A Joyful Boy: From Meeting the Drunk Song Qian

"It's alright, it's nice to have the honor of being a witness for Sister Tong, but..." Su Chen looked at Song Qian and Tong Wenjie: "Could you tell me what happened at the hotel today?"

"Uh..." Tong Wenjie looked at Su Chen awkwardly and pulled Song Qian to her side: "Your sister Song was with you the whole time. Let her explain to you. I have other things to do. You two can do as you please."

He pushed Song Qian toward Su Chen.

Tong Wenjie grabbed her bag and slipped away first.

Song Qian fell into Su Chen's arms, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat.

For a moment, I was somewhat intoxicated.

Fragrant jade is in my arms.

Su Chen wanted to do something, but this was clearly not the right place.

"Should we leave first?"

Song Qian nodded gently.

The two left, leaning on each other.

In the kitchen, I heard the door close outside.

Fang Yuan then asked.

Why did you go to a hotel downtown today?

"Going to look at houses with Song Qian, what's up?"

"..." Fang Yuan said helplessly.

She was clearly framing someone.

I feel like I'm the one who's really in the wrong...

Tong Wenjie rolled her eyes at him: "What we do is not important, what's important is what we see."

"So what did you see?"

“A person who looks, has a figure, body shape, and even speaks very much like you, and a woman walks out of the room.”

At this point, Wenjie threw down the vegetables and stared directly at him.

"Tell me honestly, is that you?"

“Just now, a child testified for me that the person in question was not me at all.”

Fang Yuan was speechless. How could this not be explained?

At this moment.

Fang Yuan suddenly thought of Chen Jiajia.

"By the way, didn't that girl Chen Jiajia say that her dad looks a lot like me? That person must be her dad."

"That is, my cousin."

Tong Wenjie was skeptical.

"It's strange that there are people in the world who look so alike."

.........

Su Chen and Song Qian left Tong Wenjie's house and went upstairs.

Was walking.

Suddenly, they encountered three people heading downwards.

"Teacher Song, my nephew!"

Hear this familiar voice.

Su Chen and Song Qian both trembled.

I looked up and saw it.

Wang Shengnan and Lin Dawei were standing on it, smiling at them.

Lin Miaomiao followed behind.

A head popped out.

He frantically gestured to the two of them.

"Hello, uncles and aunts, did you see Su Chen today?"

"I didn't see her." Lin Dawei said helplessly, "It's all your aunt's fault. She said she was going to give me a surprise, but she didn't even wash up properly and ended up going to nowhere."

Wang Shengnan glared at him: "You're acting like it has nothing to do with you. Maybe it's because you informed Lin Miaomiao that she's embarrassed and that's why she's hiding."

Lin Dawei didn't want to argue about this either.

She then invited Su Chen and Song Qian out for dinner, as a way of thanking them for their recent help with Lin Miaomiao's studies.

Wang Shengnan invited Shengli.

Su Chen and Song Qian couldn't escape it.

I had no choice but to agree.

He originally planned to invite Qiao Yingzi, but he went to talk to Huang Zhitao about the winter camp.

Upon hearing that it wasn't Su Chen who was cooking...

She stayed at Huang Zhitao's house for a meal.

Upon receiving the news.

Su Chen and Song Qian went out to eat with Lin Miaomiao's family.

The dinner table.

Lin Miaomiao felt as if she had returned to her own home.

Holding the menu, he knew it like the back of his hand.

She ordered five or six dishes in a row, and it looked like she wanted to order more.

Lin Dawei hit her.

"Can you finish all this food?"

"Dad, you can doubt my intelligence, but you can't doubt my appetite." Lin Miaomiao didn't even look up, her tone showing no fear whatsoever.

We ordered two more dishes.

He only stopped after Wang Shengnan's silent, threatening gaze.

Even after putting down the menu, I still felt a little unsatisfied.

“You used to like eating, but you never had such a big appetite,” Lin Dawei said, looking at Lin Miaomiao’s stomach. “Has your stomach turned into a four-dimensional pocket? Has everything you’ve eaten become cosmic garbage?”

"Dad, what you're saying is wasting food. Everything I eat turns into nutrition." Lin Miaomiao stood up and spun around. "Haven't you noticed I'm prettier than before?"

"Hehe, all I know is that my little darling is always letting in the wind, no matter how pretty she is."

"Um......"

Suddenly a nasal sound rang out in the room.

Everyone looked over.

Song Qian's face was slightly flushed, and she was breathing heavily.

It's very distressing to see.

Lin Dawei quickly asked, "Teacher Song, are you feeling unwell anywhere? Should we see a doctor?"

"Hmm...no need, just let me rest."

215: Song Qian's reason for going to the hotel: her new swimsuit?

They managed to appease Lin Miaomiao and her family.

Song Qian reached her hand under the table.

My body jolted.

He glared at Su Chen.

"There are people here, stop fooling around."

Su Chen looked at her with a puzzled expression: "What's going on?"

His expression was as innocent as could be.

It felt like I had been wronged.

But in Song Qian's eyes, it was a devilish smile.

Before she could speak.

I felt like my hand was being grabbed.

Feeling the force on her wrist, Song Qian was panting heavily with anger.