Difficult to raise a wealthy daughter-in-law

People present look at me, I look at you, I really can't believe what I heard just now, I must have heard it wrong, that rumor can't be true, right, Han Jiangye, who is aloof, how could he fall in love with Song Xixian Woolen cloth.

Unbelievable, unbelievable.

Li Yan crossed her legs, changed her posture, and smiled coldly when she heard Han Jiangye's confession.

Show your affection, I will never let you be together.

Han Jiangye hung up the phone, looked at the suspicious eyes of everyone, and whispered to each other, the sharp eyes immediately made everyone quiet.

"Mr. Han, is today's meeting over?" Li Yan asked coldly, "If it's over, we'll go back. The year-end meeting will be coming soon, and we still have a lot to do."

Han Jiangye glanced at his watch, "That's the end of today's meeting, everyone, go back to work." He glanced at Li Yan who stood up and walked out first, and gradually looked away.

When Song Xixian confessed to him just now, he couldn't restrain his emotions, and he said this in front of so many people. It seems that subconsciously, he wanted to announce his relationship with Song Xixian so urgently. I was really worried.

That girl will soon be exposed to the spotlight, and more people will see her beauty and charm, how could he not care, but this step is a necessary move, he hopes that Song Xixian can use his talents to stand Better and higher arena.

Picking up the phone, he called Song Xixian back, "Do you know that when you called just now, I was in a meeting?"

"Meeting?" Song Xixian opened his mouth wide, "I don't know, then you still pay, that's not it."

Saying such embarrassing words in front of everyone is simply embarrassing, Song Xixian can't wait to get into a hole now.

But after thinking about it carefully, Han Jiangye is the most embarrassing one, "You are confused, you still answer me during the meeting?" After calming down, I realized that Han Jiangye is still such a romantic person, "I really want to see you now you."

"Are you okay this afternoon?" Han Jiangye packed up his things, "What should I do? I've been very busy recently and I don't have time to accompany you. You can find a partner to play by yourself, and the money will be charged to my account."

Song Xixian didn't want to hear this, "Why don't I come over, I'll meet you, and after I see you, I'll leave."

"We'll see each other tonight." Han Jiangye said helplessly, "I really don't have time, so cook dinner tonight and wait for me when I come back."

Song Xixian smiled immediately, "Okay, I must come back to eat tonight."

Seeing her smiling like a flower, Li Zhixin said, "Do you really want to see him that much, and you haven't seen him recently?"

"Make something delicious for him to eat at night." Song Xixian chuckled, "What do you think of the candlelight dinner?"

"Don't make me envious." Li Zhixin said with emotion, "I'm so happy to be your man, to have you think and read so caringly, and treat him so well."

"That's because he was kind to me, so I was kind to him, mutual."

The two were walking, when a black Ferrari stopped in front of them, blocking their way, the window was rolled down, Song Xixian looked at the people in the car, his heart almost jumped out.

It's Han Jiangye's father.

"President Han." Song Xixian immediately ran over and bowed, "What a coincidence."

"Get in the car." Mr. Han asked her to get in the car without saying a word.Song Xixian was apprehensive, where was he going to take her, he didn't expect to meet here again.

Someone got out of the car, asked Song Xixian to come around the car, opened the door, and let Song Xixian go in.

"Brother Zhixin, I'm leaving first." Song Xixian waved at Li Zhixin with some embarrassment, and secretly winked, hoping that Li Zhixin could understand.

Li Zhixin understood immediately, and immediately called Han Jiangye to settle the matter quickly.

"The old man took Xixian away?" He took Xixian away without saying a word, which is really something he can do, "I see, I'll be over in a while."

Han Jiangye explained to the secretary that he had postponed the work to be pushed until tomorrow, and he had to figure it out by himself, so he immediately took his coat and rushed to his hometown.

Han Jiangye's hometown is on the riverside, close to the riverside, the scenery is beautiful, and the housing price is naturally extremely high. At that time, Song Xixian came to the door and was frightened when he saw the villa, so he didn't rush to go inside. I will still come to this place, but now I am no longer that cowardly child.

The villa has been refurbished long ago, and it is no longer what it used to be, but the appearance in memory always leaves a little nostalgic meaning, even if I have never entered this villa, I still feel a little emotional when I see it.

"Here we are." Mr. Han glanced at Song Xixian who was around with curiosity, "It's been a house for many years, so there's nothing unusual about it."

Song Xixian never spoke a word along the way, but felt that this elder was completely different from the one he had seen that time, so he was afraid that what he said would be wrong and make the old man unhappy, so if she wanted to be his daughter-in-law, she just had to play a bit All gone.

"What are you thinking?" Seeing that she didn't say a word, Mr. Han couldn't help feeling a little bit too quiet when he saw that she didn't say a word. He didn't know how to make his old man happy.

Song Xixian swallowed, "No, I didn't think about anything."

"At least think about how to make me happy, but you don't say a word, what do you mean?"

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm wrong, you'll say me, I'm a little nervous." Song Xixian was struggling because she seldom communicated with her elders. Alone, I don't even know what to say.

Mr. Han winked, "Get out of the car, open the door for me, at least help me into the house, you should know that."

Song Xixian nodded immediately, got out of the car awkwardly, closed the door, and was about to open Mr. Han's door when there was a "crash" of static electricity, which made Song Xixian couldn't help but retract his hand.

"Aren't you happy to open the door?"

"No, I got an electric shock just now." Song Xixian took a deep breath, "It won't happen next time."

Putting his arms on his arms, Mr. Han didn't refuse.Mr. Han is very tall. Standing next to him now, he is half a head shorter. Last time he thought he was not tall, it turned out to be his own illusion.

He has a gentleman's smell on his body, as well as a faint smell of cologne. Even though he is old, he has not forgotten to dress up well.

Song Xixian thought of his father, who was living a tight life in a cheap house. Even though he gave him living expenses, he was still reluctant to use it, and said that he would wait for her to get married and give it to him as a dowry.

Speaking of which, it has been a long time since I saw my father.

Song Xixian finally entered this villa. It was as grand as she imagined. The marble floor was covered with high-end plush blankets and high-end furniture, as if entering a European court.

Song Xixian was glad that she had not entered this villa before, otherwise she wondered if she would spend the days with even more low self-esteem.

Mr. Han motioned for her to sit in the main seat, and Song Xixian carefully helped him over. He was fresh and nervous all the way, and his palms were sweating.

"You can sit too." Mr. Han stretched out his hand to signal her to sit on the chair closer to him, "How many people are in the family?"

"My grandma, my dad, and me."

Mr. Han narrowed his eyes slightly, "Where's your mother?"

"died."

"So, you are from a single-parent family, how is your family situation?" Mr. Han continued to ask, even though he already knew everything about Song Xixian, including her academic performance at school, he felt that this child worked hard, but so many People work very hard, so she seems to be average in comparison.

Song Xixian looked at Mr. Han cautiously, "The family has been in a bad situation since childhood, and has always been poor."

"Since you are poor, you should live a good life." Mr. Han's eyes changed, "What do you value about Han Jiangye?"

"He treats me well, that's enough." Song Xixian thought of Han Jiangye, and his heart filled with sweetness, "What women want is a man who treats them well."

Mr. Han greeted people to bring tea, and immediately a nanny brought over the good tea, "As far as I know, there are many men who treat you well, why did you choose Han Jiangye? Li Zhixin treats you very well, Kai Kai is also very kind to you, but why did you choose Han Jiangye?"

Mr. Han picked up the teacup, put it on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, then swept the heat slightly with the lid of the cup, then took a sip of tea, raised his eyes and waited for Song Xixian's answer.

Why do you like Han Jiangye, it should be Han Jiangye who picked her, and then she fell into a trap without knowing it
"Maybe this is fate." Such a wonderful feeling can only be explained by fate, "I love him very much, so I want to be with him."

"Let me tell you this, although I reluctantly agreed to Han Jiangye, I still don't admit that you are my daughter-in-law. My daughter-in-law is only Liang Ruolin, and that child is the one who loves Han Jiangye the most. You can see it. But you, you obviously have a partner, why can't you get entangled with this and that all day long. "

Mr. Han took out a stack of newspapers from his briefcase. On it were the scandals between her and Li Zhixin, Wang Zeyu, and Han Jiangye. There are indeed enough scandals, "How do you explain this?"

"that is because."

"Okay, no need to explain, you go back, you are not qualified at all to meet my requirements." Mr. Han refused ruthlessly, "Look at what makes you worthy of being my daughter-in-law and me. A member of the Han family."

Song Xixian lowered his head, feeling sad that he received such an evaluation, "I will definitely do what you want me to do."

"That's all you have. I don't expect you to change anything. Besides, you're not too young, so it doesn't make any sense to do these things." Mr. Han continued.

Is this the rhythm of continuing to make up the knife? Song Xixian felt that it was pathetic enough for him to be said so, and he wanted to make up the knife again.