On the third floor of the villa, there are two suites, both of which are very spacious.
Song Qiyue lived in the one on the left, and they were in the other one.
In the suite at the end of the corridor, Zhou Suhe pushed in.
Song Xiangwan looked at the layout inside, turned his head and asked, "Su He, there are two rooms in this suite, where do you sleep?"
"You choose what you like and leave the rest to me." Zhou Suhe said.
They share the same room with different beds.
Song Xiangwan’s etiquette does not allow her to have a relationship with a man before marriage, even if that person is Zhou Suhe.
However, Zhou Suhe never mentioned it. This made Song Xiangwan also a little bit disappointed.
Song Xiangwan was silent, and then smiled and said, "Then I will choose the one on the left, and leave the one on the right for you."
Song Xiangwan made his own decision, and Zhou Suhe certainly had no objections.
Zhou Suhe's phone rang, and he went to the matching study to pick it up. Sporadicly, Song Xiangwan heard the conversation, which was probably a company contact.
Johnson carried the suitcase for her, and even reported, "Miss Xiang Wan, these shoes belong to you."
Song Xiangwan glanced at it, and it was Johnson who brought the pair that Song Qiyue had just replaced.
"Give it to me." Song Xiangwan took it with a smile, and she couldn't help asking, "Asen, why do you remember that July likes to wear white sneakers?"
Young Song Qiyue has always loved white sneakers, that kind of white, there is no pattern at all, and even the laces are white.
It must be pure white, otherwise Song Qiyue won't wear it.
Zhou Suhe had a callback and deliberately stepped on her foot. Song Qiyue became angry, and the two quarreled in the street.
Even if you don't even need a bicycle, you chase me.
Song Xiangwan and Johnson stood behind each pushing their bicycles, watching them laughing and running around.
That is the other side that Song Xiangwan rarely sees, Zhou Suhe's childish naughty.
At this moment, after so many years, who still remembers?
"Master Su He ordered me." Jiang Sen replied.
Everything became clear suddenly, this was Song Xiangwan's answer that he didn't want to hear.
Johnson stepped out.
Song Xiangwan packed his things, took out the clothes one by one, and hung them in the closet.
Looking down at the shoe box that Johnson sent back, Song Xiangwan remembered the white sneakers Zhou Suhe asked Johnson to buy. She stuffed the shoe box into the bottom of the cupboard.
As soon as the cabinet door closed, she turned and walked out.
In the next room, Song Qiyue put down his luggage after entering, and threw it directly into the closet, too lazy to take care of it carefully.
She walked to the balcony and looked at the entire clubhouse, with a wide view and very relaxed and happy.
The noon sun is shining and it is so brilliant that people don't want to move as soon as they stand here.
"Boom boom boom." After a while, someone was knocking on the door.
The knock on the door brought Song Qiyue back to her senses. She didn't move, but shouted, "The door is not locked!"
Song Xiangwan pushed the door in from the outside, Song Qiyue turned her head and glanced, only to see that it was her, she looked back at the sky again.
Song Xiangwan also walked to the window sill and came to her side by side, "The weather is good today."
"It's very good." It's not only good. On such days, if there is a recliner to let her lie down and sleep in, Song Qiyue thinks this is really very happy.
Song Xiangwan was also looking at the blue sky and white clouds. She said softly, "Do these new shoes really fit?"
"Well, it's half a yard larger than your shoe size, and it fits my feet."
"Su He has a good memory, and I still remember your shoe size." Song Xiangwan's voice was slightly softer.
Song Qiyue smiled, "He has a good memory since he was a child, and you don't know it."
This is something their two sisters agree on unanimously.
In the municipal competition, Zhou Suhe, who won the first place, is recognized by the school as having a good memory.
"I hope these shoes are really good and there will be no more problems." Song Xiangwan tilted his head and said to her, "July, I hope you will pay more attention when you go out next time and don't bother others like this. No matter it is today. Su He, someone else."
Her words are equivalent to lessons.
Song Qiyue turned sideways, leaning on the window sill and smiled, "You are right, I still have to pay attention to myself next time. However, I don't want to bother others because they just want to care. What can I do? You have already said yes, didn't you hear it too?"
"You know that Su He is afraid that your feet hurt when you wear high heels, so you should prepare early."
"I'm not as comfortable as you. You can just go shopping. I only found out that there are activities on the weekend on Friday. I work overtime until 8 o'clock in the evening and go home. I have time to buy shoes early in the morning?"
Song Xiangwan couldn't be refuted by what she said, she pursed her lips and said, "You've always loved to cause trouble to others like this since you were a child."
"Yeah, hey, I know, try to prepare as early as possible next time." Song Qiyue smiled and still responded.
"Next time I will definitely not let Su He prepare for me like this." Song Qiyue almost promised.
But she raised her eyebrows and said, "However, if it's someone else, it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's not yours, and you can't control it."
Song Xiangwan was silent, she was a little angry, but she didn't argue with her anymore, just said, "You are talking about other people, just like your love. But if this person is Uncle Mo, then I I still have to say that to you today."
"What happened to my uncle and me?"
"July, you know in your heart."
Song Xiangwan's gaze condensed, there were too many things in her eyes, Song Qiyue understood.
It was undoubtedly a shame that the Song family was rejected at a restaurant in Haicheng a year ago.
Song Qiyue smiled even more, "I really don't know, just listen to it."
"You are with your uncle and have no moral values. This is ***! You corrupted your style and were rejected in front of so many people! You should draw a clear line with him!" Xu Shi was angry, Regarding Song Qiyue's almost provocative expression, Song Xiangwan blurted out, his reason did not restrain.
But as soon as the words were spoken, Song Xiangwan realized that something was wrong, and she suddenly frowned in frustration!
The smile in Song Qiyue's eyes was faint, she admitted, "I'm really ashamed."
Song Xiangwan's eyebrows tightened even more. She moved her lips, trying to say something, but in the end there was nothing.
"Hey, anyway, I've been embarrassed since I was a child, and I am used to it, ha." Song Qiyue still smiled, and she turned and left, "Hungry, it's time to eat."
Song Qiyue left the room, Zhou Suhe happened to hang up and went out, "Where is Xiang Wan?"
"I missed her for a few minutes?" Song Qiyue joked, "Xiang Wan, Su He missed you."
Song Xiangwan came out from behind, she smiled.
The three of them went downstairs, only Chu Xiaoxin was there.
"Where is Uncle Mo?" Song Xiangwan asked.
Chu Xiao said, "He has gone to change clothes."
The crowd waited for three minutes, and Mo Zhengyan came down from the stairs.
When Mo Zhengyan arrived, he was still dressed in a straight suit, and he was formal as if he was going to a negotiation meeting. But this shook his body, but it changed. With a loose thin white sweater with a V-neck and a pair of black slacks, he walked down slowly. It is still black and white, but it has completely changed a feeling, loose and graceful, like a wisp of breeze.
Song Xiangwan saw him and his eyes lit up. This Uncle Mo is really handsome, and compared with Su He, he is different.
Song Qiyue really hadn't seen Mo Zhengyan like this, she couldn't admire him, God loved him too much!
Song Qiyue couldn't help but uttered, "Uncle, you are so good-looking! If you don't become the general manager in the future, you should go to be a model and shoot a photo. You must be a big seller!"
As soon as she said this, Chu Xiaoxin was stunned, she really dared to say it!
Song Xiangwan was startled, dissatisfied with her unhindered.
Zhou Suhe frowned when he heard her praise.
What's even more surprising is that Mo Zhengyan actually smiled and responded, "Okay."
...
Lunch is in the restaurant of the clubhouse.
An Accord near the lake, a private room on the lake, has a unique charm.
Chu Xiaoxin came alone, and Song Qiyue was curious, "Hey? President Chu, did you come alone? Do you not bring your girlfriend?"
"I like quietness." Chu Xiao said.
"Oh, quiet." Song Qiyue smiled, her gaze toward Chu Xiaoxin, and then to Mo Zhengyan.
Chu Xiaoxin somehow thought of her joking jokes, saying that he had a secret crush on Mo Zhengyan, which made his eyebrows wrinkle slightly.
Mo Zhengyan laughed too, "He likes quiet fishing."
"Good fishing." Song Qiyue answered, "Taigong Jiang fished, and he caught King Zhou Wen. Chief Chu was fishing. I don't know who can catch him?"
Come on, this topic goes around, still being ambiguous by her.
The three of them could understand, but Zhou Suhe and Song Xiangwan could not understand.
Song Xiangwan looked at the lake. She smiled and said, "This restaurant is really well built. Dining on the lake is very refreshing and quiet."
The lake is calm, with sparkling blue waves, coupled with a pot of high-quality Longjing, makes people feel very quiet.
"There is nothing in this lake, why don't you plant flowers?" Song Qiyue asked suddenly.
Everyone looked at the empty lake with unanimous eyes, only the water and grass vines under the lake.
Mo Zhengyan smiled, "Want to plant lotus again?"
"Is the lotus bad?"
"Fresh lotus seeds can still be eaten."
"Well Well."
These two people are so familiar with each other naturally.
Song Xiangwan was suspicious: Did they really break up?
The waiter brought the menu and asked them to order. The men gave priority to women, but Song Xiangwan didn't like to order, so he gave it to Zhou Suhe. Song Qiyue went to the lake to watch the fish, and only let them order them by themselves. After Zhou Suhe ordered a few words, he changed hands to Mo Zhengyan and Chu Xiaoxin.
Chu Xiaoxin clicked two and gave them to Mo Zhengyan.
Mo Zhengyan didn't look at the dishes. He just thought of something. He picked up the pen and wrote a handwriting.
The dishes came up soon, and Song Qiyue went back to the chair and sat down.
The delicious aroma will greatly increase the appetite.
This dish is even more colorful.
It's just one of the dishes, which is surprising.
Song Qiyue was happy, "Hey? There is meat I love! Who ordered it?"
That is exactly a plate of Dongpo meat.
"Me." Zhou Suhe responded.
But the next second, another plate of Dongpo meat was brought up.
Everyone was surprised, Song Qiyue asked, "How come there are two games?"
Zhou Suhe was also suspicious, "I only ordered one plate."
"Then who ordered this plate?" Song Qiyue looked at the others.
Song Xiangwan shook his head, and Chu Xiaoxin said that it was not himself.
While questioning, Mo Zhengyan calmly said, "It's me."
"Don't you like meat?" He asked rhetorically.