It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 374 He just married you because of responsibility (5)

As soon as the two got out of the elevator, they saw Su Jiumi standing at the elevator entrance.

And Nan Huaixin beside her.

When Yu Chiguang saw Su Jiumi first, he smiled and called out, "Miss Su."

Su Jiumi was still the same as before, nodding at her with a cold face.

Nan Huaixin stood a little behind, so Yu Chiguang only saw him when he came over.

"Uncle Xiaonan?"

"Well, here comes the little girl." Nan Huaixin smiled kindly.

There were a few people following behind him, and Yu Chiguang had some impressions of them all, only vaguely remembering their positions.

Yu Chiguang looked at them with a smile: "Thank you everyone."

"Should be."

Then they went back to their own business.

Yu Chiguang exchanged a few words with Nan Huaixin again.

While they were chatting.

Su Jiumi at the side called out in a low voice: "Mr. Song." It was a greeting.

Song Qing took a step closer after hearing the words and asked her in a low voice: "Have you done what you were asked to do?"

Su Jiumi squinted her eyes in disdain: "Mr. Song, please don't doubt my ability. Also, if this kind of crap happens again in the future, don't bother me. You can solve it yourself."

"Yeah." Song Qingyi raised his eyebrows, why did Su Jiumi seem to be getting more and more tempered since he came to Yu's.

"Song Qingyi, come here."

At this time, Yu Chiguang who was on the side turned his head and waved to Song Qing.

Song Qingyi heard the sound, looked up at her, walked over with a smile.

"This is Uncle Xiaonan, I liked him when I was young." As soon as Song Qingyi walked over, Yu Chiguang pulled him to Nan Huaixin.

Song Qing called out with a smile: "Uncle Nan." Then he turned his head and glanced at Yu Chiguang.

She pulled his sleeve with her left hand, and smiled proudly: "Uncle Xiaonan, this is me... sir, Song Qingyi."

Nan Huaixin was taken aback for a while, just now he heard the young man call him "Uncle Nan", so he guessed that this young man was the current president of the Song Corporation, Song Qingyi.

Although I have seen it once before, but there are too many people, I just glanced at it vaguely, and vaguely felt that it was a fierce person.

Looking at it now, he treated Yu Chiguang very well.

Just look at the gentle smile on his face.

"Mr. Song, hello." Although Nan Huaixin's heart had turned upside down, the expression on his face did not change much, and he stretched out his hand to Song Qingyi: "I have admired your name for a long time, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Song Qingyi also stretched out his hand to shake him back: "I often hear Yuyu talking about you."

He could tell that this man named Nan Huaixin's concern for Yu Chiguang was not fake, but genuine.

In fact, he also met Nan Huaixin when he was a child.

He remembered that time when Yu Chiguang came back from kindergarten to play with him.

But he just got a very strange jigsaw puzzle at that time, and he was very interested. After Yu Chiguang said three times that he wanted Song Qing to play with her dolls, Song Qingyi still ignored her.

So, as soon as Yu Chiguang got angry, he said that he would go to the company to find his parents and uncle Xiaonan.

Song Qingyi, who is only in his teens, also thinks so.

Finally raised his head: "I'll ask the driver to take you there."

"Hmph." Little Yu Chiguang pretended to be angry, and finally paid attention to her.

Later, it was Song Qingyi who sent her there, and even played with her company for an evening.

It was at that time that he also met this man named Nan Huaixin.

Song Qing came back from his thoughts and went to the chairman's office with Yu Chiguang.

He suddenly found that he remembered everything about Yu Chiguang.

From childhood to adulthood, no matter how trivial it is, as long as it is about Yu Chiguang, he will remember everything.

It's not because the mind is smart and the memory is faster than ordinary people.

It's that people's brains will react differently to important people.

(End of this chapter)