Song Chen said: "Eat something fresh quickly. Chuchu, don't sit in your mother's arms. If you are too heavy, it will make her knees tired."

Gu Chu collapsed his fat face.

I know I've gained weight, so you don't need to remind me one by one.

If you want to blame, you will blame Aunt Zhao and my uncle for making the dishes that are so delicious. If you want to blame, Cheng Qi will give me snacks every now and then. I complained in my heart, Gu Chu still struggled out of Gu Manxi's arms, ran to the small sofa next to him and sat on the small sofa, and secretly touched his belly.

Fatty, forehead...a small belly.

Alas, I really gained weight.

Gu Manxi invited Zhao Manshi to come over and taste the freshly chopped peach meat. Zhao Manshi saw the elegant and elegant Song Chen, and his ears were slightly red. Finally, she remembered that the Song Chen, the president of Song Chen, was one of the best son-in-laws selected by his mother...

Zhao Manshi secretly examined her dress, elegant and beautiful long skirt, high heels, light makeup, and elegant manners as usual. Zhao Manshi then breathed a sigh of relief, sat down next to Gu Manxi, and nodded to Song Chen: "Mr. Song, long time no see, I am Zhao Manshi, sister of Sister Manxi."

Song Chen glanced at Zhao Manshi and nodded lightly.

Zhao Manshi couldn't help feeling melancholy.

This Song Chen is the best among the powerful people in Kyoto, a golden bachelor who is nearly thirty years old. The property of the Song family is almost comparable to that of the Cheng family. Marrying into the Song family is the dream of countless daughters and young masters.

It’s a pity that Song Chen, the head of the contemporary Song family, is too cold, too difficult to get close to, and too much to resist people thousands of miles away... Even though he already has a fiancée Cheng Qingyun, smart people can see that this so-called fiancée is just a decoration, and Song Chen has no intention of marrying her into the house.

Cheng Qingyun is more like a shield set by Song Chen, blocking the rumors outside and harassment from flowers and plants.

Alas... Zhao Manshi thought, I don’t know who would be so lucky to win Song Chen’s favor.

While secretly feeling melancholy, Zhao Manshi suddenly heard Song Chen’s gentle inquiry: “Manxi, my car seems to be out of gas.”

Zhao Manshi was stunned.

This was the first time she heard Song Chen talking to humans in a tone of "gentle", "test" and "crawling". Zhao Manshi looked up and found that Song Chen was chatting with her sister. Song Chen's expression was gentle like water, and the gentleness and love that could not be hidden in her eyebrows and eyes.

Zhao Manshi:???

Zhao Manshi: Fuck!

Song Chen said: "You know, my car needs special oil. If you can't add oil today, you can only get your assistant to deliver it tomorrow."

Gu Manxi put down the toothpick and looked at Song Chen with annoyance: "Go back by yourself."

Song Chen: "Who can I take a taxi when I am a person?"

Gu Manxi said: "Then what do you want?"

Song Chen: "Why do I just make do with the sofa tonight? It just so happens that Chuchu misses you very much, so let Chuchu accompany you tonight."

Gu Manxi said: "No, Chuchu can stay, you can't stay."

"Manxi...I drove for an entire hour and my arms were sore."

Gu Manxi and Song Chen talked very well, like a couple in love, and they were stunned by the sight of Zhao Manshi next to him. However, Gu Chuyi looked calm and had long been used to it.

Zhao Manshi's mood was like a roller coaster, rolling up and down. She widened her eyes. The cautious and trying to act coquettish in front of her was really the decisive boss of the Song family in her memory?

The world is fantasy...

Song Chen seemed to be chasing my sister.
Chapter completed!