I will die early and cannon fodder. I will enjoy great blessings after marrying a sick man.

Shen Yanqing put down his wine glass, chuckled and said, "Oh, it can be said that what Mr. Lu gave me was just a blank check, but Vesena's is real money. This deal is not a good deal for us Manqing! "

Hearing Shen Yanqing's words, Lu Sizhe's heart skipped a beat, but he still pretended to be calm and asked, "What does Mr. Shen mean? I don't quite understand."

"It's not interesting at all. If Mr. Lu wants to get Vesena from me, he must give me something in exchange!"

Recalling Shen Yanqing's words, Lu Sizhe frowned. He really couldn't guess what Shen Yanqing wanted. It was definitely impossible to get the Lu family's fabric factory. He was not a fool, and Shen Yanqing was neither, but After thinking about Shen Yanqing's words several times, Lu Sizhe couldn't figure out what Shen Yanqing wanted.

Not to mention that Lu Sizhe didn't know what Shen Yanqing meant, even Song Manman couldn't understand what Shen Yanqing meant.

Fortunately, Shen Yanqing didn't go around too long. Seeing that Lu Sizhe didn't understand, he said directly: "I heard that the Lu family has many pieces of fine silk, which are most suitable for making cheongsam. Shen wants to ask for two pieces. match."

After saying that, Shen Yanqing looked at Song Manman and smiled. Their sweet girl couldn't put down the cheongsam that her second son bought for her. Unfortunately, there were not many high-quality fabrics suitable for making cheongsam. All he knew was that the Lu family had hundreds of them. match.

Hearing Shen Yanqing's request, Lu Sizhe breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "If Young Master Shen likes it, Lu will go back and bring a few more horses to Young Master Shen."

Although the Lu family doesn't have much silk, only a few hundred pieces, they still give it to relatives, friends, and important partners. It doesn't matter if he gives a few pieces to Shen Yanqing. He has this right. There are still some.

After chatting about business, the meal was enjoyed by all the guests.

After dinner and separation from Lu Sizhe, the family of three strolled through the streets of Hong Kong City.

Looking at the lanterns in the distance, Little Orange liked them so much that she repeatedly asked Shen Yanqing to buy one for her.

Shen Yanqing, who reluctantly rejected his daughter, came back with two lanterns, one large and one small. The smaller one was handed to Little Orange, while the larger one was stuffed into Song Manman's hands.

"Why did you buy it for me too?" Song Manman bit her lip in embarrassment as she looked at the lantern in her hand.

After weighing the little orange in his arms, Shen Yan freed up a hand to rub Song Manman's hair and said softly, "Our dear baby is also a little girl!"

"I'm thirty years old, so I'm still a little girl." Thinking about her age, Song Manman couldn't help but said with some melancholy.

Seeing that Shen Yanqing was silent, Song Manman snorted and said, "Isn't it weird that I'm acting like a spoiled child now? Shen Yanqing, you haven't said you love me for a long time."

After saying that, Song Manman patted her head and felt regretful. She didn't know why she said that just now. She probably had been pampered for too long, and she had done a lot now.

Until he got home, Shen Yanqing didn't say a word to Song Manman.

After returning home and taking a shower, Song Manman lay on the bed and got ready to rest. Tang Yao and Tang Luo both came back from Tang's house tonight, so Little Orange didn't need her to take care of her. The little girl was having fun with her two aunts.

Song Shi didn't see him, but he heard that Song Sinan went to country F to deal with matters. Song Sinan was still there, and he didn't know how the two arranged it.

When Shen Yanqing came in, she saw Song Manman wrapped herself up as tightly as a silkworm chrysalis. She gently pulled the quilt and quickly got into bed. Shen Yanqing held Song Manman's waist.

"My dear, I didn't mean not to reply to your words just now. Little Orange is here, and there are some things I can't say in front of her, but my love for you has not diminished at all, and is growing day by day." After saying that, Shen Yan Qing kissed Song Manman's neck.

Turning around, Song Manman pulled the quilt up, exposing only his two eyes, hummed softly, and said, "Don't you think it's no longer fresh?"

Using a little force to loosen Song Manman's half of the quilt, Shen Yanqing stepped forward, stared at Song Manman face to face, and said: "Every day with you is new, interesting, and happy. ,"

Putting her hand on Shen Yanqing's chest, Song Manman exclaimed, "No, Yaoyao and the others are opposite, and this house is not soundproof."

"Go to the space." After saying that, Shen Yanqing turned over and took Song Manman into the space and found the room where the two of them often rested.

The next day, Song Manman rubbed her waist that was about to break and patted her mouth. She would definitely not talk nonsense next time. A man who had been a stranger for too long could not offend her. She didn't know what she did last night. .

With a satisfied face, Shen Yanqing pulled Song Manman back to the bed and said softly: "My dear, you can rest at home today. I will go to a meeting for them to deal with their retirement matters."

Without rejecting Shen Yanqing's proposal, Song Manman nodded and said, "Okay."

After kissing Song Manman's forehead, Shen Yanqing quickly got up and got dressed, then went to see her daughter and drove to Manqing.

Song Manman slept until half past nine before getting up. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Tang Yao and Tang Luo making pastries in the kitchen with Little Orange.

Influenced by Zheng Xiu and Tao Yunniang, their family would study pastry making whenever they had nothing to do, so now everyone knows a little bit.

Seeing Song Manman coming over, Xiao Juzi held up the cake she had made to Song Manman and said, "Mom, look at the little flowers I made, do they look good?"

Looking at the unknown shape of dough in her daughter's hand, Song Manman's words of encouragement and praise were choked in her throat.

He smiled reluctantly and praised: "It's beautiful. Our little orange is really amazing. It's the first time you make pastry and you can make it like this. It's great!"

After Song Manman finished speaking, Xiao Juzi pursed her lips and took her hand back, saying: "Mom, you are so fake. I know what I did is ugly."

Just when Song Manman was about to speak to comfort her, she heard the little guy coaxing her, saying: "But it doesn't matter, little Orange, you are still young now. When you grow up, you will definitely do better and be better than your mother. Come on. oh!"

Hearing this, Song Manman couldn't help but smile, but she felt relieved when she saw that her daughter was not hit.

She walked to the kitchen and started making pastries with Tang Yao and Tang Luo. She hadn't made pastries for a long time since she took over Manqing.

"What kind of pastries are you planning to make?" Looking at the roses next to her, Song Manman asked with some confusion. After all, there are so many pastries that can use roses.

"We want to make rose cakes. Sister Manman, aren't you going to the company today? I heard Luo Luo said that the company is quite busy." After hearing Song Manman's words, Tang Yao quickly replied.