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Song Guo was stunned for a moment after hanging up the phone.

"I want to pay the medical fees back for grandpa, and, thank you!"

"Medical expenses?" Song Guo paused for a moment, then told everything that Tang Zixing had told her to Song Guo. After the latter heard her words, she remained silent for two seconds.

"Then let it be." After saying that, he gave his address and Song Guo quickly took out her notes.

That was the address of a high-end hotel. Song Guo was still very familiar with it, as she came out of the basement a few days ago. Song Guo was naturally very familiar with it.

The next day, her state of mind was much better after a night of rest. She walked to the living room, looked at the delivery box on the table and checked the time.

The appointed time to meet with his grandfather's grandson was almost here. Song Guo casually changed into a casual attire, tied up her long black hair, and left the house.

After they arrived at the hotel, Song Guo stood at the hotel entrance and called Tang Ziran. The phone rang for a long time before being picked up.

"What's the matter?" It was still a rich voice. Song Guo looked at the hotel's huge logo and took two steps back.

"I'm already here."

"Hmm, wait for me for two minutes."

With that, Song Guo put down her phone and stood in front of the hotel entrance with lowered eyes. Her delicate and pretty body seemed small compared to the gigantic Greek goddess of love at the hotel entrance.

When Tang Zishan saw Song Guo, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, and then he felt that his idea was really funny.

"Miss Song."

Song Guo turned around when she heard this. A tall and slender figure was standing there, wearing an expensive suit. The cut fit her perfectly. Her body was covered with a noble aura and her skin was fair. It was just her face.

With a certain charm and a certain charm, her clear peach blossom eyes were filled with starlight. Her indifferent gaze fell on Song Guo.

"You are?" Song Guo saw and did not move.

"Tang Ziqin."

Song Guo's eyes flashed with understanding as she took out her phone and looked at Tang Ziran.

"Card number."

She had already asked Tang Zixing about his medical expenses when she left the hospital.

"I don't need the money. There's something I need your help with." Tang Ziteng pushed her phone away.

Song Guo frowned. There was a trace of displeasure in her peach blossom eyes.

"Helping and paying me back are two different things. You should just take the money first. I don't like to owe others favors." What's more, it was such an inexplicable favor.

A trace of surprise flashed across Tang Zichan's eyes.

"Then let's talk about it later. What is it?" Song Guo took a step back after Tang Ziran finished talking. She looked up and down at Song Guo's face with her peach blossom eyes.

"I might not help you." After Song Guo finished, a trace of impatience flashed across Tang Zian's eyes.

"But this is grandfather's request."

"That's why I said I'd return the money to you." Song Guo's face was a little distant.

Song Guo wanted to use an old man she didn't know to restrain her. When did she, Song Guo, give others the feeling of being easily bullied?

"I didn't mean to be a moral kidnapper." Perhaps Tang Ziran realized that her words were a bit too excessive.

"But Mr. Tang did do it, didn't he?"

Song Guo discovered that she was getting more and more impatient with strangers.

However, since she was a stranger, she had no need to be patient.

She looked him up and down, then looked at the hotel behind him.

"Since Mr. Tang doesn't want to take my money, then I'll bring some cash to the hotel another day. If there's nothing else, then I'll be leaving first. Goodbye."

Tang Ziche reached out his hand to hold Song Guo's hand.

Then, a hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"Got it."

Song Guo was a little confused. She just frowned slightly as she looked at the man with such a handsome appearance.

"Grandfather said that if I can't bring you over, then I don't need to go back."

"?" Eh?

Song Guo sat in front of the elegant dressing mirror. She couldn't help but have a strange feeling in her heart as she let a muddle-headed designer, dressed in all sorts of clothes, rub and wipe her face.

There was a touch of helplessness on Tang Zi's warm face. Perhaps he also felt that his actions just now had been too abrupt.

"There's a very important party tonight. Grandpa wants me to convince you to go to it as my partner." She thought that Song Guo would promise to attend the meeting because of the medical fees, but her persistence slightly startled Tang Zishan.

In the end, Song Guo still agreed to Tang Ziran's request. She said that there was no conflict between this and the payment of medical fees.

She only helped because of the favor of her grandfather when he sent her to the hospital.

Song Guo originally had a good foundation, so it didn't take long for her to create a perfect model. When the stylish designer's eyes lit up, she felt genuinely satisfied.

Song Guo stood up and turned to Tang Ziteng.

"Let's go."

Tang ZIhan was bored out of his mind. He sat on the sofa with his head lowered, seriously playing with his phone. He only raised his head when he heard Song Guo's voice.

He couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

Song Guo was wearing a red tunic with a hollowed collar design that perfectly highlighted her exquisite collarbone. The design of the tunic and the diamonds hanging from her waist revealed her beautiful curves.

She looked sexy and charming, but she had a bit of a feminine charm to her.

"Very beautiful." Tang Zi's expression became serious, he quickly stepped forward and stretched out his hand. Song Guo was stunned for a few seconds, then she placed her hand on Tang Zian's hand, trying to get used to the shoes.

"Today's banquet is to welcome the Jin Clan's Second Young Master back to River City. Many people have come to welcome you. If you don't like it, you can sit on the side. I'll send you back soon."

Song Guo indifferently said as she raised her eyebrows.

"From your tone, it seems that you are looking for me in order to complete the mission."

"I hope Miss Song will forgive me for always feeling particularly anxious about certain things at certain times." Song Guo nodded after Tang Zishan finished his words.

A specific time was the right age for marriage. As for a specific matter, cough cough.

Song Guo's ears suddenly turned red. She suddenly wanted to quickly see that old grandpa. She really wanted to ask him why he thought she was suitable to be his granddaughter-in-law.

Of course, she didn't have the face to say that out loud.

After all, Tang Ziran had said it in such a cryptic manner.