Because she owed Zhuang Yan a few big favors, Song Qingqing volunteered to contact Xia Wan to inquire about the news.
In fact, Song Qingqing's sense of Xia Wan was excellent at first.
Xia Wan came from a good background, and she never suffered much since she was a child. Before she got married, she was held by her parents in the palm of her hand, and after she got married, she was placed on the top of her heart by her husband.
But her character was not squeamish, nor was she as domineering and sharp as some of the ladies Song Qingqing had met.
She has an elegant demeanor, a gentle attitude when chatting with Song Qingqing, and speaks softly.
Song Qingqing studied painting, and Xie Ning also painted since elementary school. Xia Wan never stopped him on this point, and even helped him contact many masters.
Therefore, Xia Wan also knows a lot about art, and can easily talk to Song Qingqing.
Xia Wan often mentions Xie Ning, and his tone is mainly praise.
Song Qingqing is not surprised.
Any mother is always proud when she mentions her son in front of others.
Even if Song Qingqing noticed Xia Wan's idea of matching her and Xie Ning later, she didn't feel much resentment.
After all, Xia Wan's methods were very gentle, which didn't make her feel disgusted. Instead, she was a little curious about Xie Ning.
It wasn't until she knew what happened to Xie Ning and Zhuang Yan that she vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Recently, her relationship with Xia Wan has become much closer, and she pretends to have an attitude of interest towards Xie Ning.
Xia Wan really had the idea of letting her and Xie Ning meet.
But Xie Ning's attitude towards her is very indifferent now, let alone making an appointment to meet, even if she herself has a chance to see Xie Ning in the compound most of the time.
But with Mr. Xie in charge of the compound, it was naturally difficult for her to bring outsiders in for the family banquet. This time Xie Ning's birthday party became an excellent opportunity.
Song Qingqing and Zhuang Yan communicated and thought it was better to go down.
For some reason, Song Qingqing felt that Xia Wan was very stubborn about Xie Ning's sexuality. After several attempts, she could feel the obsession in Xia Wan.
Zhuang Yan asked her to accept the invitation to the birthday party. After all, she knew the bottom line, and with Xia Wan's obsession, if another girl came over, she might have made a fool of herself.
Xia Wan naturally noticed Xie Ning's cold expression.
This was the norm for her. She smiled and said, "This is what I mentioned to you last time. The girl in the art exhibition is called Song Qingqing."
Song Qingqing smiled at Xie Ning: "Hello."
Xie Ning was annoyed, but when facing Song Qingqing, he suppressed his anger and said hello, "Hello."
As for the fact that they had seen it before, neither of them tacitly mentioned it.
Xia Wan was already prepared to leave when Xie Ning turned his face, but seeing him greet Song Qingqing well, his eyes lit up.
She breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You all learned to draw, you should be able to chat, I'll..."
She said that she found Zhuang Yan standing beside Xie Ning, and she couldn't help but ask, "This is your friend? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Zhuang Yan greeted politely: "Hello, uncle and aunt. My name is Zhuang Yan. I'll be back soon."
Xie Jing was a little impressed by the name: "Oh... the banker's child, right? I saw you when I was a child, but I didn't expect it to be so big."
"I thought we were the first to come, but I didn't expect that someone would be one step ahead of us." Xia Wan remembered vaguely after hearing what he said.
Her eyes fell on the hands of Zhuang Yan and Xie Ning, and she couldn't help but be stunned.
Zhuang Yan said in an intimate tone, "Ningning and I came together in the morning."
Xia Wan looked at him and Xie Ning, as if realizing something, his face slowly sank.
"You..." She frowned, taking into account the presence of Song Qingqing, it was difficult to clarify her words.
Xie Ning said coldly, "Let's talk about it first."
There is no one at the moment.
Xia Wan's eyes fell on Zhuang Yan, and he inquired for a long time.
The two had already let go of their hands, and their expressions were natural when they talked.
There wasn't a lot of intimacy, and there wasn't a hug between couples—or it was inconvenient to do so because of the presence of elders.
If it is positioned as a good friend, it is also acceptable.
But there is a unique magnetic field around them.
Xia Wan didn't know how to describe it.
Obviously there is no intimate action, but you can see a little difference.
For example, when two people sat down on the sofa, their knees collided inadvertently.
Xia Wan knew that Xie Ning's temperament was cold, he didn't like to be in contact with people, and he avoided others.
But neither of them moved their knees, as if they were used to sitting so close together.
Another example is Zhuang Yan very naturally picking up the pillow behind him and handing it to Xie Ning.
Xie Ning didn't even turn his head, just took it so easily and held it in his arms.
Xia Wan couldn't even recognize that this quiet person with an air of love between his brows was her cold and untalkative son.
The fruits on the coffee table were all peeled. Zhuang Yan used a toothpick to pick up an apple slice and said, "This is delicious."
Song Qingqing ate a slice when she heard that, and replied, "It's really delicious."
Xie Ning was a little curious. He usually doesn't like fruit, especially apples, which are too sweet. He likes sour ones, such as pineapples and cherries.
But seeing Zhuang Yan and Song Qingqing both say so at this moment, his eyes couldn't help but fall on the plate with apple slices, and it flashed away.
Zhuang Yan inserted another piece, put it to his mouth, and asked, "Take a bite?"
Shane frowned.
Under Xia Wan's gaze, he bit his mouth lightly.
Zhuang Yan asked, "How is it? Isn't it delicious?"
Xie Ning chewed it twice, swallowed it, and the overflowing apple juice slid down his throat. He said sincerely, "It's very sweet."
The eyes of the two met in the air for a second.
is very sweet.
Zhuang Yan smiled.
But this interaction is a little too intimate.
Xia Wan suddenly realized why the aura between Xie Ning and Zhuang Yan made her feel familiar.
She and Xie Jing, husband and wife for decades, slowly cultivated this feeling.
Tacit and natural.
As soon as you raise your hand, the other party will know what you are going to do, and with one look, you will understand.
Xia Wan couldn't accept this discovery, and couldn't bear this unspeakable embarrassment and alienation.
She took a deep breath and, taking advantage of the fact that there were no guests now, she placed one hand on the coffee table and asked with difficulty, "What's the relationship between you two?"
Shaining paused.
He raised his eyes to look at Xia Wan, at this time, the expression on his face returned to indifference.
"What do you think our relationship is?" he asked. "Or, what do you want us to be related to?"
Zhuang Yan quietly held the back of his hand from behind and patted it twice.
It was also rare for him to see Xie Ning speak so sharply and mercilessly, and he couldn't help but want to appease him.
Unexpectedly, Xie Ning turned his head and glanced at him, his lips moved, and he made a mouth.
Zhuang Yan could see the word "nothing".
So he was relieved.
Xia Wan seemed to be a little hurt, and deceived himself: "You are... good friends?"
Xie Ning seemed to chuckle.
"If that's what you hoped..." he said slowly, getting up, "I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed."
Xie Jing frowned and said, "Ning Ning..."
"Dad, Mom." Xie Ning interrupted him, stared at Xia Wan's eyes, and said calmly, "I just saw it today, so I'll officially introduce it to you."
"This is my boyfriend, Zhuang Yan."
The living room was suddenly silent.
Xia Wan looked at Xie Ning quietly, like a confrontation.
About ten seconds later, or longer.
Xia Wan opened his mouth, his chest heaving twice: "Ning Ning, are you kidding us?"
Xie Ning seems to have given up talking to her: "As you think."
Xia Wan didn't mention it in one breath: "It's impossible... I don't agree!"
"It won't affect me whether you agree or not." At this time, Xie Ning raised the corners of his lips and smiled, "I'm not here to ask your opinions today, I'm just here to inform you."
He lowered his head and said slowly, "He is my boyfriend, now and in the future."
The author has something to say: a shorter chapter first, there should be more in the evening.