Chapter 58

Owing to Zhuang Yan's love, song Qingqing volunteered to contact Xia Wan and inquire about the news.

In fact, song Qingqing's sense of summer and Anhui was excellent at first.

Xia Wan was born in a good family. He had never suffered much from childhood. Before he got married, he was held in the palm of his hand by his parents. After he got married, he was put on the top of his heart.

But her character is not delicate, and she is not as domineering and sharp as some ladies song Qingqing has seen.

She has elegant manners. She has a gentle manner when chatting with song Qingqing, and she also speaks softly.

Song Qingqing learned painting, and Xie Ning also drew from primary school. Xia Wan never stopped him on this point, and even helped him contact many masters.

Therefore, Xia Wan knew a lot about art and could talk with song Qingqing very well.

Xie Ning was often mentioned in Xia Wan, and his tone was mainly praise.

Song Qingqing is no surprise.

Any mother is always proud when she mentions her son in front of others.

Even if song Qingqing later found out that Xia Wan was trying to get her and Xie Ning together, he didn't have much resentment.

After all, Xia Wan's method was very gentle, which did not disgust her. Instead, she was curious about Xie Ning.

Until she knew about Xie Ning and Zhuang Yan, she felt something was wrong.

Recently, she had a lot of contact with Xia Wan and pretended to have a little interesting attitude towards Xie Ning.

Xia Wan really had the idea to let her and Xie Ning meet.

But Xie Ning's attitude towards her is very cold now, let alone make an appointment to meet, even if she herself is mostly in the courtyard to have a chance to see Xie Ning.

However, there was Mr. Xie sitting in the courtyard, so it was not easy for her to take outsiders to the family dinner. This birthday party of Xie Ning became an excellent opportunity.

Song Qingqing and Zhuang Yanqing had a good ventilation and felt that it was better to go down.

For some reason, song Qingqing felt that Xia Wan was very stubborn about Xie Ning's temperament. After several attempts, she could feel the obsession of Xia Wan.

Zhuang Yan asked her to answer the invitation of the birthday party. After all, she knew the truth at all. With Xia Wan's obsession, if another girl came over, she might not be able to make any moths.

Xia Wan naturally noticed Xie Ning's cold look.

This is normal for her. She smiles and introduces: "this is the girl I mentioned to you last time. Her name is song Qingqing."

Song Qingqing smiles at Xie Ning: "hello."

Xie Ning was angry in the heart, but in the face of song Qingqing, he still suppressed his anger and said, "hello."

As for the fact that they had seen it for a long time, neither of them mentioned it in tacit agreement.

Xia Wan was ready for Xie Ning to turn over his face and leave. Now he said hello to song Qingqing, but his eyes lit up.

She was relieved and said, "you are all painters. You should be able to talk to each other. I will..."

She said that she found Zhuang Yan standing by Xie Ning's side. She was stunned and asked, "is this your friend? Why haven't I seen it before? "

Zhuang Yan politely said, "Hello, uncle and aunt. My name is Zhuang Yan, and I will return home soon."

Xie Jing was impressed by the name: "Oh The children of the banker, right? I saw them when you were a child. I didn't expect to be so old. "

"I thought we were the first to come, but I didn't expect someone else to go ahead of us." Hearing what he said, Xia Wan vaguely remembered.

Her eyes fell on Zhuang Yan's and Xie Ning's hands.

"I got up with Ning Ning Ning in the morning," Zhuang Yan said

Xia Wan looked at him, and then at Xie Ning, as if aware of something, his face slowly sank.

"You..." She frowned and took into account song Qingqing's presence, so it was not easy to tell the truth.

"Let's go ahead," Xie Ning said coldly

There are not many people at the moment.

Xia Wan's eyes fell on Zhuang Yan for a long time.

They had already let go of their hands and had a natural look in their conversation.

There's not too much intimacy, there's no cuddling between lovers - or it's not convenient to do that because there's an older person there.

If it is positioned as a good friend, it can also be accepted.

But there was a unique magnetic field around them.

Xia Wan did not know how to describe it.

Clearly there is no intimate action, but you can see a little difference.

For example, when two people sit on the sofa, their knees accidentally bump into each other.

Xia Wan knew that Xie Ning was cold-blooded, did not like to contact with others, and had an attitude of avoiding others.

But neither of them moved their knees, as if they were used to sitting so close together.

Another example is that Zhuang Yanji naturally picked up the pillow and handed it to Xie Ning.

Xie Ning didn't even turn his head, so he took it with ease and held it in his arms.Xia Wan almost did not recognize that this quiet man with love in his eyes was her cold and silent son.

The fruits on the tea table are all peeled. Zhuang Yan picks up an apple slice with his toothpick and says, "this is delicious."

Song Qingqing smell speech also ate a piece, should say: "really delicious."

Xie Ning is a little curious, he usually does not like to eat fruit, especially apples, too sweet, he likes sour, such as pineapple, cherry.

But now Zhuang Yan and song Qingqing both said so. His eyes could not help but fall on the plate with apple slices and flash away.

Zhuang Yan put another piece into his mouth and asked, "have a bite?"

Xie Ning frowned.

Under Xia Wan's gaze, he bit his mouth gently.

Zhuang Yan asked, "how about it? Is it delicious? "

Xie Ning chews twice, swallows down, overflowing apple juice glides down the throat, he heartily says: "very sweet."

Their eyes met in the air for a second.

It's sweet.

Zhuang Yan smiles.

But this interaction is a little too intimate.

Xia Wan suddenly realized why the atmosphere between Xie Ning and Zhuang Yan made her feel familiar.

She and Xie Jing, husband and wife for decades, have slowly cultivated this feeling.

Tacit understanding, natural.

As soon as you raise your hand, the other party will know what you are going to do. With a look, you will understand.

Xia Wan couldn't accept the discovery, and couldn't bear the unspeakable embarrassment and alienation.

She took a deep breath and put her hand on the tea table while there were no guests now. She asked with difficulty, "you What is the relationship? "

Schering stopped for a moment.

He raised his eyes and looked at Xia Wan. At this time, the expression on his face returned to indifference.

"What do you think is our relationship?" He asked, "or, what do you want us to be?"

Zhuang Yan quietly pressed the back of his hand behind his back and patted him twice.

He is also rare to see Xie Ning so sharp and ruthless to speak, can not help but want to pacify him.

Unexpectedly, Xie Ning turned his head and looked at him. His lips moved and compared his mouth shape.

Zhuang Yan saw that it was "nothing".

So he was relieved.

Xia Wan seemed to have been hurt, but he also deceived himself and said, "you are Good friends? "

Xie Ning seemed to chuckle.

"If that's what you want..." He stood up slowly and said, "I'm afraid that will disappoint you."

Xie Jing frowned and said, "Ning Ning..."

"Mom and dad." Xie Ning interrupted him, staring at Xia Wan's eyes, calmly said, "just met today, then I will formally introduce to you."

"This is my boyfriend, Zhuang Yan."

There was a sudden silence in the living room.

Xia Wan and Xie Ning looked at each other quietly, like a confrontation.

About ten seconds later, or even longer.

Xia Wan opened his mouth and his chest heaved twice: "Ning Ning, are you kidding us?"

Xie Ning seems to have given up talking with her: "whatever you think."

Xia Wan didn't mention it: "it's impossible I don't agree! "

"Whether you agree or not doesn't affect me." At this time, Xie Ning even raised the corner of his lips and laughed, "I'm not here to ask for your opinions today, but to inform you."

He lowered his head and said slowly, "he's my boyfriend. He's and will be my boyfriend."

The author has something to say: first a shorter chapter, there should be one in the evening.