Living With a Temperamental Adonis: 99 Proclamations of Love

Cheng Qingcong knows his habit, and often encounters this kind of scene, for fear of being too embarrassed, he will stand up for him.

This time was no exception. It was just that Cheng Qingcong had just picked up the wine glass and hadn't spoken yet. Su Zhinian suddenly reached out and picked up the boiled water in front of him. He touched the glass with the female secretary and swallowed the water gracefully .

Although Su Zhinian didn't say a word, Mr. Yang's actions made him smile, and Qing Qing Leng stunned.

His sip was not for cooperation, but for the female secretary's eyebrows like Song Qingchun.

Later, the female secretary toasted him again, and he became Su Su's thought of ignoring women in the past.

The reason that Xu Shi's female secretary and Song Qingchun's eyebrows were too similar caused him to miss her at the dinner table tonight.

Missing her, I missed, knowing that she was not in the Beijing Hotel, but still tried to find her voice with her ears upright.

He listened for a long time through the noise of a dining table, but did not hear her voice, but heard another familiar voice.

Song Menghua's voice.

He is also in the Beijing Hotel, like meeting old friends who haven't seen for many years, talking about children.

"My daughter, just recently became a female anchor, TW Radio." Song Menghua's tone revealed a sense of pride.

"Oh oh, I know, I know, I have watched the news, but I didn't expect to disappear for so many years, Lao Song, your daughter is so beautiful."

Song Menghua was praised with laughter, as if he was very open-hearted.

"However, old Song, your daughter is not too young to come? Is she married?"

"Not yet." Song Menghua's tone back, with a slight loss.

"Old Song, what is your tone of voice? Is it bothering you?"

"Old Song, do you still worry? Your daughter is so beautiful, is it not easy to marry?"

"Yeah, the Song's development is better now, it must be looking for a son-in-law who is the right one."

"What is the right of the household, I don't care about this." Song Menghua smiled and said: "I have a request, that is, I must be good to my daughter, as long as he is good enough to my daughter, I can give the Songs. he!"

"I didn't expect that after so many years, Lao Song still spoiled his daughter so much."

"That old Song, does your daughter have a goal? Do you need our help to find something."

"It's not necessary anymore. I already know it, and you know that person." Song Menghua said mysteriously.

"Who?"

"Don't sell the pass, just say, who's son."

"Whose other son can be the son of Lao Qin!" Song Menghua said.

"Lao Qin?" Someone asked back, and then suddenly realized: "I remember the son of Lao Qin's family, who had a good talent and had a good relationship with Song Cheng. That is called Qin, Qin Qinnan..."

"South of Qin."

When Song Menghua spit out these three words, Su Zhinian shook his hand, and the tea cup in his palm suddenly fell heavily on the table.

The hot water splashed up and landed on his wrists with rolled cuffs.

His fair skin was red and hot.

However, as if he didn't feel pain, he leaned back in his chair and stared straight ahead, without moving.