Chapter 1300

Song Ziming did not answer, but took a faint look at the woman beside her.

The woman was not at ease, and then said to herself, "let's go together. It's fate to meet. In the end, there's not much money."

However, Su Xiangwan did not want to have any intersection with song Ziming. PI xiaorou refused: "forget it. I dare not take Mr. Song's things, lest Miss Qian become the second Li Qingqing. I may not have such a big life at that time."

Song Ziming stares at her and doesn't make a sound. Her look is still very gentle, but there is a deep complexity in her eyes.

After that, Su turned to ask the salesman to pack the clothes and didn't plan to greet them again.

After all, this is not even a friend, want to even face on the need to live.

What's more, what Su Xiangwan said just now is true.

First of all, she didn't want to owe song Ziming anything. Second, he helped Li Qingqing's last time.

Besides, listen to my brother.

The child in Li Qingqing's stomach was beaten by him.

Su Xiangwan gently droops her eyes, oh, he is as heartless as ever.

Xiaoxiao did not understand to see two people a few eyes, also did not say much.

After su checks in the evening, she puts on her sunglasses again, carries her clothes and leaves Xiaoxiao.

Song Ziming's eyes still fall on Su Xiangwan's back, I don't know what to think about, until her figure disappears, her eyes have never been taken back.

Qian Yanan's face was a little ugly: "Zi Ming, people are gone, what do you still see?"

Song Ziming slowly withdrew his sight, and did not care whether Qian Yanan was unhappy. Wen Sheng said, "are you ready? Do you want to try it? "

Qian Yanan's anger was just a little scattered, and he began to pick up his clothes.

But after a while, she couldn't help saying, "Ziming, you and Is Su Xiangwan really just a friend? "

Song Ziming looked directly at her and was not angry: "what do you want to say?"

Vaguely aware that he seems to be a little unhappy, Qian Yanan immediately said with a smile: "nothing, just see you are quite familiar."

Song Ziming did not speak.

Qian Yanan looked at him quietly, and his heart sank a little.

Although song Qingming and his grandson still have a good reputation in the past, he still has a bad reputation with his grandson.

In addition, there are many people who want to marry him.

She had been with him for several months, and naturally there were few other women to follow her, but never a woman could give her such a sense of crisis as Su Xiangwan.

But obviously, Su Xiangwan is already married, even the mother of two children.

Qian Yanan comforts herself repeatedly that they are impossible. It may be a woman's intuition. She always thinks that Su Xiangwan is different from others for song Ziming.

Qian Yanan hid these thoughts in the bottom of his heart and did not dare to ask.

After picking a few clothes and strolling around with song Ziming, they went to a western restaurant upstairs.

On the other hand, after su Xiangwan and Li Xiaoxiao bought a lot of things, they also felt a little tired.

Li Xiaoxiao put on a new pair of high-heeled shoes on her feet. Little girl seldom wears them. Just after su Xiangwan picked a pair for her, she put them on happily.

The heel is not high, which is about three or four centimeters. However, the heel is very thin, which is not easy for Li Xiaoxiao who doesn't wear high-heeled shoes very much.