There was a ridiculousness in Xi Ran's words that she didn't even notice, "But at this time, can't you control yourself?" ”

This time, the corners of Song Yong's eyes curled slightly, "You are actually quite funny sometimes, a kind of awkward and contradictory fun, have you discovered it yourself?" ”

Knowing that the minds of both parties are not on each other, Xi Ran asked for this moment of loyalty, in fact, in the final analysis, it was all for her face, Chu Ying was not a woman who wanted to save face.

*

As if to deliberately anger Chu Ying, Liang Manyin would go to Xiaonanshan from time to time to sit for a while, sometimes teaching her flower arrangement, sometimes teaching her tea art.

When she is in a bad mood, she will throw away the whole bouquet of flowers she arranges, just like criticizing students.

"Seriously, the nannies in Song Yong's house are all more beautiful than you, and the flowers you put up are simply scum, I really doubt that I am teaching an idiot."

Chu Ying was at a loss, with a white face and a silent voice.

Liang Manyin bullied her in a different way, not as fierce as Song Yong, but more like a chronic poison, feeding a little every day, maybe one day she will disappear quietly.

But what made Chu Ying even more puzzling was that Liang Manyin didn't seem to know her, so she even blew herself up and said that she had studied at the Middle Normal University.

Liang Manyin's expression at that time was as if he had swallowed a fly, but he didn't think of anything.

It's weird.

That's not forgetting, it seems that Liang Manyin really hasn't seen Chu Ying, which makes her suspicious, could it be that she recognized the wrong person?

Clean the tea set and bring it over.

Liang Manyin happened to play a voice message in WeChat, which was Xi Ran's voice, "Don't bother Auntie, we are about to land, Song Yong looks a little tired, why don't you get together next time?" ”

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Chu Ying put down the tea tray, her eyes full of eagerness, "Is Song Yong back?" ”

"I'm back." Liang Manyin didn't say much.

Chu Ying's eyes were shining, "Will he come over tonight?" ”

"How do I know that?"

Liang Manyin got up, his movements and eyes were noble, "Even if he wants to come, he has to get my consent." ”

slammed the door, Chu Ying was locked in the empty room again, she lifted the boiling tea, her heart was crossed, she gritted her teeth and poured it on the back of her hand.

The steaming tea scalded the skin, blisters appeared, it looked like she was going to open the skin, and she endured the pain, she went to cook, this time she was going to gamble, and Song Yong would come.

Song Yong did plan to do so, he didn't know exactly which apartment Chu Ying was in in Xiaonanshan, and the only person who could ask was Liang Manyin.

He looked haggard, and there was a dark green under his eyes, and he looked at Liang Manyin with a smile, which made her unbearable, "We said okay, we can only see her after marriage." ”

"I always want to know if she's okay."

Liang Man was incomprehensible about his stubbornness, and there were words in his throat, but he was suppressed by his urgency, "The fifth building of Xiaonanshan, you can only go this time." ”

Song Yong didn't say a word, and hurried over.