"Okay."

Wei Yi answered the words, but people didn't seem to hear it.

She went into her room.

On the dresser is the newly bought skin care products, which are her most commonly used brands, and the clothes are also her favorite brands, and even the decoration of the room is similar to the layout of her home.

The Song family is full of respect for her who married in, she doesn't need to have sex with Song Rongjing, she just needs to make a good-looking vase in this house, and occasionally pretend to be in love with Song Rongjing.

This marriage is the same as not decided.

She picked up the notebook she had at hand and drew the design.

Although she also has shares in Weijia Company, she can rely on dividends every year to eat, but she has a dream.

"Yixin, are you there?" Song Qing came in with two shopping bags.

"Mom, what's the matter?"

was already engaged, Wei Yixin changed her name.

Song Qing shook a few shopping bags in his hand, "I went out shopping with Mrs. Jiang and picked out a lot of clothes, these are brighter colors, suitable for a young girl like you." ”

"Thank you, Mom." Wei Yixin lowered her head and was very well-behaved.

"Try it, see how mom looks?" Song Qing stepped forward.

"yes, okay."

She put her notebook aside and took a dress to change.

Song Qing waited for boredom, so she flipped through her picture book.

Wei's Jinhua is one of the top clothing companies in Daxia, with many designers, although Wei Yixin is the boss's daughter, she has just graduated and has insufficient qualifications, and she is only an apprentice to study.

Not very talented, but has his own little ideas in some details.

Wei Yixin, who had just finished changing her clothes, saw her mother-in-law flipping through her design, and she was suddenly nervous, "Mom! You don't look at ......"

Song Qing interrupted her, "The design is good, I have a friend who happens to be in this industry, if you want to do it in this industry, I can let him teach you." ”

What kind of fairy mother-in-law is this? Too kind, right?

Wei Yixin stopped making trouble in an instant, "Is it okay?" ”

"But he's also quite strict, you have to be mentally prepared." Song Qing touched her face with a smile and went back.

It's really good that the son marries this daughter-in-law who is not the same black personality as him.

When she went downstairs, she happened to see Song Mo reading a book in the living room.

The girl's quiet appearance reminded her of her mother, Qi Guanyun.

Qi Guanyun would sit next to her and read a book with her.

Qi Guanyun's family is profound, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and occasionally teaches her a few times.

Qi Guanyun is Song Lao's favorite junior, and sometimes Song Lao is angry, and Qi Guanyun helps her cover up.

It's a pity that such a woman who is as bright as the moon has a life as short as fireflies.

"Auntie, what are you thinking?" The girl's voice tugged her out of her memories.

The people in front of you are similar, but different.

It's just that the white dress on her body is similar in style.

"You look like your mother, I miss her." Song Qing touched her head.

Song Mo'an quietly accepted her touch.

She deliberately wore such a dress that was very in line with Qi Guanyun's temperament today to arouse Song Qing's nostalgia.

"My mother, how did she die?"

Song Qing did not speak.

Qi Guanyun's death back then really shouldn't have been told to Song Mo.

Tell how a mother fell into despair, which is too cruel for her children.

"She was just so tired that she accidentally fell downstairs." Song Qing caressed her back.

Song Mo didn't speak.

Obviously, Song Qing didn't confess to her this time, as she expected.

Song Qing just treats her as a child.

Children can't know too much about adults.

She went back to her room and stared at the computer.

Xu Piao sent a message out.

Although the Song family put her under house arrest, they were not really mad enough to cut off her network cable and contact information.

The other end of the letter she sent...... It's a little hard to mess with.

Song Mo didn't do much, just read the news exchanged between the two sides.

She tapped lightly on the table.

Xu Piao was laid off by Song Rongjing, and he had to be returned a hundred times?

Next.

Whiteboard Studio.

"At this time, the New Year is coming soon." Su Huaisheng carried a box of couplet window flowers into the door, "The boss has given himself a holiday, when are you going home, Brother Du?" ”

"When I finish this skirt for Mrs. Ye, I will buy a ticket to go back to Shuzhou City." Du Wentao stepped on the sewing machine intently.

Su Huaisheng opened the couplet window flower, "Well, bring more food when you come back." ”

There are quite a lot of delicious foods in Shuzhou, but it's a pity that the boss doesn't carry spicy food.

"What about you, you've been with your boss this year?"

He remembered that although Su Huaisheng had a hometown, most of the time he was home from all over the world.

"No, with the second junior sister." Su Huaisheng took apart the tape and began to work.

The word second junior sister widely appeared in the rivers and lakes of Great Xia, and Du Wentao also changed his tone, "Then I don't know which sect the girl is the senior sister?" ”

"I'm the sister-in-law, the daughter-in-law of her brother."

"Huh?"

Su Huaisheng chatted while working, "Let me tell you, my second junior sister is really cute, and if you tease her, she will bite me like a fierce wolf dog, and when I was willing to let her bite, she let go." ”

To sum it up in modern language, it's a tsundere.

"That's pretty cute." Du Wentao smiled.

Tsundere is outdated, but it's still cute.

"Yes, after marrying her senior brother, I found that the senior brother is the most unlovely."

"Why?"

Su Huaisheng smiled, "Because a person like him who is dedicated to his career, although he is strong, he is emotionally an iron walnut, and he can't break it open." ”

Hearing this, Wei Yixin, who entered the door, felt a little uncomfortable.

Song Rongjing is also a career brain.

"Little Sister Silent is here, welcome, welcome!" Su Huaisheng put down the work in his hand and poured tea at the speed of light.

Song Mo took the tea and sat down familiarly, "Well, I brought someone here, what about Brother Xing?" ”

"When I went back for the New Year, he asked me to pass on a message, saying that he would come back for the New Year and bring you the special products of Dijing." She said.

"That's it." Song Mo also understood.

At the end of the year, the old man of the Fang family was not in good health, and all the children and grandchildren of the Fang family unloaded their affairs and went back.

Wei Yixin soon found someone she knew by the sewing machine.

"Senior."

Du Wentao stopped what he was doing and raised his head.

"Xiaoyi junior?"

"Senior, do you remember me?" Her eyes lit up.

"That school girl who is very good at drawing, it's easy to remember!" Du Wentao stabbed Wei Yixin in the chest with a word.

Su Huaisheng covered his face.

Straight men of steel don't deserve to have a .jpg of love

"Are seniors still doing design now?"

He opened his arms, "Well, I do most of the design in this shop." ”

Wei Yixin swept around, and suddenly felt at ease.

When she saw that the senior was still so lively and venomous, she knew that he was doing well.

(End of chapter)