Chapter 191: At the house of Mrs.

"Where did you go?"

When he was mentioned in the past, Song Nan was so angry that he had a thick neck and red eyes with his eyes to Mrs. Song: "You should take care of your daughter!"

"What my daughter? My daughter is not your daughter?" Mrs. Song retorted back.

The couple are like you, I am arguing with one sentence.

Song Haoyue was upset and strode toward the garage.

"Big sister." Song Yongmei suddenly stopped her.

Song Haoyue turned back and looked at her without anger.

Song Yongmei said pitifully: "Gu Shao said that he would let his lawyer handle me. What should I do?"

Song Yuyue coldly said: "Let his lawyer handle it! This is what you take for yourself!"

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Cheng Jianping's villa building style.

Resplendent and magnificent.

Valuable marble steps, carpets, jade stone statues, everything is extremely luxurious.

The moment that Song Wu wor walked in, it seemed as if she was standing in the bustling palace built by her and Xuan Dong Xuan.

“What kind of tea do you like to drink, or a drink?” Mrs. Er is very enthusiastic about hosting Song Worry.

Mrs. Hull wore a deep purple cheongsam, and the long hair of the waist was rolled up with a jade and placed in the back of the head.

The whole person looks dignified and elegant, graceful and luxurious.

When asked, Song Wushou suddenly thought of Gu Yu’s stewed chrysanthemum chicken soup, and she blurted out: “Chrysanthemum.”

Mrs. Harle laughed: "Okay."

Then he told the servant to give Song Wu worry a cup of wild chrysanthemum.

"One day next month is the birthday of my eldest son. One day is the wedding anniversary of my lover. I want to dress up on these two important days."

Mrs. Seoul smiled and looked at Song Wuwei: "I want you to help me make two beautiful cheongsams, Mrs. Gu, I am asking for this, but not?"

After all, she is Mrs. Gu and her status is honorable.

Song Wuxi shook his head, and Mrs. Er was so polite to her, she was somewhat disgusted.

"Not too much." She smiled. "If you feel embarrassed, pay me a fee."

Mrs. Seoul was a glimpse first, then smiled happily: "Pay! Of course I will pay!"

Mrs. Er’s wife took the hand of Song Worry intimately and smiled. “I don’t know why, I have a feeling of deja vu when I see you.”

Song was worried and coveted, and glanced at the hand held by Mrs. Er.

This is the first time that someone has held her hand so intimately -

"Mrs. Er, it is not easy to make clothes. I will start to help you measure the size." Song Wuxi looked at Mrs. Er.

"Well, I will tell you the colors I like, and the pattern." Mrs. Er gently took Song Worry's hand on the floor and went back to her room.

Song Wuxi gave Mrs. Er’s measurements, and Xu Jing wrote down next to him.

Mrs. Er also told Song Worry that he liked the color, and some patterns.

After finishing these tasks, Mrs. Er took a chat with Song Worry and had a tea snack.

Midway, Mugo called a phone call.

Mugo: "No worries, Auntie is on a business trip, are you bored and not bored?"

Song Wuyou: "Not boring."

Mugo: "Oh, I still think that if you are bored, come to my ranch to play. Pastoral this summer vacation, you bring Xu Jing to lively and lively."

Song Wushou: "Change the day, I am now at the house of Mrs.

When she was listening to the past, she looked a little surprised: "Are you at the house of Mrs. Er's?"

After a few more chats, Song Worry hangs up. Thinking of ranch horse-riding archery, Song has no worries.