Chapter 28 Young Master Song Obviously Cared So Much about Her

Chapter 28 the The song family young master clearly cares about her so much

The shop assistant looked over and laughed. It was yellow chrysanthemum!

Song Tingyu walked over, "Vichy, this is chrysanthemum."

"Is chrysanthemum not good?"

"Not bad, but birthdays are not suitable for this kind of flowers." In fact, Song Tingyu had already taken a liking to it. He took the white rose and handed it to the shop assistant, "Here, wrap it up."

"Sir, how many white roses do you want?" The shop assistant asked.

Song Tingyu was stunned again. He had always thought that flowers were sold in bunches. He really didn't know how much he wanted.

Before he could make a sound, a young voice came, "Ninety-nine roses, thank you."

The shop assistant immediately counted the white roses and said with a smile, "Ninety-nine roses represent eternity. This child knows a lot."

After paying, Song Tingyu took the fluffy hat and put it on Song Weixi's head. He took the bouquet in one hand and left the flower shop with Song Weixi in the other.

The flower shops were full of young girls, all standing at the door watching them leave.

"That man is so handsome, and the children are so cute..."

Song Weixi wrapped his little hand around Song Tingyu's neck, raised his little face, pointed at the girls standing at the entrance of the flower shop and shouted, "Dad, they said you were handsome!"

The girls didn't expect Song Weixi to suddenly say something like this. They were stunned for a moment, blushing and embarrassed, and swarmed inside.

Song Tingyu didn't care much, "They also said you were cute."

Song Weixi snorted, "But they were looking at you secretly just now. I saw them all..." He paused and said, "Dad, you're my mom's!"

Song Tingyu shook his head and laughed at his childish "Declaration of hegemony..." He rubbed his head with his hand, "Well, I'm your mother's."

Song Weixi was satisfied, "Then remember, you have to be good to her in the future. You can't go abroad without coming back to see her. Dad, mom is really good. I think she is the best woman in the world..."

"Okay."

Song Weixi smiled more and more. He sat in the car with the flowers in his hands, "Dad, let's go to the studio now. You haven't been there, have you? I'll tell you the way."

"I'll go later. I need to buy something more."

Song Tingyu took Song Weixi to the jewelry store again. When Song Weixi asked him what gift he wanted to give Su Ran this morning, her beautiful bones flashed through his mind.

With such a beautiful collarbone, he felt that something should be added.

The collarbone chain was perfect.

It went well in the jewelry store too. Song Tingyu took a fancy to a necklace and the pendant was a butterfly. This chain was designed by the top international jewelry masters, and there are few in the world that can help carve.

"Mr. Song, do you need something engraved?"

Song Tingyu thought for a moment, took a pen and wrote down three letters on the paper: t, w, r.

He, Song Weixi and one of Su Ran's names.

The manager of the jewelry store was such a shrewd person that he could tell what he meant at a glance.

In the eyes of the whole of Ancheng, Su Ran was a rich and abandoned woman who married into the The song family at the age of 20, but on the first day of her marriage, her husband flew abroad, and she became the laughing stock of others after a meal.

But a rumor is a rumor, how can it be true?

Look at this necklace. How could Su Ran be an abandoned woman?

The song family young master clearly cares about her so much!

Finally, the present was ready, so she could go to the studio to find Su Ran.

Song Tingyu knew that Su Ran had a dance studio, but he had never been there. Naturally, he didn't know where it was. They didn't want Su Ran to know that they were looking for her, so they had to rely on Song Weixi.

Fortunately, Song Weixi often came over, so he knew where he was and knew the way. The father and son soon arrived at the studio.

Everyone in the studio recognized Song Weixi, but Song Tingyu, who appeared with him, was usually only seen on tv, newspapers, and magazines.

Song Weixi was afraid that no one else knew Song Tingyu, so he took his hand and walked in. He kept introducing him, "My father."

Her face was filled with pride.

"Hello, Mr. Song. May I speak to sister Ran Ran? She teaches in the dance room."

Song Weixi was familiar with this place. He used to come here with Su Ran on weekends or after kindergarten, so naturally he knew where Su Ran's dance room was.

He led song ting to the dance room, where melodious music came from.

It was the music of the Yunnan minority, very quiet.

As soon as song ting got close to the door, he saw Su Ran inside, dressed in a dance suit and dancing a peacock dance. His movements were graceful and devoted, and his dance was graceful.

There were still a few people in the dance room, standing around and looking at Su Ran, who was dancing in front of them. They seemed to be fascinated, so they didn't notice the others coming.

Song Tingyu knew that su ran could dance, but he had never seen her dance. Today was the first time.

He felt that Su Ran in front of him, at this moment, was like a butterfly, flying all the way, flying all the way, then bumping into his eyes and heart.

Until everything stopped, and before he could regain his senses, a small hand pulled his hand.

There was a round of applause in Song Tingyu's ear. A few people who had just watched Su Ran dance had already stepped forward, "Sister Ran Ran, you dance so well..."

Su Ran smiled and turned off the music with the remote control. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a voice outside the door: "Mom."

She paused for a moment and looked out the door. Song Weixi was here, and Song Tingyu was with her.

Perhaps because it was the weekend, Song Tingyu was not wearing his usual suit, but a black turtleneck sweater, a long gray coat, and a sense of avant-garde and steadiness.

Song Weixi was wearing a blue down hat with a fluffy hat and cowhide boots, calling out to Su Ran as he walked towards her.

"Vichy, why are you here?" Su ran pinched Song Weixi's little nose with her hand.

"Bring dad over. He said he wanted to come over and have dinner with you."

Song Weixi said as he pointed to Song Tingyu, who also walked in.

The girls around them all secretly glanced at the tall and handsome Song Tingyu and whispered, "Sister Ran Ran, is that your husband?"

Su ran nodded.

"Happy birthday, mom." Song Weixi put his arms around Su Ran's neck and gave her a big kiss on the side of her face. Then he said, "Dad said he had a gift for you."

A gift?

Su Ran was stunned. Looking at Song Tingyu who was walking towards them, he had a bunch of white roses in his hand. When he was in front of her, he handed them to her, smiled and whispered, "Su Ran, happy birthday."

Perhaps this picture was beautiful and romantic in front of many girls, so Su Ran only heard envious exclamations around him.