It's so much better looking than in the photos, and she talks and behaves elegantly, with a completely different temperament.

The better he is, and then looking at Song Shijia sitting next to him, the more unbalanced her heart becomes.

Song Shijia can't compete with her since she was a child, whether it is fun or good-looking, it is hers, and even everyone around her likes her.

Ji Ruofeng must also be hers.

Under the kind invitation of Song's father, Ji Ruofeng and Song Shijia naturally stayed here to finish their meal, and planned to stay here for one night.

Although the Song family is not a wealthy family, Song's father is also a well-known local wealthy businessman, and the villa at home is not small, plus he loves face, and it is very well decorated.

The restaurant is also very large, with a round table that can seat more than a dozen people.

During the meal, everyone in the Song family sat together, and Song Shijia was also pulled by Song's father to sit next to him on his right hand.

Ji Ruofeng naturally sat on Song Shijia's side.

In this way, Song's father has Wang Xiaoyu on one side, Song Shijia and Ji Ruofeng on the other, and there are still more than half of the empty seats left at the table.

It stands to reason that Song Xinyao should sit on Wang Xiaoyu's side when she comes, who knows, she didn't know why, she sat directly on the vacant seat on Ji Ruofeng's side.

also said in a soft voice: "Brother Ji, if I sit here, it won't affect you, right?" ”

The whole restaurant was silent for two seconds, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward.

Father Song was stunned for a moment, not understanding what she was doing: "Yaoyao, why are you sitting there?" ”

Song Xinyao pouted: "The dish I like is closer to here, so it's easy to clip." ”

Father Song didn't think much about it: "Okay, okay," he looked at Ji Ruofeng, "This little daughter is spoiled by me, and she usually sits casually at home, Xiao Ji, don't you mind?" ”

"It's okay, I don't mind," Ji Ruofeng said lightly, "However, she should be called brother-in-law." ”

"yes, Yaoyao, why are you screaming?"

Song Xinyao reluctantly stuck out her tongue: "Brother-in-law." ”

Ji Ruofeng ignored her this time, answered, and then turned his head to pick up vegetables for Song Shijia, and sandwiched all the food she liked into her bowl.

It turns out that she likes the same things.

But Song Xinyao ate a lot next to her, obviously she liked it.

Sensing this, Ji Ruofeng's eyes sank slightly, and he felt more and more sorry for her in his heart.

After only being here for half a day, he could clearly notice the different treatment, which was still the case when he came back with her, not to mention what kind of life his family Shijia had lived here before.

During the whole meal, Ji Ruofeng's attention was on his girlfriend, and Song Xinyao, who was sitting next to him, was completely forgotten by him.

Even if Song Xinyao occasionally wanted to talk, he ignored it.

The key is that when Father Song saw that he ignored him, he immediately scolded her: "Yaoyao, you don't say anything, Xiaoji's tutor is good, you don't talk much." ”

Song Xinyao also thought that Ji Ruofeng's real tutor was like this.

After all, the big family of the Ji family may not be the same as them, so she doesn't dare to speak again.

As a result, in less than a minute, I heard him say softly to Song Shijia:

"Let's go to your room after eating?"

"You want to see it?"

"Well, a little curious."

"It's been a long time since I've been back, and it might be a bit messy."

"What is this, I don't dislike it."

The two chatted directly as if no one was around.

Song Xinyao bit her lip, and the chopsticks in her hand were almost broken.