Song Miao hesitated. Huo Shengsheng, who was next to him, had already picked up the things and stuffed them directly into her hands. “My grandma will give it to you. You just accept it. You are welcome.”
Song Miao nodded and opened the box. Inside was a green bracelet with crystal clear texture and very beautiful. She was taken aback and looked at the old lady Huo. The old lady’s face was faint, “I will have a good time with Xiao Si in the future.”
Holding the box, Song Miao’s heart relaxed, and his face was softer, “Thank you, old lady.”
The old lady nodded lightly, then turned and walked upstairs.
…
Song Miao left the Huo family’s old house with Gu Xiao’s driver.
The driver said aloud, “I didn’t know who was smoking outside the old house last night, there are cigarette butts over there…tsk…”
Song Miao didn’t care much.
Gu Xiao talked to her about things while inviting her to come to Huo’s house next time.
“Sister Song, my mother said, you want to marry my uncle, don’t you?”
Gu Xiao asked suddenly.
Song Miao was startled, his face was stained with blush, and he touched his head, “…it’s not decided yet.”
“But my mother said, you have already accepted the gift from Grandma Zeng!” Gu Xiao stared at Song Miao, “If you accept it, you can’t return it.”
Although the person my little uncle is not very sensible sometimes, it makes him angry. But if Sister Song marries his younger uncle, he can often play with Sister Song in the future.
Song Miao thought of the red velvet box in the bag, and she felt a faint sense of joy, but the driver in front was still there. She was not used to discussing this under such circumstances. She changed the subject, “How is Xiaoer’s relationship with your uncle?”
When Gu Xiao heard Song Miao ask him this question, he coughed slightly and sat upright, “Most of the time…I still have a good relationship with my uncle.”
Of course, like when he had dinner last night, he did not like his little uncle.
Song Miao couldn’t help but feel a little amused when he saw him look like a big little ghost. “Your little uncle must have made you unhappy recently.”
She remembered that the child said to her that he liked his uncle, but she had reservations about what she said just now.
Gu Xiao narrowed his mouth, “Grandpa Zeng said that my uncle has a bad temper, and I don’t care about him.”
Thinking of the man’s temper, Song Miao also had to admit that it was really big, and even sometimes, his temper was so stinky that people couldn’t help but want to beat him severely.
The two chatted all the way, and soon they sent Gu Xiao to the door of the elementary school. Gu Xiao kept begging Song Miao to return to the Huo’s old house. Until Song Miao agreed, he turned around and entered the school without forgetting to turn around. , Waved vigorously at her.
“Miss Song, I really haven’t seen Young Master Gu likes anyone so much.” The driver casually said to her, smiling, “It seems that Miss Song’s child is really good.”
Song Miao smiled gently, “Gu Xiao is very cute.”
The most important thing is that when she saw her for the first time, she felt distressed for him.
The driver didn’t say much, and soon sent Song Miao to the Song family downstairs.
…
“Wow, look, that is Huo’s current president, Huo Tianqing, Huo!”
Walking into the Song family and just getting out of the elevator, Song Miao heard the excitement of several employees next to him.
“Tsk tsk, when I saw it in the media magazines, I already felt so handsome. I didn’t expect real people to be more handsome!”
“Oh my God, such a superb man, give me one, let me lose 10 years of life, I am willing!”
“Go go, you are married, what are you thinking about here, be careful to go home and your husband will keep you out of bed!”
…
Several women got together, and the topic gradually became qualitative.
Standing not far from the elevator door, Song Miao followed the eyes of a few people, only having time to see Huo Tianqing’s indifferent side and a sturdy corner of clothing, and quickly disappeared at the door of Song Yan’s office.
Is it because the company has something to do with this?
Song Miao thought that he had just called him two calls in the car, but he didn’t answer it. I don’t know if he was busy on purpose or was really busy. She tightly squeezed the phone in her hand, and then walked towards her office. go.
…
Song Miao’s office is far away from Song Yan’s office. The frosted glass window allows her to see the clear scene from the inside.
The door of the opposite office was closed tightly, and Song Miao could probably guess what Song Yan and Huo Tianqing were talking about in Song Yan’s office. The Song family is now trying their best to win over Huo family. At this moment, their topic must be the project about Baishui Qingyuan. But seeing the closed office door, Song Miao found that he couldn’t get enough energy to devote himself to work.
When she was a little upset, someone knocked on her office door, “Sister Song, the people from the project department next door asked to send the first draft of the Baishui Qingyuan project quickly. Huo’s has a distinguished guest here. You need to go through the first draft in advance.”
It’s not Qin Xiaoxiao, she went to the medical examination today.
The man was embarrassed to let Song Miao personally send it over, and after saying that, he waited there. Song Miao quickly gathered up the first draft in front of her, and said gently to her: “I know, I’ll send it over immediately.”
The man was taken aback, and then left there directly.
When Song Miao walked out of the office with the first draft, she passed by a floor-to-ceiling mirror next to her. She subconsciously stopped, adjusted her appearance a bit, and walked out of her office.
…
Knock on the door and go in.
Song Yan’s office, Song Miao, is here for the first time. It is very feminine and shows a luxurious style everywhere.
She didn’t look at Song Yan who was sitting on the main seat, but directed her gaze to the man on the sofa opposite Song Yan.
A straight suit is clean and tidy. His body is long and he sits on the sofa in a somewhat casual posture. He has two long legs overlapping, leaning back, and a cigarette between his right index and middle fingers. He is looking at the moment. The cigarette butt was slowly burning, and he didn’t know what he was thinking, his deep eyes were slightly narrowed, and his face was expressionless.
Although she said that she did not want to announce the relationship between the two in front of the Song family for the time being, but seeing him since she came in, she didn’t even look at it, and even when she came to the Song family, she didn’t tell her in advance. Song Miao still tasted a little bit, and watched him several times.
Seeing Song Miao personally send the first draft, Song Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly. Goodbye to the look she had been looking at Huo Tianqing, Song Yan’s eyes quickly slipped through a trace of mockery, and said gracefully: “It’s rare that the design director personally Send the first draft and leave it there. If the design director doesn’t mind, can you still pour a glass of water for our distinguished guests?”
“Of course I don’t mind.” In the past, the two talked, always fighting for each other. This time, Song Yan wanted to deliberately show Song Miao’s face in front of Huo Tianqing, and emphasized the sound of the word “in person.” Thinking of Song Miao, he agreed.
Song Yan’s face sank suddenly.
President Huo, who came to see her today, turned out to be the handsome and noble man that I met in the elevator of Song Miao’s apartment that night! Looking at Song Miao like this, it is clear that he is interesting to this man. Two days ago, he pretended to be in love with him. It was disgusting!
Song Miao pretended not to see Song Yan’s ugly face, but when she was about to leave the office, she suddenly thought that she didn’t know what Huo Tianqing liked to drink.
So he turned his head and looked at the man with no expression on his face at the moment, “I don’t know what Huo Zong wants to drink.”
Her voice softened a few involuntarily when facing Huo Tianqing.
Song Yan’s face was even more ugly, and she secretly regretted that she had just said that to Song Miao, and asked her to hit a snake with a stick. She also looked at the man who hadn’t spoken to Song Miao since Song Miao came in.
Huo Tianqing’s thin lips pursed slightly, took the cigarette butt that had just been dangling from his lips, turned his head, and gave Song Miao a fascinating look. He smiled and said, “What do I want to drink,” Don’t you know?”