While talking, Song Miaomiao walked straight to the seat next to Cheng Su, and sat down on her own.

Sitting gracefully, with slender long legs casually overlapping, white hands leaning on the red sandalwood table, propping his head, blinking his eyes, looking at Cheng Su.

Seeing this, the staff at the side hurriedly wanted to pour tea, but was stopped by the man in suit following Song Miaomiao.

"No, our lady doesn't like tea."

The man in the suit was unsmiling, his tone was flat, and he couldn't hear his emotions.

Cheng Su didn't raise his head immediately, until he heard the man's voice, Cheng Su raised his head and glanced at Song Miaomiao, and then casually glanced at the man in suit behind Song Miaomiao from the corner of his eye.

Intuition tells Cheng Su that Song Miaomiao's identity is not simple.

But what did it matter to him?He doesn't care.

However, Cheng Su was more or less aware of Song Miaomiao's intentions, but after looking at Song Miaomiao indifferently, he did not make any other movements.

Cheng Su looked at the tablet, and said calmly, "I'm in box No. [-], and Ms. Song is in box No. [-]. The next door is too far away. Where did the theory of fate come from?"

"If you really want to talk about fate, the person in Box No. [-] next to Ms. Song is really destined for you!"

No. [-] and No. [-] are separated by two boxes. Song Miaomiao clearly came here to find him.

And the way Song Miaomiao looked at her, even if Cheng Su was dull, he could still understand.

If the driver hadn't been driving too fast before, he wouldn't have wanted to have too much interaction with other women, and since Zhou Xiaoyu's incident, Cheng Su has always kept a certain distance from other women except Su Sihan.

Thinking about it carefully, he only spoke a few words to Song Jiaojiao, right?Why did it attract her attention?
Cheng Su thought about it, he didn't seem to have done anything to make her like him!She got into the car privately before, and then asked the driver to drive in a hurry, right?
Cheng Su frowned slightly, not knowing what Song Jiaojiao was thinking, but felt that this woman was a little annoying.

Cheng Su picked up the teacup and took a sip, smelling the aroma of the tea, he could tell that it was made of high-quality Pu'er tea, which shows the luxury of Shengtai.

The meeting place was in a circular shape. From Cheng Su's position, he could see a young man in Box No. [-], waving his hand and greeting Song Miaomiao with a sideways glance.

Cheng Su knew that anyone who could come to Shengtai, even a reporter, had a certain status, so Cheng Su observed everyone present the whole time.

Most of the people who come today are rich second generations, and very few are executives of some large companies.

As for the young man in Box No. [-], Cheng Su recognized that he was Xue Wenbai, the son of a well-known business tycoon in the imperial capital. He had just returned to China recently. Because he was the sole heir of the family group, he had attracted much media attention.

This Xue Wenbo and Song Jiaojiao obviously know each other, and they have a good relationship.

Song Jiaojiao glanced at Xue Wenbo in the eighth box, and smiled faintly. Seeing that she was exposed by Cheng Su, she didn't feel embarrassed, but shrugged indifferently, and said with a smile:
"I really think we are destined, and when I see you, I feel like friends at first sight!"

"I haven't." Cheng Su replied.

The corners of Song Jiaojiao's mouth twitched. She didn't expect Cheng Su to be so straightforward. According to the usual practice, shouldn't she thank herself for showing her love to him first?Then be polite.

But at this time Cheng Su felt that there was no need to be polite. It was out of politeness before, but now Cheng Su was a little annoyed, and since he had sensed Song Jiaojiao's intentions, there was no need to be tactful or polite.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little awkward, and Cheng Su didn't plan to take care of it, hoping that Song Jiaojiao would retreat in spite of the difficulties.

Song Jiaojiao waited for a while, and seeing that Cheng Su didn't intend to speak, she glanced at the tablet in Cheng Su's hand, thought for a while and said, "Do you know what is the mysterious lot with a starting price of [-] million today?"

Cheng Su heard the sound, but didn't make a sound, and didn't give Song Jiaojiao any reaction.

"I heard that it is a very famous Chinese painting by an ancient master."

"I see that you seem to be very interested in Ru Kiln's azure brush wash just now. I think you also know and like Chinese painting very well!"

Song Jiaojiao said that she felt that since Cheng Su was interested in Ru kiln brush washers, he would also be interested in our country's traditional Chinese paintings. It just so happened that she knew this very well, so she wanted to use this to get closer to Cheng Su.

Cheng Su shook his head and said, "I don't know what to say. As for liking, I only like the paintings made by my wife."

What Cheng Su said was true, he didn't know much about Chinese painting, nor did he like it, but he liked seeing Su Sihan's earnest, elegant and charming appearance when he was painting.

Thinking of Su Sihan, Cheng Su couldn't help but smile.

Song Jiaojiao on the side couldn't help but stare dumbfounded. This smile was completely different from Cheng Su's smile to her before. Every time he smiled at her, it was like the polite smile when he was treating guests.

But at this time, it was a smile from the heart, which was gentle and full of love.

However, Song Jiaojiao finally realized what Cheng Su said.

Wife?

Song Jiaojiao blinked, looked at Cheng Su with disbelief, and asked, "Are you married?"

Seeing Cheng Su nod his head affirmatively, the smile on Song Jiaojiao's face froze, and only then did she notice that Cheng Su was wearing a ring on his left ring finger.

She hadn't paid much attention to it before, but now she felt that the ring was so dazzling that she couldn't look directly at it.

Song Jiaojiao felt that she had lost her composure, so she adjusted her state as quickly as possible, forced a smile, and said:
"Mr. Cheng looks very young. I didn't expect to get married so early. It seems that you still love your wife very much. But generally like Mr. Cheng, don't you put your career first?"

"Yes, I love my wife very much, and to me, my wife is the most important thing to me, of course, me and her baby."

Every time Cheng Su mentioned Su Sihan and the baby, his handsome face was always filled with a happy smile, and his eyes were not as cold as looking at other people, and became tender.

These were all seen by Song Jiaojiao.

Song Jiaojiao withdrew the hand that was supporting her cheek, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "You guys still have a baby, that's great, congratulations."

"Thank you." Cheng Su smiled faintly at Song Jiaojiao.

Song Jiaojiao was a little absent-minded afterwards, she couldn't even remember how she got out of Cheng Su's box.

She just didn't expect that the man she fell in love with for the first time was already married and even had a baby.

Song Jiaojiao was suddenly a little lonely, but when she thought of Cheng Su's happy smile when he mentioned her wife, she could tell that Cheng Su and his wife loved each other very much.

It was the first time for Song Jiaojiao to see such a smile. She suddenly thought of her family that was torn apart because of Xiaosan's intervention, and she laughed like a self-deprecating smile.

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