Invalid refusal to marry: the young wife downstairs is hard to serve

"Who is that?"

"I haven't seen it before, it's a little unfamiliar, but it seems that I have a very good relationship with Mrs. Song."

"Mrs. Song is not easy to deal with. That woman is really scheming."

"I'm afraid you don't know, right? The most difficult thing to deal with is Mrs. Song's precious daughter. This woman is the right one to please, and she has a good plan."

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The banquet was a bit noisy, and Qiao Yiqiao didn't fully hear what she was saying, but she still leaked out a few words.

She poked Mrs. Song's arm, leaned her head over and said in a low voice, "See, they all want to ask how I curry favor with you."

Not everyone in this circle can talk to Mrs. Song.

As the wife of the Song Group, this status is already high enough, coupled with her occupation, well, in the circle of noble ladies, she is almost a figure on the altar.

But at this time, such a person was actually chatting enthusiastically with a little-known little girl, so they naturally felt unbalanced.

People have bad roots, and this kind of jealousy is very common.

Mrs. Song knew what was going on in their minds just by turning her head slightly, and snorted softly: "They are all a bunch of confused people, can everyone come to this place? They only know about beauty and clothes, but they don't know Do you want to read the news?"

Such a delicate little face is so recognizable, how could they be blind?
Qiao Yiqiao couldn't hold back her laughter, and burst out laughing. Xiao Guo'er looked up to see what the two of them were laughing at.

"Haha, isn't it? I don't care about them, I don't know if I can go first today."

Qiao Yiqiao adjusted her position so that Xiao Guo'er could sit down more comfortably, stretched out her hand to scratch her little nose, and asked with a smile.

"Okay, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I just saw that there are flowers and plants on both sides of the road along the way, and there is a river. The scenery is good, so I can go and see it. I have turned on the air conditioner indoors for a long time, and I have a headache."

What's more, it's really boring here.

Ok!

Mrs. Song blinked mischievously, which was really against the cold expression on her face.

Half an hour later, the two stood outside the banquet hall, looked at the vehicles parked at the door, took a deep breath, and walked out quickly.

"The smell of gasoline in summer is really suffocating. I suffered from motion sickness some time ago, and now I feel like throwing up whenever I smell the smell in the car. I have to struggle for a long time before getting in the car."

Mrs. Song suddenly seemed to have found a like-minded comrade in arms. It was different from Qiao Yiqiao's occasional dizziness. She would faint every time she took a car, and it didn't help if someone modified the car.

For her, driving a car is simply a torment. She used to hear people say that learning to drive would not cause motion sickness, but she got a driver's license, and she didn't experience motion sickness either.

"What's even worse is that if I take a car for more than three hours, I don't have the energy for the whole day. I go out with my classmates in middle school and lean against a tree sickly all day. Everyone says I'm hypocritical and sit a little longer. Just once, it really doesn't hurt my back when I stand and talk."

Qiao Yiqiao was deeply moved. Not everyone can experience motion sickness as life is worse than death. Although she only fainted once, she still has fear before getting in the car, and she can only feel dizzy every time. Open the window for the first time.

Summer is okay, winter is a disaster.

The two happened to have the same opinion, rejected the suggestion from the driver, talked and laughed and walked to the river not far away.

The flowers on both sides of the road are in bloom. When we first arrived, the street lights were not turned on. At this time, under the dim light, there was a faint breeze blowing, and the enthusiasm of summer was blown away a lot. There was the sound of running water in my ears. , with a little bit of noise from young couples, and vendors' hawking, it sounds special.

"It's been a long time since I lived such a leisurely life."

Mrs. Song sighed, a little smile slowly appeared on the corner of her mouth, with a refreshing feeling, as if she had unloaded all the burdens and became more at ease.

"In the future, we can find some places like this and take the children out to play. Otherwise, we will probably be suffocated if we just stay at home."

Children's nature is to play around, if they have to be restrained, they will either become Zhan Heyan's perennially cold face, or become Xiao Guoer's social incompetence.

The two wandered by the river, found a chair and sat down.

Xiao Guo'er is obviously not in the same state as she was in the banquet hall just now. Her calves are swinging. Although her lips are pursed, she can still see her excitement. Seeing ducks in the river, she will still grab Qiao Yiqiao and Mrs. Song's arms, showing them with her fingers.

"By the way, I was invited to participate in an event a few days ago. What kind of cup comic competition is it? As a judge, have you participated?"

Mrs. Song suddenly remembered this matter, and asked curiously. After she knew that Qiao Yiqiao was drawing manga, she searched it in a blink of an eye. She draws very well.

Star Cup?
"Starlight Cup? I participated, how can I invite you to be a judge?"

Mrs. Song smiled helplessly: "The Song family sponsored part of this competition. They may think that I am more famous. After communicating with my manager, I also felt that I could relax a little bit, so I passed it."

This realm is exaggerating a bit.

Qiao Yiqiao thought to herself.

"You're bound to get good grades."

Hearing such resolute words, Qiao Yiqiao couldn't laugh or cry, she quickly waved her hand: "You don't want to go through the back door, although I think I'm really good."

Speaking of her own works, Qiao Yiqiao has never been self-effacing. She has always had such a temperament. Besides, her works are really good, which is recognized by many people.

Mrs. Song rolled her eyes, and snorted arrogantly: "I won't let you go through the back door. It's not like you don't know that the highest score and the lowest score will be discarded during the on-site scoring. I heard that the procedure of this competition is Contestants need to go on stage to talk about your inspiration, even if I want to help, I can't help, unless you let Master Zhan buy all the judges."

How much does that cost!

Qiao Yiqiao frowned quickly, pretending to be in pain, and took a deep breath: "Forget it, how much do I sell for a comic, I'll pay you to death, don't want it."

The two chatted casually, and after a while, a group of sketching girls came over.

When they were feeling how time went by so fast, a little girl in the middle hesitated for a moment, put down the drawing board and ran over.

"Is this your fan?"

Mrs. Song poked her arm and asked in surprise.

Soon, this idea was confirmed.

The little girl's face was flushed, hesitant and uncertain, she approached slowly, and asked carefully, "Excuse me, are you Xiao Qiao?"

To be honest, Qiao Yiqiao has already been fooled, how could he be so lucky to really meet fans after he came out for a while?
"I'm."

Although his mind was blurred, the smile on his mouth remained unchanged.

"I'm a first-year art student, and I'm your fan, can I sign it?"

Hearing her confession, the little girl was so excited that she almost jumped up, but quickly restrained her emotions, covered her flushed face, and asked in a low voice.

"Okay, where is the sign?"

Art students have everything, and the girl really took out a signature pen, handed it to Qiao Yiqiao, stretched out her hand to pull on her T-shirt, and pointed to a large blank space on it: "I want to sign here, can I?" ?”

Qiao Yiqiao put Xiao Guoer down, lowered her body slightly, and glanced at the white T-shirt: "You really want to come here? Wash it the same way when you go back, and it will fall off?"

The little girl quickly shook her head: "No, I can wait for it to dry for two or three days before washing it."

The signature pen is really not easy to fade.

The two happily completed the handover ceremony.

"I'm so excited, Xiao Qiao, you are so beautiful, I...I like you so much!"

The little girl looked at the signature that had already been formed, and became even more excited and incoherent, her voice trembling a little.

Qiao Yiqiao smiled: "You are also very beautiful, I wish you a happy life in the future."

After this disturbance, it was not suitable for Qiao Yiqiao to stay by the river any longer. After being teased by Mrs. Song, she returned to the door in shame, just in time for the banquet to end.

Zhan Heyan and Song Guozhong came out at the same time. After the two families said goodbye, they went to the opposite direction to get the car.

"When I just went out, I actually met fans. I really didn't expect that they could still remember what I looked like."

Qiao Yiqiao's photos at night are not much different from the real ones, but fans who can recognize her must be true fans.

"Are you happy today?"

While paying attention to the road conditions, Zhan Heyan raised his eyebrows slightly and asked.

Very happy.

Qiao Yiqiao nodded vigorously, thinking of Luo Ye, she still decided to tell the truth, she explained what happened in two or three words, and then jumped directly to getting along with Xiao Guo'er.

Hearing the familiar name, Zhan Heyan frowned slightly, but quickly recovered his calm, as if nothing had happened, but he remembered the four words Hengtian Real Estate in his heart.

After ten o'clock, the two finally returned home. Qiao Yiqiao had already taken off her dress and rushed into the kitchen wearing a sportswear. She was really hungry.

For a banquet, she hadn't eaten for seven or eight hours. She finally ate some cake at the banquet, and was disturbed by that person. At this time, she was on the verge of collapse.

"Eat a little, don't eat too much, or you won't be able to sleep at night."

Seeing Qiao Yiqiao pick up a bowl of rice, Zhan Heyan frowned and sighed helplessly.

is it a lot?
Qiao Yiqiao exaggeratedly took a big mouthful of food and ate it, and snorted softly: "You don't feel pain in your back when you stand and talk, you ate so much at noon, I didn't eat a bite, I was planning to eat, but I didn't expect a message from you It cut off my way to eat, and now I am almost dizzy."

What an exaggeration.

Zhan He rubbed her hair, shaved her nose pamperingly, took the grain of rice from the corner of her mouth with his hands, and asked, "I saw someone eat a big piece of cake there, Are you still dizzy from hunger?"

Suddenly, Qiao Yiqiao blushed.

How did she forget that Zhan Heyan was still downstairs when she was eating the cake?