Chapter 75

Their voices were not high or low. Jiang Yun listened to them and said, "Nanyu, Miss Qin is very generous. It's also your blessing."

"Ma, that's right."

In front of outsiders, Lu Nanyu has always been an obedient child, which has been the case since a long time ago. After all, she gave him the future.

Lu Nanyu's bad premonition finally falls. Jiang Yun is trying to make them up. Song Jin also sees that she has a headache. If Jiang Yun joins in, Qin Yanran has a better chance of winning.

She thought about things in her heart and didn't pay attention to her mobile phone at all. Until Jiang Yun reminded her, she found that the mobile phone on one side was shaking, and it was Lu Nancheng.

She had to pick up: "sorry, I'm going out to take a call."

Seeing Lu Nancheng's phone call, Jiang Yun thought that their relationship was better?

Song Jin took a cell phone out of the private room, has been walking along the corridor to the window to stop.

"Hello, Mr. Lu, what's your instruction?" Her tone was lazy and a little discouraged.

Lu Nancheng just got out of the morning meeting, and now he is standing in front of the French window sipping his coffee. The sunshine outside the window falls on him, and he is bathed in the Brilliance: "is the blind date going well?"

"Well, maybe you will have a sister-in-law soon. Are you happy?"

"Are you happy?"

Song Jin smiles: "happy, Qin Yanran is my friend."

"I can't hear a trace of displeasure."

Lu Nancheng deliberately teases. Song Jin is surprised and touches her face. Is it obvious what she does?

"You must be wrong."

"Plastic flower friendship."

“……”

Lu Nancheng is a day not to ridicule her, in the heart uncomfortable? Song Jin is not angry: "nothing else I hang up."

"What's Nan Yu's attitude?"

"I look like I like it."

Song Jin can't figure out whether Lu Nanyu's words on the table are polite or sincere.

"You'd better ask him yourself."

"Well, come to me when it's over, and I'll send someone to pick you up."

"No, I'm not as rich as you think."

In the phone, Lu Nancheng was smiling low, and the mellow magnetic voice came, a little bit stained in her heart. Listening to his laughter, she felt that her heart was shaking, but this subtle feeling soon dissipated.

"I'm dead. I can't be out for long."

"Well, go ahead."

Lu Nancheng, listening to her last goodbye, naturally turned up. After the last sip of coffee, he raised his hand and loosened his neck tie. He half squinted at the downstairs. His office was on the top floor of Lu's family, and nearly half of the imperial city scenery.

Song Jin answers the phone and goes back. The atmosphere in the private room enlivens inexplicably. Even the chair between Qin Yanran and Lu Nanyu is taken away inexplicably. They are closer. She is stunned. But in a few minutes, she misses something wonderful.

Jiang Yun reaches out his hand and pulls Song Jin to sit down: "what's the matter in Nancheng?"

She shook her head: "let me pass in a moment."

Jiang Yun knows that Song Jin's cooking is in line with Nancheng's taste. Now she is basically in charge of the three meals. This time she sees her son, he is more mellow than before, and has no previous sense of thinness.

"Well, if you're in a hurry, you go first."

"Don't worry."

Song Jin will not miss such a good opportunity, she is ready to destroy.

Su Yirou's eyes fell on the two children who were talking. She wanted to give them a chance to get along with each other, so she took Jiang Yun and said, "if Mrs. Lu has time today, let's go for a beauty salon, and Xiaojin will go with her."

Song Jin doesn't want to leave. She hasn't found a chance yet.

"Well, the children's affairs still depend on them. Nanyu, I'll go with your aunt Su first. You can talk with Miss Qin more and remember to send people back after the end."

Jiang Yun didn't want to sit here and get involved. He simply pushed the boat along the river and went with Mrs. Qin.

Song Jin is still sitting, not to go, such a big light bulb, Su Yirou how can let go.

Jiang Yun also pulled her to get up, and she swept today's leading role with a smile: "you talk, I'll go first."

Lu Nanyu gets up to see them off. Qin Yanran's heart is going to jump to her throat. Finally, it's just the two of them. She has to show her best and take him down at one stroke.

She deliberately lifted the hair scattered on her shoulders, and then pulled the corners of her mouth, trying to make a good-looking expression. She remembers that others said that she had a good-looking smile and tilted her body to face him.

Song Jin goes outside the club with two mothers and refuses Su Yirou's invitation to go to the beauty salon together.

After they left, she stood at the door of the club with her lips pursed. Today, she did nothing but look for opportunities next time.

Song Jin had to take a taxi straight to Lu's, all the way into the office, so big room empty, she bravely stepped in, after closing the door, the spirit of the body was instantly taken away, throw off the high-heeled shoes, lean on the sofa.

The whole person seems to have no support, lying on the top of the soft, shoes are off the crooked, chin with a soft armrest, one hand out of the mobile phone to watch, point into Qin Yanran's circle of friends, since the last time was cleared, no messy photos.Song Jin took a breath, simply put away the mobile phone, got up and leaned cross legged on the sofa, thinking about how to go next.

Suddenly, a sound comes from the door. Lu Nancheng pushes the door with a document. At first sight, he sees Song Jin, who is depressed and deaf, pulling her head. With a thump in her heart, her voice sinks.

"Is the wig coming off?"

"Don't stare at my wig. I'll be stressed."

Today's style is specially made, just for the sake of the moment, Song Jin straightened her disordered wig and put on high heels again.

"How soon is the blind date over?"

"Nan Yu and Miss Qin are in contact. It's not suitable for me to have such a big light bulb."

"You know you're a light bulb, too?"

"As Nanyu's sister-in-law, shouldn't I care?"

Song Jin is too lazy to talk to him. Holding her head high, she walks to the French window with cat's steps. The sound of high-heeled shoes sounds like stepping on the heart of Lu Nancheng. His eyes move with her sharp heels, and finally go up along her trouser legs and fall on her proud little face. His eyes are black.

Lu Nancheng turns over the documents, and the sound of his feet rings out again. In his heart, daddada, dada, dada, he can't close the documents quietly.

Song Jin is unconscious and continues to walk back and forth in the room. She enjoys listening to the crisp voice very much. She turns her head and looks at his tight face. Her eyebrows are erect and her eyes seem to be covered with ice.

She naturally nuzui: "Lu boss does not work, staring at me to do what?"

"There are slippers at the door."

She took the opportunity to look at a pair of men's slippers behind the door. She suddenly understood and walked with cat's steps.

Ah, it's understandable that rich people ask for more. Song Jin changes his big slippers, and her small feet can almost roll inside. She continues to walk back and forth in the office with her slippers on. Her slim figure is shaking in front of her eyes. Even if she doesn't look up, she knows that Lu Nancheng can't concentrate on his office as usual. She seems to have a claw in her heart.