if love is invisible

An ignorant waiter came over: "Do you need to copy the bill?"

"Yes." Han Feishen took the lead to look away, and opened the menu at hand, "Then I will recommend a few characteristics of W City to Mr. Song."

Song Xigu smiled slightly: "Yes."

"Escargot chicken stew, classic chicken, beef brisket stew, car snail mustard soup, and a local yellow bone fish."

Han Fei closed the menu and asked Song Xigu, "Does Mr. Song need to add an order?"

Song Xigu shook his head: "The host does as the guest pleases."

It's a good sentence!
This is W City, Han Feishen's home field, and Song Xigu actually claims to be the owner!
The waiter copied the order and confirmed it, then slipped away quickly.

After the waiter left, the atmosphere at table 8 froze again. The two men crossed their arms and looked like they were about to fight, but neither of them spoke.

The two girls not far away took a few peeks and discussed in a low voice: "These two people look like two small mouths at first glance, and the handsome couple even quarrels so beautifully!"

Another said, "I'll give you a dollar and I'll bet you that the one on the left is 0 and the one on the right is 1!"

"I bet the right hand is 0 and the left is 1!"

Are they a couple?
Han Fei's face darkened for a moment, and he tapped his fingers on the table: "Mr. Song, if you have something to say, just say it. You don't need to go around here, everyone is busy."

Song Xigu suppressed his smile: "Then I'll just say it straight."

"I know that my fiancée is somewhat similar to your late wife, but I hope Young Master Han can understand that they are two completely different people. Your wife has passed away, while my fiancée's life has just begun."

"I hope Young Master Han can promise me not to meet my fiancée in private again."

"I beg Han Shao as an ordinary man and an ordinary brother, and hope that Han Shao can fulfill it."

Han Fei frowned deeply: "Mr. Song, I can tell you very clearly that my wife is irreplaceable in my heart. I don't have any unreasonable feelings for Miss Song."

"However, I feel very honored that Mr. Song thinks highly of me."

The corner of Han Feichen's lips twitched, with a half-smile: "At the same time, I'm also curious, why is Mr. Song so unconfident that he is so worried about my private contact with Lingmei? Are you afraid that I will fall in love with her, or that she will fall in love with me? ?”

"Or, both?" After speaking, he slightly bent his index finger and tapped on the table rhythmically.

Song Xigu narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled: "My fiancée and I have a deep relationship and trust each other. We can control ourselves, but we can't control those idiots outside who don't have eyes and don't want to live!"

"Young Master Han, there is a beautiful woman at home, you should understand how you want to protect her every second of every second!"

Han Fei's pupils shrank.

Song Xigu: "I'm sorry, I forgot Mrs. Han has passed away. You don't have a delicate flower to protect. You accidentally pierced Han Shao's heart. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Han Feichen leaned forward, with a gloomy face: "There are delicate flowers at home, so take good care of them, but if you keep them secret, there will always be times when Mr. Song can't protect them. I hope that Mr. Song will not fail to protect the flowers, but will be caught instead." The flower thorn pricked my hand!"

Song Xigu's smile disappeared.

……

A meal was full of tension, and finally broke up unhappy.

Song Xigu drove back to City S, and rushed to Star Entertainment before getting off work in the afternoon.

Chen Mian had just finished reading the three proposals submitted by the production department, and her head hurt. She was frowning when Song Xigu came in.

Song Xigu hurried in, replaced her fingers with both hands, and pressed her with appropriate strength: "What's wrong? Are you too tired? Or is there too much pressure?"

Chen Mian shook her head: "No, it's just that my eyes are a little tired after reading the documents for a long time."

Song Xigu lowered his head and flipped through the documents on her desk. Looking at the characters on them, his face darkened suddenly: "Is the company out of money to buy paper? Why are these characters so small?"

Immediately called Assistant Lin in: "Xiao Lin, if the typesetting of the documents submitted in the future is too dense and the font size is unqualified, all of them should be sent back and redone!"

He picked up the three documents and threw them on the table: "Look for yourself, are you comfortable reading it?!"

Xiao Lin lowered his head and dared not make a sound.

During this period of time, she was indeed a bit flustered. When the three proposals were handed in, she could tell that they were not professional. It was especially easy to discuss and get along with, so she just accepted it.

Song Xigu stared at Xiao Lin: "If you want to be the chief assistant, you must be professional and excellent in all aspects. If you can't do it, I'll replace it with someone else!"

Assistant Lin quickly stated: "I'm sorry, President, I promise I won't make the same mistake again in the future!"

"Go out." Song Xigu waved his hand, his face softened.

After Assistant Lin left, Chen Mian said, "Brother, Assistant Lin is very professional and can help me very well. It was a trivial matter just now, so don't be angry."

Song Xigu's face became tense: "It's about your eyes, how can it be considered a trivial matter?"

Her eyes have undergone surgery, and she should use her eyes scientifically, and these documents are indeed very unprofessional. If Assistant Lin was a little more responsible, documents in this format would not be able to reach Chen Mian.

In case her eyes are uncomfortable, she goes to the hospital for an examination and finds out that her eyes have been transplanted, but she doesn't have any impression, she will definitely have doubts about her identity!
The more Song Xigu thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he asked Chen Mian to leave work immediately.

Chen Mian has no objection, anyway, she has almost finished her work, so she can go back a few minutes earlier.

On the way, Chen Mian asked Song Xigu about today's work: "Suddenly not going to the hospital, no surgery to do, brother, are you not used to it?"

Song Xigu nodded: "I'm really not used to it, but it's good not to be a doctor, at least I don't have to face life and death every day, and I can go to and from work with you every day, Xiaoyu, I like my current life very much."

Chen Mian also nodded with a smile: "I like it too."

Soon after arriving home, Chen Mian felt a little dizzy and nauseous. Yu Min hurriedly found her a Huoxiangzheng soda. After drinking it, Chen Mian rested for a while and recovered quickly. After a good night's sleep, the soreness in her eyes disappeared.

During breakfast, Song Yuanqiao said, "Xiaoyu, can you accompany Mom and Dad today?"

Chen Mian looked over, and Song Yuanqiao explained: "Isn't your mother and I going to travel? Your mother said that most of the clothes at home are dresses or home clothes, which are not suitable for outdoor activities. I want to buy some new ones, but I don't have anything. I understand, I'm afraid I'll be scolded if I can't find a suitable one for her...Xiao Yu, let's put the work aside for now, can you do Dad a little favor?"

Chen Mian squinted and smiled, "Good dad."

After calling Assistant Lin to explain the work, Chen Mian changed into light outdoor clothes, and the family of three headed to Tianhe Shopping Plaza.

When Yu Min was young, there were not so many shopping plazas in City S, but they were built later, and she was not in the mood to go shopping because of her daughter’s disappearance. Later, she adopted Song Xigu, and his clothes were always delivered directly to her door. Yes, she has never had such a happy experience like today.

On the left is her daughter on her arm, and on the right is her husband who is helping to carry the bag. Yu Min becomes addicted to shopping, and spends millions without knowing it. Except for her own clothes and skin care products, they are all Chen Mian's. .

At 03:30 in the afternoon, Song Yuanqiao couldn't hold on anymore, and the mother and daughter decided to fight again another day.

The family of three got into the car and headed home.

As soon as Chen Mian entered the house, the cell phone in his pocket rang. It was Yan Ke, head of the artist department, who called: "President, something happened to Jian Fan!"