Good Morning, Mr. President!

The scene suddenly became extremely cold, and everyone didn't speak, just watching them both. The old man glanced over Song Zhixing, then fell to his grandson, and again fell to Song Zhixing, with some exploration and reflection in his eyes.

He has always been a keen person-in fact, the last time he found out that their second child's overwhelming response to the matter that Xingxing was going back to the Li family, but he never thought about it. Because his grandson has always been a modest person, as usual, he should not do those extraordinary things.

But now ...

"Master, you can start cooking." At this moment, the servant's voice sounded suddenly. Everyone ’s emotions were loosened because of the insertion of the side voice. Only Tang Yu's face was cooler, his eyes were still condensed on Song Zhixing's face, his thin lips opened, and he said, "If you think clearly, I will Stay with you! "

Never leave you ...

Song Zhixing sank again and again, only to feel that his whole body was shrouded in coldness.

She was silent and lowered her head.

Tang Yu had already taken the lead, and without looking at her, walked towards the restaurant with no expression.

"Okay, go and eat." The old man yelled and everyone got up. Song Zhixing finally got up to help Mr. Tang.

Mr. Tang family holds a metal crutch in one hand and is supported by Song Zhixing in one hand. He glanced down and touched the obvious loss on Song Zhixing's face. He was a little bit sure about the bold ideas just now. Still feel shocked and horrified.

If these two guys really did something extraordinary, would they still have it? Let the old man of the Li family know that he is not angry enough to directly sigh?

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Song Zhixing still sits on the side of Tang Yu. Throughout dinner time, Tang Yu's face was so ugly that the scene was somewhat rigid. Song Zhixing sat next to him, feeling that everyone would be frozen, the atmosphere did not dare to pant, and the chopsticks did not move a few times.

"Second brother, don't be stern, then I will be depressed again." Among the brothers, Tang and Song have always been the most restless. He was in a bad mood today, and now he is even It's bipolar. Tang Yan, turning his eyes to one side, "San Brother, do you mean it?"

"I have no influence." Tange (Jue) should not talk to him at all, put vegetables in the bowl, and speak to her with a gentler voice than ever before, "You are pregnant now ,eat more."

柒 柒 Wenwan smiled, "The doctor said that eating too much will make it difficult for a child to grow too old."

Two people, completely unaffected by the outside world, only focused on Xiu En's love to kill dogs.

Tang and Song didn't show affection, as if inadvertently, glanced at Mo Liangyan, who was sitting next to Tang Yi, across his face, and stroked a complex color. Suddenly there was no appetite.

For a meal, it was particularly quiet.

After dinner, Mr. Tang called several men to the side hall to discuss matters. He also called Mo Liangyan in the middle.

I was pregnant and drowsy, so my servant led her upstairs to sleep. Tang Fei had an appointment and left early. After that, there were only Tang Youyou and Song Zhixing peeling fruits and watching TV in the hall.

They talk about things for hours. Song Zhixing was asleep on the sofa. When you woke up, Tang Youyou shot her.

"Aunt Yoyo." She rubbed her sleepy eyes and subconsciously glanced at the side hall. "Are they still talking?"

"Well. I'm leaving, Xingxing, will you go with me, or will you let your uncle send you?" Tang Youyou has already stood up.

Song Zhixing remembered Tang Yu ’s indifferent attitude towards himself, “It ’s not too much trouble for the second uncle to send it. However, I must go and say hello to Grandpa first.

"Go. By the way, also speak for me. I drive out of the car and wait for you at the door." Tang Youyou said, carrying the bag out of the door.

Song Zhixing put on slippers, got up, and walked towards the hall.

Outside, it was completely dark. In the villa, the dazzling crystal lights illuminate the whole house like daylight. At this moment, the servants also returned to the room in the backyard, and in the large villa, there was only Song Zhixing alone, and he looked very quiet.

She came to the entrance of the side hall and was about to knock. However, when the hand touched the doorknob, the door of the side hall was pushed open with a small slit.

The door was not completely closed.

The lights inside ran out, and Song Zhixing looked in through a small door slit, and saw a group of several people sitting inside—the genes of the Tang family were surprisingly good, cold, charming, gentle, mad, unruly Yes, five young men with different feelings sitting on the sofa are the most eye-catching scenery, which is definitely enough to make all women salivating and bloody.

Song Zhixing's eyes glanced over them and fell to Tang Yushi, but he could not pull away. She was most afraid of Tang Yu, followed by Tang Yan and Tang Yi. These three people are more or less not close. In contrast, she prefers the gentle and handsome fourth uncle Tang Wei and the humorous and interesting fifth uncle Tang and Song.

However, since when has her eyes only focused on the second uncle?

When I was thinking about it, I only heard the voice of Father Tang, "You all have to look at the template of the wedding invitation and pick the best one."

wedding invitation?

Song Zhixing was stunned. Who is getting married?

"Second, this wedding, Han Yan's father, you are responsible for picking it up in person." Father's words sounded again.

"Um. I see." Tang Yu answered. The voice is always plain.

These words were clear in the ear, and Song Zhixing shook his body.

and so……

Are you going to get married?

That day, in his office, he said he would be her little aunt. It turned out that it wasn't just talking ...

Song Zhixing was stiffened at the door, and his head seemed to be deprived of oxygen. He was too dizzy to stand still.

He is getting married ...

He really wants to marry my aunt ...

This idea kept turning in my mind. The heart seemed to have been dug up and immersed in formalin. The fermented swelling constantly caused her chest to spasm.

No wonder, knowing she's leaving, he won't keep her like he used to ...

No wonder, that day in the office, he would say that kissing her before was just too unconscious ...

The more you think, the more sour your heart becomes. On her chest, waves of gigantic **** forced her eyes red. She wanted to turn around and leave—no, she should pack up and leave here immediately, leaving the city of Utah. However, her legs were so heavy as to be filled with lead, and she could not even take a step.

Breathing is also getting harder and harder to breathe.

"Xingxing, why are you still standing here?" Tang Youyou parked his car, waited for a while, and did not wait for Song Zhixing to return.