"No! Grandpa, we're fine. " Rococo was obviously nervous, wringing her fingers. Every time she lied, she was not strong enough.
"Don't lie to Grandpa. If Chengyao doesn't treat you well, I'll talk about him later." Although Gu loves his grandson, he should be polite to Rococo.
"Grandpa, it's really OK. Since he goes to work, can I go out for a day?" Rococo wants to find Song Xi. It's not easy to live in this family.
"Then let the driver take you. Come back early. "
"Good."
Song Xi heard that Rococo was coming to play with her, so she prepared a rich hot pot at home.
I hope you can have a good time together.
The kitchen is preparing the side dishes. Song Xi sends a wechat to Ling Yichen, "come back early at noon, have a hot pot, and call them shifu'er."
It wasn't long before Ling Yichen replied to her message.
"Hot pot is too hot for you to eat."
"Isn't there a mandarin duck pot? I'm not afraid of soup. "
Song Xi convinced Ling Yichen.
"Well, I came back early. By the way, I made an appointment with my cousin in the morning to talk about things with him. Maybe I will bring him here with me. You should prepare more."
"No problem."
Put down his cell phone, and Song Xi went to the kitchen to work.
Ding Dong Ding Dong.
Outside the door came the doorbell.
Song Xi washed his hands, walked out of the kitchen, and the housekeeper led Rococo, who appeared in a foreign dress, into the villa.
"Xiao Xi!"
"Coco, how's your newlywed life? It looks very ruddy. " Song Xi laughed and joked.
Rococo smiled helplessly: "general."
"I'm still shy. Now I look like a little grandma who cares for her family." Song Xi looked up and down at Rococo's clothes.
From the appearance and temperament are obviously high-end more than one level.
"Don't make fun of me. I don't want to be a nanny. At their house, I dare not even sit on the sofa and cross legged for a snack. For fear of breaking the rules, my parents are nagging in front of me. They must behave themselves. They must look like a cultured face. Don't lose face to our family. I tell you, I'm really tired." When Rococo saw Song Xi, he was able to liberate his nature. He sat on the sofa, sat up cross legged, picked up a bag of snacks and took them apart.
"Tut Tut, as soon as you see me, you will go back to understanding before release." Song Xi hands a plate of washed fruit to her.
"If I can't be free with you, I really have nowhere to go."
"Is it so hard? Isn't Gu Chengyao nice to you? "
"It won't be too bad, but it won't be too good. It feels like he doesn't love me. He married me just to finish the task, and we were living together."
"I'm sure I'll fall in love later, coco. You're so kind and lovely."
"I don't care whether he loves me or not. I'm still on my way. When I give birth to a child for their family, my task will be finished!"
"When you have a child, you will find that you can't live without this child and have no other ideas. Before I was born, I felt that the child had become a part of my body, and I couldn't do without it anymore. "
"Is it so exaggerated? Your belly is the crystallization of your love with Ling Yichen, and there is no love between me and Gu Chengyao, I should not be too concerned about this child. "
"No, no, No. after ten months of TA's company, you must have feelings. Don't be so absolute."
Two people chatting, time flies.
Close to twelve.
Two cars entered the villa yard.
One is Ling Yichen's. The other is a commemorative car.
They came in together, followed by a petite girl with short hair, similar to the memorial age.
"Cousin, I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm busy with my work, but I haven't bothered you. I heard that brother Yichen brought me together to eat hot pot today."
"Come on. The hot pot is almost ready. Come on in. Is this your girlfriend?" Song Xi points to Zhao Nan, who is behind the memorial.
"No, she is my secretary. If you come here with me to talk about something, you'll come by the way. "
The memorial hastily explained.
"Well, it's almost time for you to talk. Seize the opportunity to find one." Song Xi said with a smile.
"All right, all right, work hard."
"Go in, it's cold outside." Ling Yichen beckons them in.
Rococo has been waiting for you.
"Hello."
"Isn't this the newly married Mrs. Gu?" In memory, I recognized Rococo.
"Well, Hello, the hot pot is on the table. Sit down and rub it. I don't know whether you guys like hot pot or not. It's my favorite food in winter. ""I love it! Chinese people love it. "
Everyone sat down and ate while chatting.
Zhao Nan seems a little restrained, after all, she is not familiar with these people.
Memorial occasionally put the cooked lamb roll into her bowl.
"Do you take care of the Secretary's boss like that? Isn't it that all the women in Cloud City have to be your secretary? " Ling Yichen can't help laughing at the memory.
"No, we are very familiar. She didn't dare to eat the first time."
"If you care about others, you can directly admit why you are so secretive. Now you are in the same age and like to be together." Ling Yichen then said.
The center of the dinner table was all transferred to the memorial and Zhao Nan.
Zhao Nan looked down a little sheepishly and said in a thin voice: "actually, I like Ji Dashen for a long time. I went to work in his company purely to run to him. We met online. He played games very well, but Ji Dashen couldn't see me, so I had to be a little assistant."
"Yo Yo, online love, it's new!"
Ling Yichen is even more noisy.
In commemoration of some scenes in the town, her face was a little ugly: "don't listen to her nonsense, we are purely superior subordinate relations."
"Little boy, I advise you to cherish If you like it. Other girls are very clever and suitable for you. You can see that we are in pairs, and you are still single, and you can't face it."
"Do you want to eat the hot pot? That's true. " The memorial hurriedly avoided the topic.
After dinner, memorial said goodbye to Ling Yichen and took the lead in returning to the company.
This just went out.
There was snow in the sky.
This is the first snow of this year, later than the previous years.
Snowflakes fall on the top of the head, memorial looked up and opened the door to get on.
Zhao nanleng is there, spreading his hands to catch the snow.
"Ji Dashen, look, the snow is so beautiful! It's really a hexagon
"Idiot, get in the car quickly, you will not be frozen." When Memorial honked her horn, she got on the bus in a hurry.
Ling Yichen sees the snow outside, hugs Song Xi's waist and points out the landing window: "look, it's beautiful. It's the first snow this year."
"It's beautiful. The ground will soon be white." Song Xi nestles in Ling Yichen's arms, unspeakable happiness.
On the sofa in the distance, Rococo looked at their affectionate embracing each other, and her eyes could not express her envy.