In the ward, Zhao's mother and Xia Zhan are chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere is harmonious. Taking advantage of their speaking skills, Zhao's father gives Zhao Mengying a look.

Zhao Mengying strange to follow him out, some do not understand: "Dad, what words, can't say in it!"

Zhao's father's brow was tense and his expression was very serious: "Mengying, tell me honestly why Xiazhan came here, and whether you have any relationship with him."

What he wants to say is whether it is a relationship between men and women. Otherwise, according to Xia Zhan's status, why would he come to visit a neighbor 800 years ago? On this point, Zhao Fu and Zhao Mengying have the same views.

Zhao Mengying heard the hidden meaning of Zhao's father's words. She couldn't help crying and laughing. At the same time, she felt very ridiculous: "Dad, what are you talking about? How can I do with him? I don't know why he came here. It's estimated that he has nothing to do for a while."

Her eyes were clear and bright, without any expression of guilty. Zhao's father thought that he knew his daughter well enough. After hearing the speech, he put down his heart: "it's not good. Mengying, it's not dad who pours cold water on you. There's a big gap between you and him."

He could see that the more his wife looked at Xia Zhan, the more he liked it. It was the thought of looking at her son-in-law. However, how could she not accept the fact that the Zhao family was not Zhao family.

It's not so easy to get in.

"Dad, I know that you don't have to worry about emotional matters for me." Zhao Mengying thought, perhaps only really find a boyfriend, can let parents at ease.

"What, you want me to introduce you to." Song huaishuang takes a sip of coffee and sprays it directly. She wipes the corners of her lips in embarrassment and confirms again and again that she heard nothing wrong.

After Zhao's mother is discharged from hospital, song huaishuang looks for Zhao Mengying to go out to play together. Unexpectedly, the other party gives her such a bombing news.

"Yes." Zhao Mengying nodded solemnly, and her face was tight. She said that she was very serious: "I think about it. I don't have a suitable person around me. Your family has a wide network of people and knows a lot of people. Can you introduce it to me?"

For the first time, she asked someone to talk about this kind of emotional private affairs. Even though her face was indifferent and her ears were red, she was a little embarrassed and unnatural.

"The introduction, of course, is no problem." Song huaishuang took a sip of coffee and said, "just, do you really think about it? Or are you forced by your family? "

She is afraid that Zhao Mengying is in a stimulus, impulsive behavior, do not want her later regret.

"It's my own thinking. I'm old enough. It's time to find someone." Emotional things, Zhao Mengying do not want to say: "if you have, help me introduce, if you can see eye, settle down, also good."

She pretended to be relaxed, but I don't know why, there is a sadness spreading in her heart.

"Are you Mr. Zhao away?" Xia Zhan repressed his anger and felt that he was fighting against here. He came here three times, but twice he couldn't see anyone.

The front desk laughs helplessly: "Zhao Zong really went out."

In order to prove that she really didn't lie, the front desk lady thought about it and added, "just now, a Mr. Fang came to see Mr. Zhao. He should have gone out to eat together."

The man surnamed Fang, Xia Zhan's face suddenly darkened. He specially grasped the time point to come over. She Zhao Mengying was OK and went out to eat with other men directly.

"Mr. Xia, why don't you go back first? I'll call you when Mr. Zhao comes back." Such a Buddha standing beside her, the front desk lady said that the pressure was great, and she said bravely.

"No, I'll go to her office and wait!" He wants to see when Zhao Mengying and a wild man can eat. However, Xia Zhan, who is very angry, has no idea that he is not qualified to say this at all.

Zhao Mengying a little embarrassed to close the broken hair in her ears, the shallow smile softened her partial cold face: "my company arrived, today's trouble you."

Song huaishuang is very efficient. He mentioned the blind date with her two days ago. Today, he called her and told her that she had found a good candidate and asked them to have a meal together.

At least, up to now, Zhao Mengying is quite satisfied with Fang Kai. Although she runs a medium-sized enterprise, she has the shrewdness of business people, but she can't find fault in dealing with people.

"It's a good thing for a qualified man to send girls back." Fang Kai smiles. He also has a good sense of Zhao Mengying. He wants to continue to develop: "it's very good to have a concert in the evening. Then I'll come to pick you up and have a look together, OK?"

The height of the third floor and the huge floor to floor window design just can see everything clearly below. Seeing Zhao Mengying smiling at other men like flowers, Xia Zhan grinds his teeth angrily, and his heart is full of jealousy. He is eager to rush up and drag them away.

Fortunately, there was still a little bit of sense left in him, and he tried to restrain his outburst of anger.

"Do you know how to come back?" Zhao Mengying was stunned by the strange voice of yin and Yang. She didn't know if it was her illusion. How could she hear her jealousy from each other's words, just like being caught in bed by her husband.Pooh, Pooh, Pooh, she's such a terrible metaphor.

Zhao Mengying felt that she must be too tired to have such a ridiculous illusion: "I don't want to go here, but it's you. When did you come here?"

It's like her office is like the back garden of the other party's home. She can leave whenever she wants and come whenever she wants.

"I want to discuss the project with you." Xia Zhan gnaws his teeth, and the characters seem to jump out word by word. In this case, how can he shamelessly admit that he wants to have dinner with the other party.

Zhao Mengying blinked suspiciously, the project is almost completed, what else to discuss!

In a twinkling of an eye, thinking of Xia Zhan's small bellied temperament, Zhao Mengying kindly did not say it through, with his nod: "well, you wait for me, I will bring the project book."