Rebirth 93: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Bai Fumei

Chen Yang, Song Qingyun and Mr. Zhou chatted for a long time, and Mr. Zhou looked at the store again, especially praising the chicken bowl.

Chen Yang suggested that he go back and get the silk back, and everyone watched in the store. Before Mr. Zhou could speak, Song Min spoke next to him, "Mr. Zhou, I still think we should go to Boss Chen's house to appreciate the silk books."

As she spoke, Song Min glanced at Chen Yang from the corner of her eyes, "Boss Chen doesn't have a car, and it takes too long to get back and forth. Why don't you trouble Mr. Song and send us there directly?"

Chen Yang looked at Song Min, why did this girl have to go to her own home when she had nothing to do? Do you have to know where I live?

"It's okay, don't bother Boss Song," Chen Yang patted his thigh and smiled, "Although I don't have a car yet, I have a motorcycle now. I can ride a motorcycle very fast. I'll be back in a while."

"That's even worse!" Song Min glanced at Chen Yang, "Motorcycles are so dangerous. Motorcycles are banned in our capital now. Besides, it's okay if you break it, but don't break the silk book!"

"You are right, Mr. Zhou!"

Chen Yang glanced at Song Min complainingly, couldn't this bitch hope that she would order it? It's okay if I dropped it. Don't destroy the silk. What do you mean?

"Yes, yes!" Mr. Zhou nodded and looked at Chen Yang, "You young people have no sense of propriety. I'm scared to see those young men in Beijing running around on the streets on motorcycles."

"It's okay," Chen Yang looked at Mr. Zhou with a smile and said, "Mr. Zhou, then I won't ride the motorcycle back. I'll let my friend drive the car and let my uncle chat with you here, so you don't have to go back. It’s a struggle.”

After speaking, Chen Yang waved to Zhenfeng, "Zhenfeng, please drive me home."

Zhenfeng nodded after hearing this, and just as he was about to stand up, Song Min pursed his lips and smiled, then spoke again.

"Boss Chen, you don't hide anything good at home, are you afraid that Mr. Zhou will see it?" Song Min glanced at Chen Yang with a smirk, "Mr. Zhou, look at how stingy Boss Chen is, give him a chance. It’s a piece of silk, but he’s hiding something good from us!”

After hearing what Song Min said, everyone laughed. Chen Yang looked at Song Min with a smile. Song Min opened her eyes wide and looked at Chen Yang. She pursed her mouth slightly and showed a proud smile. Seeing Chen Yang looking at him, she couldn't help but stick out her tongue, and then she Feeling embarrassed, he turned his head and covered his mouth and smiled.

It seems that I haven't made a face in a long time. I don't know why, but I can't pretend to be aloof in front of Chen Yang.

Woman, oh! Chen Yang sighed silently in his heart. There is really nothing he can do with this woman. Why do you always want to go to your own house when you have nothing to do? Why do you always want to take care of yourself?

Just go, no matter who you are afraid of!

"Why do you have to go to my house when you have nothing to do?" Chen Yang asked Song Min while smoking a cigarette at the door of the store.

Song Min shook her long hair, "I have a problem, that is, the more people don't let me do something, the more I want to do it! Since you don't want me to know your home so much, then I have to go!"

After saying that, Song Min glanced at Chen Yang provocatively, her eyes filled with pride.

Chen Yang glanced at Song Min helplessly, then pointed in the direction of the street, "Here, there is a public toilet there. Don't eat shit. Actually, shit doesn't taste good at all. It just makes your mouth wet. Do you understand?"

Song Min looked at Chen Yang like an idiot, this guy must be sick! At the same time, he reached out and hit Chen Yang on the shoulder, "You must be sick. If you have that habit, I will buy the toilet for you and you can squat in it and eat!"

"Didn't you say that others don't let you do something, so what do you want to do?" Chen Yang looked at Song Min with a smile, "I won't let you eat shit now, why don't you go... Hey, hey, it hurts! "

Before Chen Yang could say anything, Song Min reached out and pinched Chen Yang's waist. This kid really deserves a beating!

It was Song Qingyun who was driving. Song Qingyun couldn't express the pain in his heart. It was really bad to follow Chen Yang. After all, he was also the president of Jiangcheng Antiques Association, and now he became Chen Yang's driver.

Fortunately, his mother and Fang Ziwei were both at home. Chen Yang smiled and introduced Mr. Zhou and Song Min to his mother and Fang Ziwei.

Fang Ziwei held Chen Yang's arm and stared at Song Min with her eyes wide open. God, how could there be such a beautiful woman in the world? Not only is she beautiful, but she also has a temperament that is one of a kind.

Song Min also looked at Fang Ziwei and saw Fang Ziwei holding Chen Yang's arm, leaning on Chen Yang like a little bird. Is this Chen Yang's wife? It’s too common!

When she saw Fang Ziwei's slightly bulging belly, Song Min felt a little uncomfortable. It might be nice if she could be an ordinary woman.

"Hey, sit down quickly, sit down quickly," Chen Yang's mother motioned for everyone to sit down, "The house is untied, it's too messy, don't dislike it!"

"It's true that my Yangyang family doesn't notify them in advance when guests come. This house is too big, and it's tiring to clean it up once every day!" Chen Yang's mother poured tea for everyone and spoke while gesturing to everyone. Eat fruit.

As she spoke, Chen Yang's mother came to Song Min, looked her up and down, and smiled, "This girl is so handsome. Look at her long legs. They are as long as one and a half mine, haha!"

While talking, Chen Yang's mother put her thigh next to Song Min to compare. Chen Yang was instantly embarrassed and wanted to run away, "Oh my God, can we hold each other while we talk? This woman in front of you is not an ordinary woman."

Song Min shyly retracted her legs and smiled slightly, "Auntie, what you say is really interesting."

Chen Yang's mother chuckled and took Song Min's arm, "Look at this girl, she has tender skin and tender flesh, how nice she is! Do you also live in the capital?"

Song Min was a little embarrassed when Chen Yang's mother held her hand. She wanted to pull her hand back, but she felt bad about it, so she could only let Chen Yang's mother hold her hand and nodded.

"What are your parents doing in the capital?"

"Mom, Mom," Chen Yang hurriedly stopped his mother, "She is here to be a guest, why did you check your household registration?"

Chen Yang's mother glared at Chen Yang, "Let me ask you what you are afraid of. Go and get busy! This girl has such looks and temperament that we in Jiangcheng can't pick one out. Why would she get involved with you guys!" "

"You guys go and get busy, I'll have a chat with the girl!"

After speaking, Chen Yang's mother took an orange and handed it to Song Min. "Girl, come and eat some fruit. I see you are carrying a camera. Are you a reporter?"

Chen Yang felt his head feel heavy for a moment, so he signaled to Song Qingyun and Mr. Zhou, and hurriedly went upstairs to get the silk book, so that he could finish reading it and let them leave as soon as possible!

Song Min shook her head and said that she was not a reporter. She opened a foreign trade company in Beijing and antiques were her hobby. She also talked about her parents' jobs.

"Oh my god," Chen Yang's mother was shocked after hearing this, "Your parents are both diplomats, so you need to know a foreign language, right?"

Song Min nodded, "My father knows eight foreign languages, and my mother knows six foreign languages."

Hearing this, Chen Yang's mother slapped her thigh and said, "Why does this girl have such long legs? Her parents have good genes!"

Just as Chen Yang was walking downstairs with the silk book in hand, he almost lost his balance when he heard this and fell down immediately. This was the first time he heard that long legs were related to the ability to speak foreign languages. What kind of logic is this, mother!

"Mom, stop talking nonsense. What does speaking a foreign language have to do with long legs?" Chen Yang smiled apologetically at Song Min.

"How come you kid doesn't understand anything!" The mother glared, "A foreign language is a country. My parents have fourteen countries in total. Even if a foreign language is worth 5 centimeters, this is more than the average person. It’s 60 centimeters taller, what a joke!”

"Hahaha!"