Zhou Suhe did not leave this night and stayed at Song's house for dinner.
After dinner, the family chats together, which is also one of the necessary entertainment.
The uncle asked if Zhou Suhe was busy at work recently, "Suhe, today and Tuesday, it is a working day, why are you free to come."
Everyone knows that Zhou Suhe is busy with official business.
"I was too busy a while ago, and I only got vacant today, so I wanted to come and visit Uncle Song, and see Aunt Song, Aunt Jun, and Xiang Wan."
Zhou Suhe smiled and said, Song Xiangwan was sitting next to him, naturally a little bird.
Everyone was very happy, Song Qiyue sat quietly.
She didn't say anything.
She never loved this kind of polite retelling.
No, Song Qiyue was going to sneak away.
She would rather go for a walk or go to sleep than sitting here.
It's just a pity that Song Qiyue was stopped before she could get up.
The uncle said, "July, today Kang Ziwen is looking for you at home?"
Song Qiyue had to continue sitting, "Yes."
"It seems that he really likes you." The uncle nodded.
When it comes to Kang Ziwen, the eldest aunt and aunt Jun also praised her.
In fact, Kang Ziwen is really good when it comes to character.
Song Xiangwan smiled and said, "Dad, you almost think of Kang Ziwen as your niece."
The uncle smiled, "If the two of them really go together, of course I will agree with one hundred."
"July, don't hesitate anymore. Pick and choose. After a while, all the good ones are picked away. It's almost the same, so I'll settle down quickly." The uncle urged again.
The same is true of the eldest aunt.
Aunt Jun said, "Let July think again, after all, getting married is a lifetime thing."
Zhou Suhe did not speak, but listened silently.
He looked at Song Qiyue silently.
"Yes, I see." Song Qiyue had to answer.
Then she said, "Hey? It's already eight o'clock? I have to call my secretary back and he wants to report on my work progress."
Regarding the work, the uncle didn't stop her anymore, but still reminded, "Don't have too many ideas, you should decide."
"Yes Yes Yes."
After finding an excuse, Song Qiyue hurriedly left.
Everyone here sat for a while, Zhou Suhe's phone rang, and he got up and said, "I'll answer the phone."
Song Xiangwan was chatting with her parents, she let go of Zhou Suhe's hand and watched him leave with a mobile phone.
Zhou Suhe left the side hall and answered in the corridor.
After the subordinates reported the matter, Zhou Suhe replied, "That's it."
He hung up, but didn't go back immediately.
Zhou Suhe looked sideways, but he walked towards the end of the corridor.
The back garden at night is even more quiet.
Song Qiyue was really bored and walked out of the main hall of the villa to the back garden.
Breathing fresh air, I feel a lot more comfortable.
She sat on the swing and swayed boredly.
After a while, someone came again.
In the front is the courtyard lamp in the back garden, shining along the road, and Song Qiyue can see the people coming.
Stepping through the darkness, that Junrong was exposed to the moonlight.
It is Zhou Suhe!
Song Qiyue looked at him, "Why did you come out?"
"Answer the call." Zhou Suhe asked back, "You are not a secretary who wants to report to you the progress of the work? Is it all right so soon?"
Song Qiyue stepped a little, swinging on a swing, "Well, I just don't want to stay in it."
"Just now you really didn't mean it, you said it to everyone, why did you throw me out of the clouds." Song Qiyue talked casually.
"You didn't even have a chance to say hello to me, so you were anxious to see that Mr. Kang." Zhou Suhe looked at her, and he said lightly.
It's just that under the moonlight, his eyes are sharp and sharp.
Song Qiyue remembered that in the afternoon, she did not speak to him, "Hey, then you don't have to hold such grudges, right?"
"Uncle Song, Aunt Song, Aunt Jun, and the Song family are so satisfied with this Mr. Kang, what do you mean?" Zhou Suhe asked.
Song Qiyue looked at him, "It seems that you are also very concerned about me, and I am afraid that my eyesight is too high and I can't get married?"
"Actually, I think Kang Ziwen is pretty good." She smiled.
"Kang Ziwen, he is not for you." Zhou Suhe said.
"Where is it not suitable?"
"You are weird and rebellious, he is rigid and mean."
"This is called complementarity, it can be balanced."
"You don't like him."
"I still have a good impression of him."
"No, you don't like him." He said almost decisively.
As if he had already seen her through.
It's more like identification.
Song Qiyue smiled and said softly, "I don't like it too much now, but feelings can be cultivated."
"If you can cultivate, you won't be single until now." Zhou Suhe said again.
"That's because I didn't want to fall in love before. I didn't have this thought."
"July," he called her, "you still have me in your heart."
His affirmative gaze and words that abrupt and shouldn't make time freeze.
In the side hall of the house, the eldest aunt chatted about opera.
She yelled, "Xiang Wan, didn't I say that I recorded a new record? Take it down and show it to my mother and your aunt."
"Okay, I'll get it." Song Xiangwan responded with a smile.
Song Xiangwan left the side hall, went straight upstairs, and went to the attic to pick up the recorded "Madame Butterfly" record.
When I went downstairs, I went to the study to take a look, but I didn't see Zhou Suhe.
A servant passed by, and Song Xiangwan called him to ask, "Which study did Su He go to?"
The servant replied, "Miss Xiang Wan, Master Su He is going to the back garden."
back yard?
Why did Su He go to the back garden?
Song Xiangwan frowned her eyebrows, she settled, but the pace could not be restrained, and she also went to the back garden.
At the back of the villa, at the swing stand in the garden, Song Xiangwan heard that sound just as he approached.
It was Song Qiyue's voice, she smiled, "Ha, Su He, are you paranoid?"
Song Xiangwan was fixed behind the corner. She couldn't see them, but she could hear their voices clearly.
If the last time she was in the restaurant was accidental, then this time, she did it deliberately.
Song Xiangwan knew that this was wrong, but couldn't help it.
She wanted to know what they were talking about!
"Why let him touch you?" Zhou Suhe's voice came again.
He faced Song Qiyue, almost questioning.
"I don't know what you are talking about!" Song Qiyue was worried about Kang Ziwen's affairs, and now it is even more annoying!
"This afternoon, he hugged you and kissed you!" Zhou Suhe's voice was gloomy, and his eyes were even colder!
"Are you peeping at me?" Song Qiyue was stunned.
"Have you forgotten that the windows of the attic just happened to be able to see the entire back garden."
"It seems that you came to spy on me on purpose!" Song Qiyue was also a little unhappy!
Zhou Suhe said gloomily, "If you haven't done it, you won't be seen."
His tone was alive as if she had betrayed him!
Song Qiyue got up and said, "Even if Kang Ziwen hugs me and kisses me, what about it? I am honest with him!"
Zhou Suhe said, "You have me in your heart, and you will never come with him."
"July, don't let me see the situation like this again." He said somberly again, like a warning order!
Song Qiyue looked at him directly.
"Zhou Suhe, even if I once liked you, it's just the past!"
"I want to get together with Kang Ziwen, it has nothing to do with you, and you can't control it!"
"Maybe in the future, you will call him brother-in-law!"
After Song Qiyue finished speaking, she smiled at him, "I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep, if you like it here, let it be for you."
She walked by his side, but Zhou Suhe caught her!
He didn't speak, but his eyes grew gloomy!
Song Qiyue said softly, "Let go, this is the Song Family. You don't want me to shout, call everyone."
"After all, this is not good."
Zhou Suhe's hand shook her shoulder sharply, and finally let go.
He looked at her with a very gentle but heavy gaze.
He whispered, "July, you won't."
Song Qiyue didn't go to see him, just walked away.
Watching her leave, Zhou Suhe also slowly moved forward.
There was no one in the back garden immediately.
Only at the corner, Song Xiangwan was still standing there.
She held the record in her hand and held it quietly to her chest.
"Madame Butterfly", this is the record that Su He will ask the staff of the opera house to record for her every time Su He takes her to an opera.
Attic, attic windows.
It turned out that he suddenly wanted to look at the old gramophone today, just to see the back garden clearly.
When Song Xiangwan thought of this, his heart was aching.
The flavors are so mixed that I can't speak.
...
For Song Qiyue, this day can be said to be very busy.
First it was Mr. Mo’s sudden marriage proposal, and it was Young Master Kang’s true love confession, and now a Zhou Suhe was added, and Song Qiyue was confused.
This is more exhausting than going to the company to talk about business.
Song Qiyue did not go to bed early, not because she was not sleepy.
But she was waiting for someone.
She is in the study room on the top floor of Song's villa, which is Song Lianheng's private domain.
Song Lianheng returned very late, about midnight.
As soon as Song Lianheng went upstairs, he saw that the door of the study was open and the light was on inside.
He knew someone was there.
Song Lianheng walked in, and he saw Song Qiyue.
Song Qiyue wrapped a blanket and fell asleep in the sofa chair.
Song Lianheng approached and saw her sleepy eyes, he said, "I want to go back to my room."
Song Qiyue rubbed her eyes, and she said, "I'm sleepy, but I have something to tell you. I heard that you will go abroad to do business tomorrow."
This was when I listened to my uncle and Zhou Suhe chatting.
Song Lianheng had acquiesced, and he said warmly, "It just happens that you are here, and Kang Ziwen called me today."
"Huh?" Song Qiyue was surprised, Kang Ziwen was like a fighter jet now.
"He said he really wanted to marry you, so he came to show me his attitude."
Song Lianheng spoke slowly, but another news broke out in the next second, "Also, Uncle Mo invited me to sit in Mo Mansion for a while."
"He invites you?" Song Qiyue was surprised again.
Song Lianheng took off his coat and hung it up, turning around and said, "I don't know, when was my sister so cute."
"He said, as long as you nod your head."
"Then all the funds for the Haisui project undertaken by Huixian, he would treat it as a meeting ceremony."
Song Qiyue was a little dizzy.
In a big tone, the project funds for an entire Haisui project turned out to be a meeting ceremony?
But, Mr. Mo, are you forced to marry now?