When I returned to the living room, the entire old house was filled with large round tables.

The chef team invited from a five-star hotel made one delicious dish after another, and the servants brought it to the table.

Song Hongyang is responsible for contacting the kitchen. He has been working in the kitchen just now and does not know about the changes in the study.

Song Hongwen knew his younger brother's temper, so he didn't tell him.

The two brothers led the guests to their seats with a smile on their faces, pouring wine and raising glasses, trying to liven up the atmosphere.

For a moment, the whole old house was drinking and chatting, which really dissipated the awkward atmosphere brought by the farce in the original study into the fragrance of vegetables and wine.

Zhao Shuying held Song Qinrong's hand and walked to the main table with great enthusiasm to sit down. Fu Sichen followed the two of them and sat next to Song Qinrong.

Fang Luoyu, who was opposite, saw him and his eyebrows were immediately frowned.

"Sir, your location is not here, right? This is the main table."

The main table can only be sat on the Song family and Fang family.

As Song Qinrong's identity, it's not actually the main table. It's just that Zhao Shuying pulled her over directly, and Fang Luoyu and the others had no choice.

But what's wrong with this strange man?

Fu Sichen didn't say anything, but just raised his eyes and looked at him slowly.

Just this glance made Fang Luoyu choke in his throat.

It’s this man again... At the last Fang family’s new product launch conference, the surveillance was hacked, and it was the man who suddenly appeared to repair it.

Afterwards, he and his father Fang Zhonghuan both found out about the identity of the man, but found nothing.

Until now, I don’t know who this extraordinary man is.

Song Qinrong knew Fu Sichen's temper, lowered her eyes and was about to eat without saying a word.

However, the foolish lord Zhao Shuying had a very good impression of him because of Fu Sichen protecting his granddaughter just now, so she immediately waved her hand indifferently.

"It doesn't matter. Your grandfather and others will probably not finish the game of chess in a short time. If you drag it out, you may not necessarily come out to have a meal!

Anyway, this position is empty, so let him sit here."

After saying that, he turned his head kindly and kindly, and glanced at Fu Sichen: "You are Rongrong's friend, are you?"

"Um."

Fu Sichen withdrew his cold and captivating gaze, first glanced at Song Qinrong, and a hint of warmth appeared in his dark eyes. Then he raised his eyes and nodded politely to Zhao Shuying: "Hello grandma, my name is Fu Sichen."

Fu Sichen?

Hearing this name, Fang Luoyu's eyebrows immediately frowned even tighter.

The surname is Fu? This man actually has the surname Fu?

Could it be...he is from the Fu family?

At this time, there were Zhao Shuying and others on the main table.

Zhao Shuying didn't think about the Fu family at all, just nodded with a smile.

"Oh, Xiaochen? This name sounds so good!"

She could see Fu Sichen's eyes change clearly just now. With her years of experience in looking at people, this young man is probably interested in her Rongrong!

"Okay, okay, why is the young man so beautiful? Sitting with us Rongrong is a perfect match... Oh, by the way, can grandma ask, do you have a partner?"

When Song Qinrong, who was sandwiched in the middle, heard this, the egg custard that had just swallowed into her mouth almost slipped into her lungs.

"Ahem, grandma, you..."

But Fu Sichen had already reached out his hand skillfully, and while patting her on the back, he said kindly: "No."

Zhao Shuying's eyes suddenly changed.

Song Qinrong coughed for a long time and finally recovered.

Fu Sichen thoughtfully scooped her a bowl of soup. She took it habitually and scooped up a spoonful. As soon as she put it into her mouth, she heard Zhao Shuying smile.

"Xiaochen, you said it's a coincidence that our Rongrong has no partner yet!"

"puff!"

Song Qinrong's soup almost spurted out, and she endured it and choked into her lungs again.

"Cough cough cough..." He choked again and blushed.

Song Yiyi looked at Fu Sichen with a smile: "Grandma, this is my sister's physics teacher. She should be quite old and may not be suitable for her sister..."

Before she could finish her words, a sharp gaze ejaculated.

Song Yiyi shivered, turned her head and met Fu Sichen's cold and dark eyes.

The second half of the sentence can't be said.

Zhao Shuying, who was standing beside her, also had a dilute smile because of this sentence and said coldly: "What's wrong with being old? Only when a man is old can he know how caring for others. Look at Xiaochen, how nice to your sister?"

"It's a good thing to know that loving people is a good thing, but if you only love people, you can't take out anything else, but it's not very suitable."

The person who said this was Meng Yali who had just comforted her son.

Song Xiao was beaten up, and cried and made a fuss in the room and almost blew.

Her baby son has been cared for and protected by her since she was born. When has she ever suffered such grievances?

It’s all because of this little bitch Song Qinrong!

Now, the old lady actually wants to match her with this man?

Ha! So what about matching? Who in this world can compare to her son-in-law from the Fang family!

Thinking of this, her sharp eyes were meaningfully drawn to Fu Sichen: "Today is our old lady's birthday party. Since you come to celebrate your birthday, you won't even be prepared for a gift, right?"

But Fu Sichen stood up as if he didn't hear it at all, and slowly scooped a bowl of beef soup for Zhao Shuying.

After Zhao Shuying took the beef soup with a smile, he spoke politely.

"My gift is still on the way, please wait."

"I'm still on the way?" Meng Yali was immediately happy, "I'm sure you bought this gift you bought right away? I don't know, I thought you only got the news about our old lady's birthday today!"

Zhao Shuying lowered her face: "It's enough for people to arrive. What gifts do you want without a gift?"

"Grandma, gifts are our wishes, how can we not pay attention to them? Could it be that grandma doesn't like the gifts I give you, so you said such words?"

Song Yiyi was dissatisfied when she heard this, and pouted and looked aggrieved.

Meng Yali nodded: "That's mom!

The complete collection of the hardcover version of "Qingyi" signed by Leng Zhu, but Yiyi went to several publishing houses to find the contact person and asked for it for a whole month!

If you say that this kind of gift is not important, she will be disappointed."

"The complete collection of "Qingyi" hardcover version?"

Hearing this, Song Qinrong, who was burying her head in her meal, finally raised her head, and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes that had always been calm and calm.

Song Yiyi smiled slightly: "Yes, sister, "Qingyi" is grandma's favorite comic!

I thought that my grandma was richer than me, and I couldn't afford to give me those jade and jewelry, but at least, I could give me something that my grandma really wanted and didn't have yet, which further reflects my filial piety as a junior.

So I tried every means to ask for this set of "Qingyi" signed by Leng Zhu. But who knew that grandma actually said it was not important..."

Speaking of "Qingyi", Zhao Shuying finally smiled and hurriedly comforted her.

"Important! Yiyi is very considerate. This is my favorite gift that grandma received today!"

Song Qinrong's eyebrows were frowning tightly.

It shouldn't be.

She just sent that signed version of "Qingyi" the day before yesterday?

Mo Ke hasn't received the goods yet, so how could it be transferred to Song Yiyi?

"Can you let me see?" she asked thinking of this.

Song Yiyi's eyes changed: "What are you doing when I see my gift? Is it that my sister is also interested in "Qingyi"?"

Suddenly, she thought of something again and said with a smile: "By the way, sister, what exactly are you preparing for grandma?

I have asked you so many times before, but you are so tight-lipped. I am already curious to death!”

"In the room, I'll get it now."

Song Qinrong had just sent Mo Ke a WeChat message, and heard this and stood up and said, "By the way, take yours, I want to see it."

After saying that, he turned around and left the dining table, Fu Sichen immediately stood up and followed.

Her movements were too neat, and Song Yiyi didn't have time to refute anything.

Zhao Shuying looked at the backs of the two people and smiled and said, "Yali, since Rongrong wants to see it, then you can help me get the set of "Qingyi" given by Yiyi."

As usual, she will definitely not be willing to show it out.

But now it is different. She is in a good mood and speaks with her granddaughter who has almost never asked for her, so she naturally has no choice but to do so.
To be continued...