Chapter 237： heart last month

Chapter 237 Heart Last Moon

"Gambling."

Song Yueliang raised her eyes and looked at the man, "If you dare to bet with me for having nothing, I have to save face. Song Ziyu, go back and get your things ready."

"I may not be the one who needs to prepare, Song Yueliang, don't underestimate people."

After making a bet, Song Ziyu left without turning his head, and his back was determined.

After he left, Chen Mo knocked on the door and came in, "I think he's really going all out this time."

Song Yueliang smiled, "It's the first time that he can make me admire him."

"Admiration?"

"I admire his courage, but his strength... is far worse than his courage."

"If Mr. Song dares to make this bet, he is sure to win. Mr. Song, be careful of the opponent's backhand."

"Ok."

Song Yueliang lowered her eyes.

Based on what she knew about Song Chunsheng, he must have initiated the bet this time.

Song Ziyu didn't have the brains, nor did he have the guts to bet on Song's shares.

Since Song Chunsheng dared to gamble, he must think that he is sure of winning.

The way that despicable person can think of to manipulate her is nothing more than repeating the old tricks, clamping down on her weakness and forcing her to submit.

Song Yueliang looked out the window sideways, her eyes were cold.

Her weakness, one is in the idler's villa, which is the territory of Mr. Tang, and Song Chunsheng and Song Ziyu dare not make up their minds.

The rest are all in Taoxi Village.

Song Chunsheng will reach out to Taoxi Village.

While meditating, Chen Mo exclaimed suddenly, "Huh? Why are there so many balloons popping up all of a sudden?"

Song Yueliang stared at the big glass window of the office, and at some point, colorful balloons were floating.

"There is still a word on the balloon!" Chen Mo exclaimed again, a person who has always been calm and rigid rarely showed his emotions, and walked to the window curiously, "When will the moon and moon fall? With, me, and the moon...?"

Chen Mo read, frowning, "Who sells balloons downstairs in our Taifeng? No, Mingyue...Mr. Song, Mr. Fu always calls you Moon, this Mingyue can't be referring to you?"

Song Yueliang was silent, walked slowly to the window and looked downstairs, her complexion was as pale as an old dog, and the tips of her ears were red.

In the most conspicuous place of the square downstairs, a huge heart shape was made with flowers at the moment. A tall and handsome man in a black windbreaker stood among the heart-shaped flowers, looking up.

Even though it was far away, Song Yueliang seemed to be able to see the smile in his eyes, gentle and affectionate.

In front of the man, there was still a chubby dumpling standing.

Xiao Tuanzi was wearing a pink woolen hat and a pink padded jacket. Her little hands in pink gloves were raised high, holding a couplet in each hand and kept waving in her direction.

Shanglian: Hope to hold your hand.

Xialian: I hope my wish will come true.

A moment later, the man held up a banner: Heart on the moon.

The crowd was in full view, and the father and daughter just held balloons and couplets and swayed in her direction.

Around the father and daughter, Song Yueliang also saw many acquaintances.

Master Fu, Granny Zhang, Yan Xi, Dong Dong, Uncle Gui, the old village head, Chen Jianhe and his wife.

Even Goudan, Huazi and other little dolls came, squatting five or six behind the flowers, blowing up balloons vigorously.

Song Yueliang looked at it, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, and after Bao Liang's eyes were filled with a smile, she disappeared with a soft light.

"Mr. Song, if you don't go down, those little dolls blowing balloons will be exhausted." Chen Mo reminded.

Song Yueliang chuckled, turned around and ran out of the office, and ran downstairs.

Employees on all floors of Taifeng Real Estate have seen their cold and strong female boss with their own eyes, and the corners of their eyes are full of spring.

The employees are buzzing.

It was time to leave work at noon, and many employees bravely followed the boss quietly, watching her rush to the square in front of the building, and stopped until she ran in front of the man in black.

The male employees are also mature.

For a period of time, I came to Taifeng to report every day, and every time I stayed in the boss's office. Among the people who chased the boss, he was the most sticky and shameless.

The key is that the big guy found out later that the man's identity is unusual, not only the son of a wealthy family, but also the father of their boss's daughter!

"It's done! Seeing Mr. Fu's posture, is he asking for marriage?"

"Handsome and beautiful! I am not surprised that he can catch up with the boss!"

"Aren't you farting? They both have children! It means that Mr. Song has already taken a fancy to him, otherwise he can have children?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, next time Mr. Fu comes over again, should we change our words? Boss?"

"... If you can talk, talk more, and President Song will give you a promotion later!"

Behind the lobby door on the first floor of Taifeng, a bunch of people are crowded together, watching the excitement is not a big deal.

Fortunately, he knew how to turn down the volume while talking, so as not to disturb the business going on in the square not far away.

Song Yueliang wore a gray woolen coat today, her hair was loose, tall and cold, and her bright face softened the edges and corners because of the smudged smile, reducing her usual attack power.

With such an amiable and gentle appearance, the man's eyes flashed, and he wanted to pull her over immediately and hide her in his arms so that no one else could see her.

Fu Yanchi restrained himself, raised his heart on the moon, stared at the woman and asked with a smile, "Moon, can I get my wish today?"

Song Yueliang looked back at him, smiled without saying a word.

Qiqi pestle was in front of the two of them, and when he looked up, he could only see the chins of his parents.

Dad said he was going to propose to his mother today, whether she can succeed depends on whether she is clever enough.

If she is not smart, Dad will die alone!

Seeing that her father had already spoken, but her mother did not answer, Qiqi was so anxious that she held up the couplet with her left hand and waved her right hand, "Mom! Mom! Look, Dad said this is his declaration of marriage proposal! Did you see it? Mom, you agree!" Yeah? Promise?"

The baby was so anxious that he didn't ask or answer, so he just shouted the word "Yes". After listening too much, the mother might agree in a confused way.

Dad is very suitable to be with mother.

Besides Dad, Mom may never find someone so weak and easy to bully, and she still laughs when she can't fight back.

When this thought flashed through Qiqi's mind, she got stuck.

Yesterday, Uncle Wang said, Dad can fight three times in a fight?

Wa'er frowned worriedly, "Mom, how many can you hit?"

For the first time in his life, Fu Yanchi reacted so quickly. He hugged his daughter and swore, "Your mother can beat three fathers!"

Qiqi's eyes lit up.

Mr. Fu and Zhang Xifeng and his party came to help testify and join in the fun, and were amused by the baby's reaction.

Song Yueliang slightly bent her eyes, and took her daughter over, her beautiful eyes lightly glanced at the nervous man, "Where's the ring?"

She asked, stretching out her left hand towards the man.

When Fu Yanchi took out the ring, she was so excited that she almost dropped the ring box on the ground.

Opening the velvet box and taking out the diamond ring, Fu Yanchi knelt down on one knee under the gaze of everyone, and solemnly put the ring on the woman's beautiful and slender finger, and then tightly held her whole hand.

From this moment, his moon finally stopped in his palm.