Zhou Manli hugged Song Jingwan, screaming her heart and baby. Seeing Huo Ningxi who just got out of the car from the corner of the eye, his eyes lit up and he became more enthusiastic immediately.
"Ning Xi, did you send Wanwan back?"
Thinking about it this way, she completely forgot to ask Song Yaoyao why she didn't come back in the same car with Song Jingwan.
All her heart was on Huo Ningxi, and she warmly invited him to sit at home.
"Old Song! Come out quickly, Ning Xi is here! Where's Ah Chuan? Come on, hurry up and tell the young master to go downstairs!"
"Auntie, don't worry..."
Huo Ningxi deliberately refused, but Zhou Manli was too enthusiastic. Seeing Song's father Song Rui also came out to greet him, he could only swallow the words of refusal.
"Ning Xi, thank you for sending me back." Song Jingwan walked to Huo Ningxi's side, walked side by side towards the house with him, and said gratefully.
Under the night sky, her delicate little face seemed to be dyed with starlight, and her beauty was fresh and refined.
Seeing that Huo Ningxi couldn't help but move in his heart, the impatience also disappeared, "It's just on the way, there is nothing to thank, let's go in."
"Yeah~" Song Jingwan smiled contentedly, and followed Huo Ningxi obediently.
Before going in, Huo Ningxi suddenly remembered something and turned his head to take a look.
The courtyard of the villa was brightly lit, and the servants had already dragged Song Jingwan's luggage and surrounded them to leave.
In the huge yard, only a petite and slender girl was left dragging her luggage. Under the night sky, her shadow was dragged long.
She lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly, which inexplicably made Huo Ningxi feel a little lonely.
Song Jingwan noticed Huo Ningxi's distraction, followed his gaze, and pursed her lips. Immediately reached out and gently tugged at his sleeve, "Ning Xi, what are you looking at? Come in quickly!"
Huo Ningxi recovered, nodded, "Yes."
A group of people sat down in the living room. Compared with the coolness of late autumn outside, the interior was obviously much more comfortable and warm.
"Wanwan, are you tired on the road? Did you have fun? Mom will sleep with you tonight, so I can listen to you tell me about interesting things on the road, okay?"
"Of course!"
Zhou Manli pressed Song Jingwan on the sofa, but she was so busy that she ordered the servant to pour tea quickly, and asked someone to bring Song Jingwan's favorite snacks and fruits.
Even Huo Ningxi enjoyed the enthusiasm of Song Rui and Zhou Manli.
But what about her? Huo Ningxi couldn't help thinking.
At this moment, footsteps were heard from upstairs, and soon, a tall man came down the spiral staircase.
Song Jingwan's eyes lit up when she saw this, she immediately stood up and called obediently, "Brother!"
Song Wenchuan gave a faint 'hmm', glanced around the living room, his brows furrowed visibly.
"Mom, where is Song Yaoyao?"
Zhou Manli was feeding fruit to Song Jingwan, when she heard this she rolled her eyes, "How do I know? Isn't that damn girl always elusive?"
Song Wenchuan didn't ask any more questions, and strode directly towards the door.
Seeing this, Song Jingwan clenched her hands into fists, and she said with a smile on her face, "Brother, can you come over here? I brought you a gift, and I want to give it to you myself!"
Her tone was soft, with an indescribable flattery.
Song Wenchuan didn't even look back, and said in a cold tone, "Let's put it down, I'll watch it later."
This attitude made Song Jingwan's eyes turn red, "But I want to give it to my brother..."