On the banks of the Xiangjiang River, the night sky is full of fireworks.
Song Qiyue and the eleventh blind date Mr. Ma are walking by the river.
The avenue full of fireworks is very charming at night.
Mr. Ma is handsome and very tall, and the two go well together when they walk together. However, Song Qiyue had a bad impression of this Mr. Ma. People are born with a kind of aura, and Mr. Ma's breath gave Song Qiyue a very bad feeling.
The two of them were chatting as they walked.
Work, life, past, present.
Naturally, it also talked about Song Qiyue's past.
"I heard that Miss Song has left Haicheng for almost three years and has never returned."
"Yes, I went to Hong Kong City for development."
"Then why don't you come back all the time."
"It's too busy, but I have come back, but it's only a small number. People who don't know think I haven't come back." Song Qiyue laughed.
Mr. Ma looked at her, "Miss Song is now a marketing manager in a company."
"Yes."
"However, I also heard that you used to be a public relations manager?"
When the topic reached this point, it also came to his focus. Song Qiyue did not hide it, "Yes, I used to be in the public relations department."
Mr. Ma smiled, his handsome face looked a little distorted, "Miss Song, what do you do when you are a publicist?"
"At work, occasionally accompany customers to socialize."
"Miss Song is very capable." He praised, his hand wrapped her shoulders.
Song Qiyue didn't like the closeness of others, and felt offended.
She walked away from him lightly, and walked forward again, "Ah, the fireworks here are so beautiful."
Mr. Ma approached, but he hugged her shoulders again from behind, "It is beautiful, but Miss Song is more beautiful than her."
"Ha, Mr. Ma can really speak." Song Qiyue no longer avoids him, but all the behavior of the other party let her know a little bit.
This Mr. Ma regarded her as the young lady in those clubs.
"Ms. Song's deeds in Hong Kong City, I have heard about it a long time ago, to be honest, I admire and like it very much. I think we can have a good chat, how about it, don't go back tonight." Smiling with a different color, it is a suggestive invitation.
Song Qiyue raised her head and smiled and asked, "If you don't go back, where do you want to go?"
"I have an apartment near here and a villa in the suburbs. If you want to go to a hotel, pick one."
"It's so generous."
He is really generous, but he is annoying!
"Then let me think about it." Song Qiyue smiled.
"What else is there to consider? You followed me, of course I will love you well. Your aunt's proactive and enthusiastic introduction, I also think it can be considered."
He mentioned Auntie Jun, but his smile was disdainful of the marriage, "You can't let Aunt Song down."
The smile fell in her eyes, as if he was laughing at Aunt Jun!
She bends her eyes, "Then let's guess a brain teaser, if you get the correct answer, I will follow you."
"Do you know how a horse can fall?" Song Qiyue asked the question.
The man was taken aback, but he didn't react, "What?"
"That's it!" Song Qiyue suddenly sharpened her eyes!
When it was said that it was too late, she grabbed his arm and carried it on her shoulder. Mr. Ma didn't expect it, he was completely frozen!
As soon as Song Qiyue wrinkled her eyebrows, she forcefully threw him over her shoulders and fell to the ground!
"boom--"
The other party fell to the ground, very embarrassed, and everyone around was watching!
"That's how I fell." Song Qiyue smiled.
Mr. Ma was embarrassed on the spot and changed drastically, "You shrew! No education!"
"Ah, I'm so sorry, my hand slipped a bit." Song Qiyue shook his hand.
"Mr. Ma, the fireworks are pretty, but our Song family's house rule is that we must go home before ten o'clock." She smiled and turned around, leaving him in place.
Behind him was the man's anger, "What are you! Just a young lady!"
Ignoring the curse, her steps were light.
Fortunately, she has learned self-defense.
Amidst the romance of fireworks, Song Qiyue took a taxi home.
She fell into the car and called Shao Fei back.
Shao Fei called her just now, but Song Qiyue was meeting that Mr. Ma, so she couldn't spare time.
Leaning against the car window, Song Qiyue connected to Shao Fei, "Hey."
"Why are you sighing!" Shao Fei said out of air.
On the phone, Shao Fei asked about the current situation.
Song Qiyue informed one by one that Aunt Jun had taken a turn for the better.
Shao Fei asked when she would return to the company to report, and Song Qiyue felt troubled, "Let's take a few more days."
"I only asked you for half a month's leave. You can do it yourself. Oh, yes, sister Yan seems to have gone to Haicheng to do errands too. Two days ago, she happened to ask about you, so I told her."
"Know it."
"I'm so busy here, it's okay for you to go away alone." Shao Fei protested.
"I'm very busy too." She cried.
"You are so busy."
"I'm busy going on a blind date."
"..." Shao Fei was startled, "What did you say?"
"Blind date! Understand! My aunt asked me to go on a blind date!"
There was silence on the other end, and then suddenly laughed wildly, "Hahahahaha! You go on a blind date! Then you go!"
Song Qiyue was ridiculed by him this time, and she ditched the phone.
It's really inhuman.
...
Song Qiyue didn't worry at all that Mr. Ma would give a small report. After all, he was the first to make a mistake when he said the matter.
Aunt Jun was asking about the progress again, and Song Qiyue responded with a smile.
As for the answer, that's the point of course.
Song Qiyue was a little tired, "My good Auntie Jun, if you go out every day these days, please let me stop for a while."
Aunt Jun is unabated, and eagerly said, "The last one, this time is the last! This boy has a first-class character!"
Song Qiyue reluctantly agreed.
Anyway, I see one, and it doesn’t matter if I see one more.
Besides, it is the last one.
The date is in the afternoon, and the two have a cup of coffee together.
This kind of appointment is fairly concise, and it can end if you disagree.
It is reported that the boy this time is the nephew of a good friend of Aunt Jun, and Aunt Jun has a good personal relationship with that aunt.
So Aunt Jun also went there, first meeting the four of them, and then letting them be together alone.
Song Qiyue didn't care about it, so it didn't matter.
Auntie Jun had to dress her up carefully, and directly took Xiang Wan's clothes and put them on her, making her look like a lady.
Song Qiyue also cooperated, it is rare to make her so happy.
When the agreed coffee shop was reached, Song Qiyue helped Aunt Jun to get out of the car.
After entering, he was led by the waiter. From a distance, he saw a man and a woman sitting on the sofa.
The aunt was also very gentle and elegant, and when she saw them, she waved her hand very happily.
But the nephew next to her made Song Qiyue stunned.
The man is very gentle, the whole person is clean, and he is very neatly dressed.
That elegant scholar is not the young master Song Qiyue knew?
Of course Kang Ziwen also saw Song Qiyue. His peaceful gaze was first surprise, and then surprise!
Aunt Jun and that aunt have already started to introduce them.
"He is my nephew, Kang Ziwen."
"She is my niece, Song Qiyue."
After a brief introduction, Kang Ziwen smiled and said, "Auntie, hello, Miss Song, hello."
Song Qiyue was already dizzy, "Hello Auntie, Mr. Kang, hello."
"What a coincidence, one is a niece and the other is a niece."
"No, your family is really handsome."
"Your family looks so beautiful in July. It's a good match for our family's Ziwen."
"I've long wanted to let them meet. Unfortunately, I haven't had a chance."
"He is a kid who usually doesn't love anything other than studying and reading books. This time he came to visit me, or he would miss it again. But by coincidence, he also came back in July."
Aunt Jun and Aunt Kang were chatting in full swing, while Kang Ziwen smiled at Song Qiyue.
Song Qiyue smiled back at him.
After the two matchmakers chatted with them for a while, they were going to leave if they were very acquainted, and they said they wanted to go shopping together.
Only Song Qiyue and Kang Ziwen are left on this table.
Kang Ziwen was very happy, "I didn't expect you to be Aunt Song's niece."
"I didn't expect it either."
"My aunt has been telling me about Aunt Song before, saying that Aunt Song has a nice niece and wants to introduce me to her. If I knew it was you, I would definitely agree." Kang Ziwen's words were straightforward.
Song Qiyue stirred the spoon as she drank her coffee, "If I knew that the boy that Aunt Jun introduced to me today was you, then I would probably not come."
Blame her only, why didn't she ask what the other party's name was when she went out.
Now I really regret it.
For her words, Kang Ziwen couldn't help feeling disappointed, "Could it be that I am so bad."
"I didn't mean that." Song Qiyue said, "It's just that I would rather come out for a cup of coffee like a friend of you."
"So, you are not completely repelling me, are you?" He asked again.
It seems that he twisted her meaning into another.
Song Qiyue had a headache, but she didn't want to hit him too much, "If you are a friend, I really don't reject it, but it's limited to friends."
"Your aunt helped you arrange the introduction of the boy. Did you want to marry?"
"Your aunt also introduced girls to you. Did you want to marry?"
When he asked, she asked, Kang Ziwen knew it, "However, what Auntie said is sometimes not completely blind."
"In fact, it is worth considering." Kang Ziwen's eagerness was too obvious.
Song Qiyue didn't find it out.
"Yes, it's worth considering, but I also have to meet the right person." Song Qiyue said, drinking all the coffee.
"What is suitable?" Kang Ziwen asked.
Song Qiyue thought for a while, "At least not cowardly, I like brave ones."
Kang Ziwen is indecisive and obviously does not possess the above elements.
"It's hard to go home, and I can meet old friends. I'm so happy." Song Qiyue smiled, and she said again, "but I have to do something below, I can't keep chatting with you."
"It's okay, go ahead, we will make an appointment when it's free." Kang Ziwen was not angry, and said with understanding.
Song Qiyue said goodbye to him, and she left.
Kang Ziwen looked at Song Qiyue's leaving figure, this time, he smiled happily.
Song Qiyue and Kang Ziwen also had contacts, and she thought she was clear enough.
But obviously, Young Master Kang didn't understand.
The next morning, Aunt Jun ran over with joy and said, "In July, Ziwen just called me and he said that he would invite you to dinner together tomorrow night."
"He wants to invite me, why not find me directly, but you?" Song Qiyue was lazily basking in the sun.
"The boys know that they are shy and shy at first sight, so I am embarrassed to invite you directly."
Yes, Kang Ziwen's character is like this.
However, most of them are afraid of her rejection.
"I think Ziwen is very fond of you. In July, you have to take good care of it." Aunt Jun was even more enthusiastic and delighted.
Song Qiyue had a headache.
Why would this last blind date be Young Master Kang?
This predestined destiny really made Song Qiyue feel troubled.
Aunt Jun's support prevented Song Qiyue from escaping, and she didn't want her to disappoint. After all, none of the dozen or so men in front of her looked back for her.
Finally there is one now, and Aunt Jun is even more clinging to it.
Plus, he is the nephew of Aunt Jun's friend.
Song Qiyue answered, "Then I will go."
"That's right." Aunt Jun hurriedly said again, "then you have to prepare clothes quickly, I think you should go outside and buy them."
"Auntie Jun, don't have to be so formal."
"What you want, what you want."
Aunt Jun took Song Qiyue and was about to set off, and she happened to see Song Xiangwan also.
Aunt Jun shouted, "Xiang Wan, I'm going to buy clothes in July. Do you know where the dress shop looks good?"
Song Xiangwan is fine at home, she replied, "I will accompany you."
Song Xiangwan took them to a women's clothing boutique.
Song Xiangwan is a VIP customer here, and is greeted by the store manager.
The decoration of this dress shop is exquisite and meticulous, and the clothes are even more exquisite.
Song Xiangwan said, "In July, all the clothes from this store are shipped back by air from abroad. I usually like this store. See if there is anything you like."
Song Qiyue is also a beauty-loving woman who likes to go shopping in department stores and boutiques. She should be delighted to see beautiful clothes.
But today, she really is not in the mood to dress up.
Going to see Kang Ziwen is not going to meet the client. You don't have to be so careful.
Aunt Jun and Song Xiangwan went to choose together, and Song Qiyue also watched casually.
"Xiang Wan, be more dignified and ladylike."
"Okay, aunt."
"July, what do you think of this one?"
"What about this one?"
The two asked, Song Qiyue took a look, and she tried it on.
When she came out after trying it on, Aunt Jun nodded her head and praised her beauty, and Song Xiangwan said yes.
Song Qiyue felt that it was normal, this is not the one she loved, "I will look at it myself."
She was walking in the row of hangers, and suddenly she saw a dress.
An ankle-length silk skirt.
The color of the clothes is elegant green with silk white.
And the chest of the skirt is decorated with a white retro-embellished flower.
It is simple and generous.
Song Qiyue picked up this one, "Just this one, I like this one!"
Aunt Jun and Song Xiangwan looked back and found that it was really good. They both thought it was quite good.
The clerk praised by the side, "This lady has a really good vision."
"July, you go try it." Aunt Jun shouted.
"No, I knew it was the right size at a glance, that's it." Song Qiyue didn't bother to try it on either.
At six o'clock in the evening, Kang Ziwen said that he would come to pick her up.
So Song Qiyue doesn't need to set off in advance to meet.
Seeing that the time is almost up, Song Qiyue is changing clothes upstairs, planning to go out.
But Zhou Suhe is here.
Today is Saturday. Zhou Suhe has been busy for a week. He finally has a free time. He comes to accompany Song Xiangwan, visits aunt Jun, and visits Song Zhongchuan and his wife.
"Auntie Jun, you look good lately."
"I'm all well, nothing happened, just occasionally, I still have a headache, probably because I bumped it before and it's not completely healed."
"Then take a good rest, go to the hospital to see it?"
"All went to check, nothing happened."
In the hall downstairs, a group of people were chatting. At this time someone came to report, "Master, Madam, Second Miss, there is a Mr. Kang outside."
Aunt Jun shouted, "It's Ziwen who is here, ask him to come in."
Kang Ziwen was dressed in a suit, and he was greeted in. Seeing everyone, he greeted them one by one.
When everyone saw it, they were very gentle and gentle. Both the eldest uncle and the eldest aunt were quite satisfied.
Aunt Jun said, "Ziwen, come and sit for a while."
Kang Ziwen took the seat, and Aunt Jun said, "Steward Feng, you go and see if July is all right."
"It's okay, let her take her time." Kang Ziwen said with a smile.
Zhou Suhe sat on one side, looking at Kang Ziwen, but he recognized him.
In Hong Kong City before, Song Qiyue didn't go out with him to a dress shop to buy a dress, and then set off for entertainment together.
He was the man who picked her up that day!
Steward Feng was about to go upstairs, but Song Qiyue got down.
"Miss July." He shouted.
Everyone turned their heads in a hurry, only to see a gorgeous figure slowly descending above the stairs.
She was wearing silver-white high heels, not too high heels, just five centimeters in length.
The dress skirt on her body is a touch of elegant white, and the light will glow with some fresh green. Her hair was blown straight and smooth, and fluttered softly. Pull up a bunch of hair on both sides of the ear, and pull it up and down to the back.
She walked down slowly, smiling charmingly, so graceful.
I didn't think she was beautiful before, but at this moment, it was really dazzling.
Now she, where she is still that wild girl, has already transformed.
Song Xiangwan suddenly remembered what Zhou Suhe had said before.
It was a young age, and Song Qiyue wore pants all day long, either jeans or slacks.
Zhou Suhe once shouted: In July, what do you wear pants all day long?
Song Qiyue is dissatisfied: Is my pants hindering you?
Zhou Suhe said: Girls should wear skirts to look good.
Later, when the school performed a chorus, Song Qiyue really wore it.
But Zhou Suhe shook his head and teased him again: I see, forget it, you should put on your pants, they are not good-looking at all.
But now, it is so good-looking.
"Here." Song Qiyue greeted Kang Ziwen, and Kang Ziwen recovered from the surprise.
"You can go." Song Qiyue shouted again, and Kang Ziwen got up, "Then I will take Qiyue away."
Everyone smiled, and Song Qiyue and Kang Ziwen came out together.
Watching them leave together, the uncle felt very relieved, "I think this boy is good."
"Yes, I look at people very stable and good education." The aunt also praised.
Song Xiangwan said by the side, "That skirt looks great in July."
"Girls should dress like this." Song Mu answered.
"Su He..." Song Xiangwan turned his head and looked at Zhou Suhe beside him, but saw that he was still looking at the direction in which Song Qiyue had just left, his eyes solemn.
Zhou Suhe looked back and smiled, "What's the matter?"
"I remember you used to say that wearing a skirt in July is not good, it looks good." Song Xiangwan smiled.
Zhou Suhe replied, "The ugly duckling will grow up too."
Zhou Suhe used to say that Song Qiyue was an ugly duckling, and even made fun of her for loving beauty.
"I wore pants all day before July, but now I basically can't see her pants." Song Xiangwan said again.
Zhou Suhe smiled and nodded.
The ugly duckling of the past has transformed.
She was never again, not that tomboy.
...
Kang Ziwen drove the car, Song Qiyue sat on one side.
Kang Ziwen was very happy, but also a little excited, "July, you are very beautiful today."
"Do you mean I was not pretty before?" Song Qiyue asked with a smile.
"No, you are beautiful every day, but today you are dressed like this because of me, I am very happy." Kang Ziwen said honestly.
Song Qiyue frowned, "The reason why I dress up like this today is not for you, but because of my aunt."
Song Qiyue had no intention of entangled with him, "If you invite me today, I will come, one is because of Aunt Jun, and the other is because I also want to have a good talk with you."
When Kang Ziwen heard her say this, he held the steering wheel, as if this gave him strength and courage.
Kang Ziwen said, "July, can we talk about it when it's over."
Seeing his pleading look, Song Qiyue suddenly couldn't bear it.
After all, he is also a friend who is not a friend, and he is a good person.
Song Qiyue silently agreed.
Song Qiyue thought that Kang Ziwen's invitation tonight was in a restaurant or hotel, but who would have thought that his car would drive directly to a villa.
When the car drove into the villa, Kang Ziwen got out of the car and went, and he gently opened the door for her.
"Here?" Song Qiyue suspiciously.
"Go in." Kang Ziwen said, and invited Song Qiyue in.
When he was about to enter the villa hall, Kang Ziwen suddenly took her hand and gently placed it in his arms.
He took her into the hall and stepped into everyone's field of vision.
The villa is brightly lit and decorated, and it seems that it has been specially decorated.
And in the hall, countless guests gathered long ago.
There is a group of people sitting on the sofa, they are chatting happily, and it is more like waiting for them to arrive.
Kang Ziwen walked in with her, and Song Qiyue slowly followed.
Song Qiyue saw so many people, men and women, young and old, so she couldn't figure out the situation.
The one in the middle position is long, and you can see that it is the old lady at first glance.
What is even more dizzying is the man sitting next to the old lady!
It was Mo Zhengyan!
He is so luxurious and is undoubtedly a VIP guest, so he sat with the head of the family.
Suddenly, Kang Ziwen shouted, "Grandpa, grandma, dad, mom, aunt, uncle, I'm late. I'll introduce you to Miss Song Qiyue."
"The girl I like." Kang Ziwen was bold enough to stop everyone.
Song Qiyue was also taken aback by Kang Ziwen's introduction.
But Mo Zhengyan looked at her with a smile, his eyes were a hundred times more complicated than in school that day.
He was interested in laughing.
It's as if I don't feel bored anymore, it's as fun as watching a movie.