"Sister"

Looking at Song Xingyue who was walking over, Song Xingcheng stepped forward and also helped the other party, now her belly is getting bigger and bigger, and everything naturally needs to be paid more attention.

"Why are you here?"

How busy Song Xingcheng was, Song Xingyue also knew that when she saw the other party appear, it was also unexpected.

"Didn't you go to work abroad?"

This news was naturally known through Shen Chengfeng, a caring little niece.

"Well, I just came back today, and I happened to pass by here, so I came to see you."

Thinking that I hadn't seen him for a long time, knowing my sister's current identity, she would definitely not go out, so she also came over.

The sisters have a good relationship, and they will naturally chat when they meet.

Regarding her sister's temperament, Song Xingyue naturally knows everything about it.

"Quarreled with Shen Hanfeng again?"

Looking at her sister's absent-minded and somewhat embarrassed appearance, Song Xingyue also spoke up.

This is the only thing that can make my sister care so much.

Concerned about the concern in his sister's eyes, Song Xingcheng also shook his head.

"It's not."

Since the last auction broke up, the two have not had any contact, and the quarrel has obviously become a kind of extravagant mood between the two.

"You! Don't lie to me. ”

For her words, Song Xingyue obviously didn't believe it.

If it weren't for this, what else could have made her care so much.

This sister of mine wants everything, but she likes the wrong person.

But why not!

Thinking of Wan Qianyan, Song Xingyue's mood also weighed a lot.

"Our sisters are good in everything, but there are many emotional difficulties."

Maybe this is God's jealousy of them!

Regarding Song Xingyue's appearance, Song Xingcheng's eyes were also stained with worry.

The mouth that kept moving but never made a sound finally opened lightly this time.

"Sister. How are you and Wan Qiyan? ”

Tentatively spoke.

She has always rarely asked too much about her sister's feelings.

Knowing her sister's temperament, if she wants to say it, she will definitely say it to herself, if she doesn't want to say it, it's useless to ask more.

"Okay."

Song Xingyue, who didn't want her sister to worry too much, also chose to hide it.

Now she is also the only granddaughter-in-law recognized by Mrs. Wan Qian, and the future housemother of Wan Qian's family.

Compared to other women, he is not much better.

It's just—

When his eyes fell on his bulging belly, his eyes were full of gloom.

Soon, it was also suppressed, so that Song Xingcheng, who was thinking about something, on the side, didn't notice it.

"Sister, do you know what happened between Wan Yanyan and Chu Xi?"

After thinking about it, I finally decided to ask myself what I was worried about these days.

If he really wanted to deal with Chu Xi, Wan Qiyan would definitely become the biggest obstacle.

It's okay if the two just met by coincidence and didn't have much friendship, but what if the two had a relationship!

Wan Qiyan will become the biggest obstacle for himself to deal with Chu Xi.

How important Wan Qiyan is to his sister, Song Xingcheng also knows.

It is precisely because of knowing that the heart is naturally blurted out.

Song Xingcheng's words made Song Xingyue look at her even more directly, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"At the last auction, I saw Wan Qianyan and Chu Xi appear at the venue together, and Wan Qianyan's identity is not Wan Qian Group, but the CEO of Weixi Entertainment, and the entertainment company that Chu Xi is currently signing."

According to her investigation, the only artists signed by Weixi Entertainment are Chu Xi artists.

In this way, it is clear that all the resources in the company are given to her.

According to Wan Qianyan's identity, what resources will there be.

Such a truth has been pressed on Song Xingcheng's heart for a long time, and it makes her feel a little breathless.

Song Xingcheng's words made Song Xingyue's face look ugly.

Wan Jiyan and Chu Xi privately entangled Song Xingyue knew a little bit, but when she heard these words from her sister's ears, her heart became different.

"Sister"

Looking at Song Xingyue, whose face was so ugly, Song Xingcheng looked at her with worry.

"I'm sorry Orange, I didn't sleep well last night, and now I'm feeling a little sleepy, so I'll go and rest first."

Although she had a smile on her face, she could understand that Song Xingcheng regretted why she wanted to tell her these things!

If you don't say it, your sister won't do the same.

But there is no regret medicine in the world, and it's too late to say anything.

After sending Song Xingyue back to the house, Song Xingcheng also left.

As Song Xingcheng left, there was a crackling sound in the originally quiet room.

The maid standing at the door sighed helplessly.

Miss Xingyue's temper is really getting bigger and bigger, and now the frequency of throwing things has become daily.