President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Song Runian raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her.

The beige suit set off his noble temperament, and there was a smile in those deep black eyes.

He did like stars a little bit.

"I, like you, also feel that the stars are very kind."

It feels like... the stars are their children!

But that was Smith's son.

Song Runian thought, "Probably because he is also five years old, just like Heping Bao'anbao and the others, so he loves the house and the black."

"Probably so." Bao Sibai nodded, "Let's go, I'll take you to dinner."

Taking Song Ru Nian out for dinner, Bo Si Bai naturally couldn't just let it go.

He chose the best Japanese food shop nearby, and after eating, he had to drive Song Runian back to Mu Garden.

"I can just go back by myself." Song Runian refused aloud, "There are a lot of things in the company, as well as the design draft that needs to be investigated. Go get busy."

As for her, she happened to go to see Qin Su before returning home.

If you're lucky, Qin Su will take the initiative to see her off, so you don't need to take a taxi.

When Bo Sibai heard this, he didn't insist anymore.

"Then pay attention to your own safety and call me when you get home." Bo Si Bai said in a deep voice.

"Okay." Song Runian nodded.

After leaving at the entrance of the Japanese grocery store, Song Runian prepared to take a taxi to Qin Su's house.

When they arrived at Qin Su's house, they found that the house was in a mess, and there was no place to set foot.

Song Runian took a breath, "What's the situation, are you going to open a garbage dump here?"

"What garbage dump?" Qin Su sat on the edge of the sofa and rolled her eyes at her. "These are all expensive things, okay?"

Expensive things?

Song Runian picked it up casually and looked at it, and found that it was a shoe box, inside was a pair of very beautifully sewn red flowerpot-soled shoes, with patterns of mandarin ducks playing in the water embroidered with gold thread on the upper.

Seeing this, Song Runian's pupils trembled.

She picked up another clothes bag covered by a dust bag, and opened it to see that it was Xiuhe clothes that matched the flower pot bottom shoes.

Looking at other things, it's all about marriage.

"What are you doing, are you going to get married?" Song Ru Nian asked puzzled.

Qin Su nodded honestly, two blushes of shyness flew across her fair cheeks, "Not really."

It's not yet!

Song Runian raised her finger and pointed to the things on the ground, "You bought all the things, and you still say it's not right?"

"Really not," Qin Su explained, "The main reason is that I haven't asked Yaya's consent yet, and I don't know if he is willing to marry me."

After a pause, he added, "But I think he should be willing, after all, it's such a happy thing for the gold master to become his wife."

hiss--

Song Runian took a breath.

She leaned forward, hugged Qin Su's head with a serious face, and forced her eyes to meet, "Shake your head and let me listen."

"What are you doing?" Qin Su asked with a puzzled face.

Song Runian replied, "Let me see how much water has entered your mind."

Qin Su: "..."

She pushed Song Runian away in disgust, "Is there a girlfriend as bad as you? I want to pursue true love. It's fine if you don't bless me, and you say I'm out of my mind?"

"Marriage is a big deal," Song Runian said with a serious face, "You can marry him, at least you have to know the basics!"

But in fact, Qin Su didn't even know what that person called, so she could only call out one by one!