Getting married by grandma?Lord, he fell in a second

Song Xing was also speechless: "If you didn't open it, how did you know I locked it?"

Shang Yuqian was still very upset: "I'm your husband, what's the matter?"

This guy actually spoke in a high-sounding manner.

Song Xing also knew that if Shang Yuqian became a rascal, his skin would be thicker than the city wall.

It's time to eat.

Song Xing didn't want others to wait for her either.

So he urged Shang Yuqian: "I forgot to take my clothes just now, help me get them in the room."

Song Xing also forgot for a moment that she was taking a bath in the bathroom of Shang Yuqian's room.

And her clothes were still in the suitcase in her room.

Shang Yuqian still leaned against the wall unmoved.

He tilted his head slightly, his gaze penetrated through the crack of the door: "Go out and get it yourself?"

Song Xing also snorted, and opened the door in the next second.

Just come out, what is she afraid of.

She wasn't wearing nothing anyway.

Song Xing also came out directly wrapped in a huge white bath towel.

However, the exposed white shoulders and straight legs still look very seductive.

Song Xing also snorted coldly and said, "I'm an old couple, what am I afraid of?"

After speaking, he swaggered to open the door.

Shang Yuqian hurriedly stopped: "What are you going out from the main entrance, what should you do if someone sees you?"

Song Xing also deliberately brushed his long wet hair, and then said: "If you see it, you will see it. I am an actor, and the scale of filming is much larger than this."

Shang Yuqian quickly grabbed her, and said with a dark face: "No, you wait, I'll get it."

Song Xing also smiled, and continued to brush his hair: "Thanks then."

Song Xing also quickly changed his clothes, and then went to the restaurant with Shang Yuqian.

I thought they had been delayed for a long time.

It turned out to be early.

Jiang Yinyin and Xu Dabao didn't even arrive.

At present, only Sun Zhixiang and Su Tao were sitting at a huge long table.

This is a long French style table.

When Sun Zhixiang came over, he wanted to sit directly on the main seat.

The butler stepped forward and smiled politely: "Sir, this seat is for my master."

Sun Zhixiang snorted: "It's just a position, how can there be so many particulars."

But Sun Zhixiang didn't insist on taking that position, but he still sat in the position closest to the main seat.

Su Tao originally wanted to sit farther away, but Sun Zhixiang yelled at her: "I'm sitting here, where do you sit, you sit opposite me."

Su Tao had no choice but to sit opposite Sun Zhixiang, also very close to the main table.

After a while, the people from the camera crew also came over.

The live cameras were also aimed at them.

The live broadcast room is also infecting the life of the rich and the extravagant dishes on the table.

Song Xing also sat next to Su Tao.

After a while, Xu Dabao and Jiang Yinyin finally arrived late.

Xu Dabao sat next to Song Xingye with his head sullen.

Song Xing also glanced at her: "This weather, why are you still wearing a high collar, is it cold?"

Zhou Ming sat calmly opposite Xu Dabao: "She said it might be a little cold at night."

Xu Dabao gave Zhou Ming'an a hard look.

On the other side, Jiang Yinyin also came late.

The butler also arranged for the staff of the program group to sit down.

Only the director and the assistant director were still working on the live broadcast, maintaining the normal picture in the live broadcast room.

The director felt very wronged, and vomited bitterly to the assistant director: "The dishes on the table look delicious, tripe spring bamboo shoots, charcoal-grilled matsutake, sea urchin and hibiscus soup..."

The assistant director said: "You know how to eat, eat, eat, don't forget, Fourth Master Song has invested hundreds of millions, and he can buy our team several times. What's wrong with arranging such a small job? Now he It’s the boss, and we’re just part-time workers, so after they eat meat, can we still not have soup?”

The director was convinced: "It makes sense."

He has been a gold medal director of variety shows for so many years, and he also has many works that have gone out of the circle.

But it's always bad luck, or it's an upset, but because I didn't get sponsorship in the early stage, I didn't make any money at all.

Or it's a big investment of hard work but little attention.

Anyway, he has been in the director circle for so many years, and his reputation is not small, but he is still a pauper.

Now that he has finally hugged the thigh of a benefactor's father, of course he has to please him.

But this patron's father is not so easy to serve.

In fact, the third stop of the shooting was also designated by the sponsor's father.

I don't know what the purpose of the gold master's father is.

Moreover, the director noticed something was wrong very early on.

This Fourth Master Song seemed to take extra care of their amateur guests.

For an expert who studies marriage and love relationships, one can see the unusual relationship between men and women from the eyes.

And Fourth Master Song looked at Su Tao with unusual, very unusual eyes...

But how can the two people who can't fight together have any intersection?

While the director was still dreaming, today's protagonist finally entered the scene.

Rong Huaijin came in.

Bai Wanqing came in beside him.

Bai Wanqing was still wearing a long white dress, and she looked like a white swan.

After Song Huaijin came over, she stood beside the main table but did not sit down.

Because the main seat has only one position.

Logically speaking, as the hostess, Bai Wanqing must be sitting in the seat closest to the main seat.

That is the position of Sun Zhixiang or Su Tao.

But now that they had already taken their seats, there was no room for Bai Wanqing for a while.

Song Huaijin glanced at Su Tao seemingly casually, and then looked at the butler: "What's going on?"

Su Tao seemed to understand this look all of a sudden.

Su Tao got up quickly: "I'll sit in the back."

Su Tao hadn't stood up yet, but Bai Wanqing gently pressed her shoulders by the side: "Miss Su, you're welcome, just sit here, you are guests, you should be entertained."

After finishing speaking, Bai Wanqing smiled faintly at Song Huaijin: "Huaijin, I'll just sit in the back, please sit down quickly."

After speaking, Bai Wanqing gracefully and calmly chose a seat from behind.

And this location happened to be next to Shang Yuqian.

Sun Zhixiang scolded Su Tao from the side: "Su Tao, you really have no eyesight. You can't get up after taking Miss Bai's position. Just look at how generous Miss Bai is, she is simply a model of a lady."

Studio

[Sun Zhixiang must be sick. He obviously took his place. If the housekeeper hadn't stopped him just now, he still wanted to sit at the main table. Why didn't he go to heaven?]

[The man at the bottom shifted his firepower to his wife, licked her wife, belittled Su Tao, can't he take a piss without a mirror at home? 】

[Speaking of which, what is the origin of that woman in white? Is she really Song Siye's wife? 】