Chapter 348

Author: Liaowumian MACHINE TRANSLATION

Gu Yanqing didn’t say anything.

However, Xiao Peishan suddenly lost his temper. “Forget it, forget it. Just move everyone out. Now that AH Cheng isn’t coming back, all of you will have to move out as well. All of you have hardened your wings. Alright, get lost. All of you, get lost. ”

The atmosphere was very stiff. Xiao Wei could be heard snorting coldly. “Why can’t the Xiao Family keep anyone? Shouldn’t you reflect on yourself? ”

Xiao Peishan looked at Xiao Wei. “Are you going to anger me to death too? ”

Xiao Wei smiled. “If father likes to be lively, then find another son-in-law. Mian Jun has also reached the age to discuss marriage. ”

Song Beibei’s heart moved.

Why did Xiao Wei suddenly mention this.

Sure enough, even Mu Lan’s face revealed a wary expression. “You don’t have to worry about my daughter’s marriage. ”

Xiao Wei said, “of course I’m not anxious. ”

She had a meaning, but she didn’t mention it again.

Xiao Peishan succeeded in diverting his attention.

Xiao Mianjun’s marriage had always been a worry in his heart.

After a moment of silence, he said to Xiao Mianjun, “Mianjun, it’s time for you to consider your marriage. ”

Xiao Mianjun put down her bowl and chopsticks. “I’m not interested in marriage or men. Just treat it as if I like women. ”

Xiao Peishan’s voice sank. “What are you talking about? ”

Mu Lan said, “don’t worry about Mianjun. Leave it to me. Xiao Cheng, on the other hand, is not young anymore. He hasn’t had a girlfriend up until today. ”

Mu Lan casually changed the topic to He Yucheng.

Xiao Wei’s expression changed as well.

Mu Lan seemed to have thought of something. “Peishan, I heard that girl Jingjing recently returned to the country. ”

Xiao Peishan said, “you mean Zijun’s goddaughter. ”

When Xiao Peishan said this, Xiao Wei clearly frowned.

Mu Lan deliberately looked at Xiao Wei and said, “that’s right. It’s that girl. That girl has been abroad for four years. She will graduate this year. If I remember correctly, that girl is only 20 years old today. She’s a perfect match for AH Sheng. Jingjing was a beauty when she was young. Moreover, she studied art. There’s nothing to say about her temperament. ”

Xiao Wei could not help but ask, “who are you talking about? ”

Mu Lan said, “Oh right, Wu Zijun must not have told you. Although he is not married, fifteen years ago, he adopted a goddaughter. ”

“goddaughter? ”

Xiao Peishan said, “Zijun had a car accident fifteen years ago. At that time, a car lost control of its brakes and directly hit him. His injuries were not serious, but the couple in the car died. At that time, there was a five-year-old child in the car who was tightly protected by the child’s mother. He was injured, but it was not serious. Later, Zijun adopted the child and did not change his surname. The girl’s name is Bai Jingjing and she has been abroad. ”

Mu Lan frowned.

Mu Lan, on the other hand, seemed to be in a good mood. “that girl is really not bad. When she comes back, I think we should let her and Zijun come over for dinner and get to know Ah Cheng. In this era, if word of an arranged marriage spread, it would definitely be a joke. We just want to introduce them to each other. Maybe the two children will like each other “Don’t you think so? If Jingjing Marries Ah Cheng, you and Zijun will become a family by accident. In the past, you almost married him. This can be considered as making up for your past regrets, right? ”

Xiao Wei’s face instantly turned pale.

Xiao Peishan was also displeased. “What’s the point of bringing up old matters? ”

Xiao Wei, however, did not say anything.

Song Beibei did not say anything throughout the night.

She felt that the atmosphere at the table was getting more and more tense.

For some reason, even Song Beibei could feel it.

Every time Mu Lan appeared in front of Xiao Wei, she would always mention Wu Zijun openly and secretly.

She was not very clear about the grudges and grudges of the previous generation.

However, Song Beibei felt that it was definitely a complicated and complicated story.

Wu Zijun seemed to be Xiao Wei’s Achilles’heel.

Mu Lan would brazenly poke Xiao Wei every time, and Xiao Wei would bring up the past even more.

It was nothing more than mu lan seducing her father back then and forcing her mother to die.

In the end, it was nothing more than Xiao Peishan’s rage that ended it.

It was the same drama every day.

To be honest, even Song Beibei felt tired of it.

Therefore, when Gu Yanqing said to move out, she was grateful.

She didn’t want to face Xiao Mianjun in this house, and she didn’t want to have indigestion every meal.

When she returned to her room, Song Beibei began to pack her luggage.

Gu Yanqing had told her earlier that they would move out this time.

When Song Beibei was packing her luggage, Gu Yanqing had just come out of the shower.

Xin Tong was already asleep.

Gu Yanqing naturally walked to her side and leaned in to kiss her neck unhurriedly.

Song Beibei gently pushed him. Gu Yanqing deliberately teased her, “what time is it, you still don’t want me to kiss you? ”

He glanced at the big bed behind him, “Xin Tong is sleeping? ”

Gu Yanqing reached out and ruffled Song Beibei’s hair. “Are you going to the office tomorrow? ”

Song Beibei thought for a moment. “I think I’d better go. I have nothing to do at home anyway. I’m just going to be a bystander. ”

Gu Yanqing nodded. “Why don’t I transfer you to my department? ”

Song Beibei said, “forget it. That’s the management department. ”

Gu Yanqing said, “that’s true. Your first love is still in the management department. ”

Song Beibei rolled her eyes at him on purpose.

At the mention of He Yucheng, Song Beibei remembered something. “tomorrow is ah Cheng’s birthday. ”

Gu Yanqing remained calm. “So what? ”

“There’s something I’d like to ask for your opinion on. ”

Gu Yanqing glanced at Song Beibei and said calmly, “don’t say anything that makes me jealous. I don’t agree. ”

Gu Yanqing was too amazing.

Song Beibei told Gu Yanqing everything she had said to Xiao Wei in the garden today.

Song Beibei said, “it’s just a meal. ”

Gu Yanqing was silent for a while. “When and where? Send me a message when the time comes. Also, don’t exceed two hours. ”

Song Beibei laughed. “bossy. ”

The next day, Song Beibei went to the company.

The rose plan was implemented, and the marketing department got busy.

Wu Zijun also arranged some work for Song Beibei.

Although Song Beibei was not an expert, because of her special status, the other managers were willing to take her along and offer her help. In addition, she was quick to accept things, so it was not difficult for her to do it.

Song Beibei was responsible for a very small part of the marketing department’s Research and management.

However, there were many trivial matters, so she was busy throughout the day.

Soon, it was evening.

At noon, Song Beibei sent a message to he Yucheng. “Happy Birthday. Do you have time tonight? I want to treat you to dinner. ”

He Yucheng never replied.

When Song Beibei was about to get off work, she received a message from he Yucheng. “first floor, third floor, private room 349. ”

Song Beibei was slightly stunned.

She didn’t expect he Yucheng to book the place himself.

Song Beibei hadn’t seen he yucheng for a long time.

She was very grateful to He Yucheng for what happened in Japan.

It was just that she left without saying goodbye.

So many things happened after she came back.

Song Beibei went straight to the first-class building after work.

This was a rather elegant place, not in the downtown area.

It was a small foreign house with a very classical and unique atmosphere.

When she entered, there was a sense of age.

Song Beibei followed the waiter to lead the way to the private room that he Yucheng mentioned.

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