"The old lady has arrived, and the Song family has not yet arrived." Uncle Xiao Fang replied.

After all, it is the Fang family who has a request from the Song family, let alone in advance, it is estimated that the Song family will deliberately delay a few minutes today.

Fang Ci looked out the car window, the towering office buildings were brightly lit, and the sidewalks were crowded with pedestrians, some cyclists, forced to go to the motor lane.

Bustling.

The Maybach passes under the elevated highway and turns two corners into a secluded neighborhood.

The street is very short, the green flower beds on the side of the street are wide, and the street trees are old locust trees, with thick trunks and wide crowns like umbrella bones.

The car turned into a Chinese-style courtyard, stopped in front of the main entrance, and Fang Ci got out of the car.

It is a small two-storey building in Chinese style, and a plaque hangs above the main entrance, on which the word "Yunqing" is inscribed in cursive.

"Cloud Light" implements a strict chef's menu system and only accepts four tables of guests a day.

Fang Ci was led to the second floor by the waiter.

The Chinese mood of the flowing water, the faint incense floating in the air, and the gurgling sound of the clear spring water.

Lifting the bamboo curtain, a georgette screen with tenon structure separates the dining area from the rest area.

On the screen is a crane with wings ready to fly, lifelike, looking at it, making people's chests a little relieved.

This bit of relief came to an abrupt end when he saw the woman on the couch.

The woman was wearing a dark green cheongsam, her hair was coiled, and she raised her eyebrows, "Just arrived?" ”

Fang Ci hummed.

Qu Yingqiu stood up and looked at her daughter with her arms crossed.

A long mist blue suspender dress with a cardigan of the same color linen texture and long hair hanging down the shoulders.

The body is tall and slender, the skin is white and tender, the eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and there is a clear bone of a Jiangnan girl.

However, the pupil was a little too cold.

Qu Yingqiu was dissatisfied with her coldness, "Later, the Song family will come, don't put on this appearance again." ”

Fang Ci was silent.

Qu Yingqiu wanted to say something, but the box door was pushed open, Fang Hong came in, and said, "Go downstairs." ”

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In the past twenty years, Fang Ci has developed the ability to extract his soul at any time and observe the scene from a third-party perspective.

Like at this moment.

The Song family entered the box, and the four elders greeted politely first, and then Fang Ci was pushed out.

"Good uncle, good aunt."

"This kid is a little shy and slow to heat." Qu Yingqiu said with a smile.

But Fang Ci is not slow or shy, he just doesn't care.

Song's father and Song's mother's gaze is substantial, it is the same as "inspection".

Fang Ci could feel Mother Song's gaze lingering on her chest and buttocks, probably to observe whether she was "good at giving birth".

Old feudal.

I had expected it in my heart, but I still couldn't help but feel nauseous.

Halfway through the meal, Song Yuze was late.

The waiter followed up and poured tea for him, but he covered the mouth of his cup and said, "Get out." Then he put the cup in front of Fang Ci and said with a smile, "You pour it for me." ”

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Fang Ci held his breath, didn't raise his eyes, picked up the teapot on the side, and poured tea for him without saying a word.

Then he set the cup in front of him.

No emotions were shown during the whole process.

Song's father and Song's mother symbolically rebuked Song Yuze.

Qu Yingqiu and Fang Hong both smiled and didn't speak.

Originally, Fang Ci didn't move the chopsticks much, but after this time, she relaxed, picked up the chopsticks to eat as usual, and listened to the two elders chatting.

During the banquet, Song Yuze has been looking at her unscrupulously.

He thought to himself, not to mention anything else, Fang Ci is really beautiful, thin and cold white, with her eyebrows raised in the autumn pupils, and then lined with today's clothes, it has the taste of a cold beauty in the south of the Yangtze River.

Although the demeanor is cold, you can tell that it is not good at first glance, but it may have a different taste.

"Fang Ci usually doesn't have much activity, and he troubles Yu Ze, so he usually takes her around a lot." Qu Yingqiu said with a smile.

"Yes, no problem." Song Yuze responded in one bite.

He looked at Fang Ci and pondered, what could be regarded as a benefit to her, she at least had to smile and make a statement.

As a result, Fang Ci didn't look at him either.

Song Yuze thought for a while and added, "It's just right, Wen Shao is going to have a party next month, and he has already invited me, and I'll take you there." ”

The end of these words is raised, and there is a hint of showing off.

He does have the capital to show off-

The upper circle is closed and rotten, and the big things of sesame have to be ranked one, two, and three in strict accordance with the wealth and status of assets, and the Fang family is the tail of the crane in the circle, and they have to borrow three points from others on important occasions to squeeze in.

In the circle, the eldest young master of the Wen family personally saved the bureau, and Song Yuze was able to receive an invitation letter, which can be imagined.

When it came to this, Mother Song was especially not enough, "Even if the young master of the Wen family is good friends with you, don't be too presumptuous, Yu Ze, know a little bit of proportion." ”

Anyone can hear the point.

Qu Yingqiu hurriedly said, "Yu Ze is talented, and he never bothers his elders in interpersonal communication, which is really rare." ”

These words made the Song family of three comfortable.

Fang Hong struck while the iron was hot, "The engagement banquet will be held after the New Year?" I have already looked forward to the day, the 25th day of the third month of the solar calendar, a good day and an auspicious day. ”

"Okay," Song Yuze nodded and smiled, his eyes glued to Fang Ci, "Ah Ci and I just need to cultivate a relationship first." ”

Be on hot coals.

Every pore in the body is crying out for discomfort.

Fang Ci put down his chopsticks and got up, and said calmly, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

When I walked to the door, I heard Qu Yingqiu's voice behind me, "Ah Ci is thin-skinned and shy." ”

Fang Ci went straight downstairs, went to the parking space on the side to find Uncle Fang, took off the earrings and necklace and handed them to him, "Please tell my parents, I'll go back to school first." ”

Uncle Xiao Fang was stunned, "Don't you go home?" ”

"Hmm."

“…… Your sister hasn't seen you in a long time. ”

These words successfully made Fang Ci's footsteps pause.

Uncle Xiao Fang put away the jewelry box, turned around and continued, "When she saw me go out today, she asked if she was going to pick you up, and I said yes, she was very happy." ”

“…… Another day. ”

Fang Ci turned to leave.

As soon as he took two steps, a voice behind him said, "Stop." ”

Fang Ci's heart froze for a moment and stopped.

Song Yuze walked around in front of her, looked her up and down, and said with a smile, "Okay, you Fang Ci, are you planning to leave directly?" ”

"I'm not feeling well."

Fang Ci said lightly, "I'm sorry. ”

She walked around him, out of the courtyard, and down the sidewalk to the corner.

Earlier in the car, she noticed that there was a 7-Eleven there that was open 24 hours a day.

Fang Ci went in and bought a bag of petites and bought a plastic lighter.

Walking out of the store, Song Yuze was standing there, humming, "Leave our family behind and buy cigarettes?" ”

Fang Ci ignored it and looked up at the sky.

The twilight was sinking and dark clouds were shrouded.

There was a low sound of muffled thunder in the distance.

It's best to take a taxi back to school right now.

After a while, when the rain falls, it will be difficult to get a taxi, not to mention, even if it does, the rain and the evening rush hour, the traffic situation will be miserable.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at Song Yuze.

He looked impatient, and it seemed that he had been snubbed by her and wanted to scold.

Fang Ci had no intention of annoying him, and said calmly, "Song Yuze, I will go to school directly later, you don't have to follow me." ”

Song Yuze sneered, "Fang Ci, I see that you still don't know the situation." His eyes were a little disdainful, "Now, you have to fuck you to rush up and coax me, it's not me following you, do you understand?" ”

"Why?"

"Because your family is begging our family to marry, understand?"

His face was taken for granted, and Fang Ci poured a large number of rebuttal words into his mouth, and swallowed it back - there was no need to talk to him too much.

"Got it."

Having said that, Fang Ci lit a cigarette and crossed the street flower garden path.

She pointed to her cigarette and walked under the old locust tree.

There was already a person standing under the old locust tree.

A tall boy with broad shoulders and long legs, an off-white hooded sweatshirt, black baggy cargo trousers, and a pair of limited-edition AJs on his feet.