In that case, Song Qiyue could only accept it, and she greeted her, "Uncle, when we meet for the first time, please take care of me."
Her free and easy and generous attitude made Mo Zhengyan's eyes a touch of interest.
"Zheng Yan, the company is so busy. It's a great honor for you to come here in person this time. Xiang Wan, you see how kind your Uncle Mo is to you, don't you want to thank him..." The uncle urged again, but very Obviously, the topic has to shift from Song Qiyue.
Song Xiangwan stood on one side, she was graceful and supple, so graceful and graceful like her name.
"Uncle Mo, I'm glad you can come. Are both Mo Shibo and Auntie still healthy?" Song Xiangwan responded decently, without the slightest stage fright.
Xiangwan, the daughter of the Song family, has been educated as a lady since she was a child, and has long been able to deal with such a scene.
A few of them started chatting again, but Song Qiyue listened very boringly.
It's just some greetings, very polite.
At the corner of her eyes, Song Qiyue smiled at her aunt's scolding eyes. She knew that she could really retreat now.
"Auntie Jun, I'm hungry, go find something to eat." Song Qiyue whispered.
"Don't run around, don't break the balloon anymore." Aunt Jun warned worriedly.
Song Qiyue nodded repeatedly and successfully escaped.
"My father is not in the country recently..." Behind him, Mo Zhengyan responded with a smile, but his gaze was fixed without a trace to the sly figure that had left, and he took it back with a quick glance.
Away from the hustle and bustle, the back garden is lush with flowers and plants, which is a world of freedom.
The childhood swing is still there, and no one cares about it at the moment.
Song Qiyue was happy, she wandered to sit on it, and set on a swing. When the swing was high, she habitually closed her eyes and felt the night wind blowing on her face.
Suddenly, she heard a soft female voice, "I didn't expect you to really come back."
The swing suddenly slowed down, Song Qiyue slowly opened his eyes, and the dark light filled his eyes, reflecting the beautiful face of Song Xiangwan.
"Hey, I didn't expect it either." Song Qiyue smiled, and the encounter with Jinzhi was indeed too sudden.
"Since I'm gone, why bother to come back." Her voice was sharp.
"I will come back if I want to, personal freedom."
She laughed casually, and Song Xiangwan's eyes tightened, "You are still the same as before, there are no rules at all."
"You are still the same as before, only knowing the rules, my sister Xiang Wan." Song Qiyue calmly stared at her.
She suddenly said, "Auntie Jun should tell you that Su He and I are about to get engaged."
"Oh, I heard Auntie Jun say it, congratulations." Song Qiyue smiled, suspiciously again, "Hey? Why didn't Su He come for your birthday today?"
"His company has something to do abroad, so it is not convenient to come back."
Song Qiyue shook the swing again, "Oh, business matters are more important than your birthday."
"He gave me a gift and celebrated for me in advance." She tried to win the game back.
"I guess that gift was chosen by the secretary." She smiled.
Song Xiangwan's face changed slightly, but he still endured it, and finally said, "Song Qiyue, it's been three years, you are still so annoying."
Song Qiyue definitely got up at one step, and finally got up, "Daughter of the Song family, it is enough for you to be lovely, and the second is unnecessary."
"I'm sleepy, go upstairs and sleep for a while, bye." Song Qiyue walked past her, "By the way, I forgot to congratulate you, happy birthday."
Song Xiangwan stayed where she was, pursing her red lips.
...
Song Qiyue went upstairs from the back hall, she took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Mr. Mo.
The content of the message is-I am waiting for you in the first room on the third floor, turning left.
It was a study room, with bookshelves full of the whole room, and the fragrance of books was even more intense.
Song Qiyue wandered among the rows of bookshelves, searching for books he liked at random.
Quietly, the door of the study was opened, and the man's steps gradually approached her.
She was raising her hand to get a book above, and the man behind her passed through her with his arm, holding the bookshelf lightly, and confining her in it.
"July niece, what book do you want to get, let me help you, huh?" He always tunes and likes to raise it at the end.
Song Qiyue raised her head, she turned to look at him and smiled, "I want the copy of "Beauty and the Beast" on it, dear brother."
But he was not in a hurry to pick up the book, and looked down at her and said, "I thought you were here to find me for a tryst."