Song Jiang remembered that the last time he went to the second aunt's house to send wedding invitations, and later when he went to the second aunt's house for dinner, the second aunt said that her cousin already had a girlfriend.

However, in Song Jiang's opinion, with the competitive character of her second aunt, she mostly saw that she had found such a perfect fiancee to support her face.

This time, Song Jiang came to Jiangrong to show his fiancee. He also wanted to see whether his cousin Fang Xiaole's so-called "girlfriend" existed or not.

There is also a possibility that his cousin does have a girlfriend, but the conditions are not as good as Wei Qian. As a "lifelong enemy" who has compared with each other since childhood, he is naturally embarrassed to bring his girlfriend out to make a fool of himself.

Especially when he saw that Fang Xiaole only came with his cousin, but didn't bring anyone else, Song Jiang was more and more inclined to his second guess.

My cousin probably has a girlfriend who is not very good at it.

"She is usually in Kyoto, not in Jiangrong."

Hearing Song Jiang's question, Fang Xiaole didn't think so much and answered casually.

"Oh."

Song Jiang smiled and regretted:

"I wanted to see my sister-in-law, but it's a pity. By the way, cousin, do you have a picture of my sister-in-law?"

Fang Xiaole shook his head: "your sister-in-law doesn't like taking photos. Let's go to the Spring Festival. I'll take her back for the Spring Festival, and then I can see it."

Song Jiang's smile became brighter and brighter, and continued:

"Second aunt thought her sister-in-law was also from Apple station, and specially asked me to come and help her,

Alas, cousin, you know, because many relatives and friends have a good impression of Wei Qian,

Now my second aunt believes my eyes. In fact, I don't want to gossip like this. "

"Stop talking in the street and go to dinner first." The nearby Fang Shengnan has a black face.

She usually dislikes Song Jiang's father and son's arrogance. Sometimes she will give him a word or two.

But this time there was no way. People did have the capital to blow. Even if she refused, she could only hold it.

The four quickly entered the parking lot and came to Fang Xiaole's car.

"This car..."

Song Jiang and Wei Qian were surprised to see the latest off-road model of Mercedes.

"Oh, my girlfriend's, she hasn't been in Jiangrong for a long time, so she drives the car for me."

Fang Xiaole explained.

The four got on the bus, and Song Jiang and Wei Qian sat in the back row.

"Your sister-in-law seems to have a lot of money?"

Wei Qian couldn't help whispering to Song Jiang.

Her family runs a small company with more than ten employees. Both her father and she have cars, but they are all medium-sized cars of 200000 or 300000,

Such a condition is not a great wealth, but it is OK in a five tier small city such as Dengcheng, but compared with the real rich, it is thousands of miles away.

However, out of vanity, Wei Qian acquiesced in Song Jiang's boasting of her "rich second generation" identity.

At this time, I suddenly saw that Song Jiang's cousin actually drove nearly a million cars. I suddenly felt a little incredible.

"You forget, my cousin is a variety director of Apple station. His income should not be low. He probably bought the car with a loan."

Song Jiang was also a little confused, but he soon had a reasonable guess.

"How did he say it was his girlfriend's car?"

Wei Qian looked at Fang Xiaole who was driving in front of her and asked Song Jiang in a low voice.

"Hehe, I guess my cousin either doesn't have a girlfriend or her girlfriend is too far from you,

He said the car belonged to his girlfriend in order to support him or put gold on his girlfriend's face,

So he doesn't look like his girlfriend is worse than you. "

Wei Qian was a little incredible. "Your cousin doesn't look like that kind of person?"

Song Jiang whispered, "you don't know, my cousin is good at everything, but he has a little good face. In particular, he likes to compare everything with me,

When I was a child, I compared my grades and popularity. Didn't I compare with me in the college entrance examination? He hasn't been home much for years,

It's not easy to improve my career now, but I didn't expect to find a perfect wife like you,

It's hard to avoid a gap in his mind. Forget it. If it's okay, we don't know. "

Song Jiang gently hugged his fiancee, very magnanimous.

When Wei Qian heard her boyfriend praise her, she was also sweet and smiled and leaned against Song Jiang's shoulder.

"Well, it's not easy for your cousin. Don't always praise me in front of him later. Don't always hit others."

Song Jiang nodded: "wife, you are so kind."

"Hum, of course!"

Fang Shengnan, sitting in the co pilot's seat, saw the situation in the back seat through the rear-view mirror and his face became darker.

Song Jiang, what he said about sending wedding invitations and helping mom look at Fang Xiaole's girlfriend, are all farts!

This product is purely to show off Jiang Rong!

Fang Xiaole drove to a restaurant. The four got off to eat. Fang Shengnan took his brother in front and whispered:

"You must take Xiaoyao down for me, or I don't want to go home this Spring Festival!"

"What's the matter?" Fang Xiaole couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

"Look at Song Jiang's elated appearance. When he goes back to the old house for dinner during the Spring Festival, my third uncle must boast about his daughter-in-law. I'm bored!"

When Fang Shengnan thought that he would face the Song family to force the emperor during the Spring Festival, she couldn't help a burst of cold.

Unless Fang Xiaole really catches up with Lin Yao and takes Lin Yao home, no one can suppress the Song family's father and son!

However, from a rational point of view, even if his brother had bad luck, he really caught up with Lin Yao, but the relationship between them must not be brought home directly during the Spring Festival.

"Alas, younger brother, when can you fight for our Fang family?"

At the thought of this, the disillusioned Fang Shengnan stared at Fang Xiaole. Seeing that this guy was still calm, he stopped fighting and went to the bathroom.

"Is cousin uncomfortable?"

Song Jiang looked at Fang Shengnan's depression and couldn't help laughing, but he still looked puzzled.

"It's all right. Sit down. What do you like to eat?"

Fang Xiaole couldn't help his sister's temper. He asked Song Jiang and Wei Qian to sit down and order.

"Miss Mo, what do you like to eat?"

At the same time, in a famous Chinese restaurant in Jiangrong City, Mo Yanzheng sat in a private room with Zhang Zhiqin, Zhang song, Zhang Zhiqin's father and Guo Shuxian, his mother.

"Aunt, just call Xiaoyan."

Mo Yan smiled and said to Guo Shuxian.

"That's very funny. Miss Mo is only more than ten years younger than me. You can't call my sister too much. How can I call you randomly."

Guo Shuxian had a polite and alienated smile on her face.

Cough.

Zhang Song coughed, but Guo Shuxian stared at him without leaving a trace, and suddenly dared not make a sound.

Zhang Zhiqin was at a loss. She looked at sister Mo and her mother. For a moment, she sat like a needle and felt.