Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

"All walks of life complement each other, no one is more noble than the other, and no one has the right to look down on anyone."

The sound fell resoundingly, and the lively lobby was instantly silent.

Everyone was conquered and shocked by Song Qianxi's remarks.

After a while, applause broke out in the lobby, and every sound felt like hitting a woman's face, which was burning and painful.

She didn't stay for a moment, and left in a hurry, humiliated and humiliated.

Song Mianmian, who was quietly watching from the side, let out a cold snort of disdain.

After leaving the Song family, he was good at tricks and learned to put on a show.

Someone poked her arm, she looked at the short-haired girl in bewilderment, the short-haired girl pouted at herself, followed her gaze to look at Ji Moyang, he stared at Song Qianxi for a moment, with admiration in his dark pupils .

Song Mianmian's face suddenly changed, and a gloomy look appeared in his eyes.

From the corner of the eye, Song Mianmian caught a glimpse of the gloating expressions of the two friends, which made Song Mianmian feel ashamed, and left angrily without eating the hot pot and barbecue. On the way back, she was silent.

After arriving home, Ji Moyang couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with you?"

Song Mianmian held back her anger, and let it go without waiting for Ji Moyang's comfort. She still didn't know what was wrong, so she asked excitedly, "Do you like Song Qianxi?"

Ji Moyang frowned displeased, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"I'm talking nonsense?" Song Mianmian sneered twice, "I don't like her, why are you staring at her? Didn't you see that my two friends were laughing at me because of you?"

This is what she can't stand the most, what she wants is the envious eyes of everyone.

Seeing that the irritable girl in front of me is getting farther and farther away from the girl chatting in memory, I feel that today's Song Qianxi is getting closer to the person in memory, and his always gentle face has become serious, "To put it bluntly, you Those two friends can only be regarded as friends of friends, and it doesn’t matter if they don’t communicate with each other.”

"Don't change the subject!" Song Mianmian shouted suddenly, "I'm discussing Song Qianxi with you!"

Ji Moyang, who was yelled out of nowhere, his face darkened, pinched his brows, and said helplessly: "I don't want to quarrel with you, I'm going out, you calm down first."

Hearing this, Song Mianmian's heart suddenly sank to the bottom of the valley.

Looking at his back as he turned and left, it seemed that he would lose him forever after he left.

Thinking of this, all the anger dissipated, Song Mianmian strode forward, hugged him from behind, and sincerely apologized, "I'm sorry, Brother Mo Yang, I was wrong, I just care too much about you, so..."

She choked up and cried, "I'm a little emotional, can you forgive me?"

Ji Moyang had a withdrawn personality since he was a child, and he didn't know how to deal with people very much. He could remain indifferent to a woman's tears. Even Song Mianmian couldn't touch his heartstrings, but he still made a concession.

Turning around, he hugged Song Mianmian into his arms, and patted her on the back comfortingly, "Okay, don't do that next time."

Song Mianmian nodded sincerely, and in a corner that Ji Moyang couldn't see, there was a glint of ruthlessness in his eyes!

……

Song Qianxi and Zheng Xueying finished the hot pot, took Wang Mengxue and the manager to resign.

Song Qianxi brought Wang Mengxue back home. Wang Mengxue looked cramped at the small but low-luxury house. She stood uneasy at the door, stepping on the ground for fear of dirtying the floor let alone sitting.

Song Qianxi saw her embarrassment, took her hand into the room, and said softly: "Sister Mengxue, you saved my life, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you are my reborn parents. Treat this as your own home."