Don’t blame Song Qiyue for doing such an exaggerated move, just because Song Lianheng’s words were too exciting!

"Oh! Sorry! Sorry!" Some brown liquid splashed out from the table by her, and Song Qiuyue hurriedly pulled the napkin to wipe it.

Song Lianheng sat there, but he didn't say a word, but his eyebrows were slightly frowned.

The eldest son of the Song family has always loved cleanliness and received strict education. Such uncivilized behavior cannot be seen by him.

Then he wiped the dining table clean again, and Song Qiyue smiled and said, "Brother, the last two words you just said are not very good. You have established a romantic relationship or a marriage relationship, and you still have to maintain an intimate relationship with a third party. Is this called having an affair, right?"

Song Lianheng looked at her, "Your Chinese attainments are the same as before, and you still love to be quainted with words."

Song Qiyue had no choice but to smile, "Where, I haven't read books for a long time."

Song Lianheng's eyes suddenly became sharper, more dazzling than the sunlight outside the window. He continued to ask, "Do you have them?"

"Okay." Song Qiyue felt relieved, "We have known each other for a long time. Brother, you know that Hong Kong City is not small, but not big, so it is inevitable that they will meet. But I didn't expect that he actually has a relative relationship with our family. However, the relationship between me and him is innocent!"

When she said this, Song Qiyue didn't feel guilty at all.

This is the fact. She and Mr. Mo are indeed completely clear now!

"Stayed in the same room for ten minutes, who knows?" Song Lianheng's voice was faint, "Even if it doesn't matter now, it didn't before?"

Oh my God! Who is the person who loves to be quainted with words?

Song Qiyue understood. No matter what she said, he had already decided that they had a crush on him!

"So what, so what, so what if I don't?" She asked back, but was also thinking about the purpose of Song Lianheng coming to her this time.

Song Lianheng is the heir to the Song family. He has been mature and cold since childhood. He has never liked to be enthusiastic. He has also developed the concept that time is money. As the saying goes, he will not go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble, so this time he will find her, so there must be something wrong.

Song Lianheng picked up the coffee with his slender fingers, tasted it lightly, and he said slowly, "If not, then go build it."

"If so," Song Lianheng's eyes were firmly fixed, "then it would be easier."

Speaking of this, there is no need to continue to circulate. Song Qiyue raised her lips, "Brother, what do you want me to do?"

Song Lianheng looked at her and said the purpose, "I think you should know that there will be bids for the undersea tunnel project for shipping this time."

That was a popular project recently. Wuzhou did not participate in the bidding, but Mo's is a big hit!

Now Song Shi Huituo is also participating in the bidding, so he has met his opponent!

Song Qiyue suddenly realized that she supported herself with one hand, "Brother, do you want me to be a commercial spy?"

Song Lianheng drank coffee gracefully, "Why is it so serious? It's just that you ask for some information."

"But why did I have to go and inquire?" She didn't want to get into this muddy water.

"You can refuse," Song Lianheng was very calm, "But if Aunt Jun knew about you and him, I think she would be very happy. You finally found a golden marriage."

"The deal is completed!" There is no need to talk more, just move out Aunt Jun, and Song Qiyue immediately agreed.

"I want to have something casual. I have signed the bill. I still have something to do and can't accompany you." Song Lianheng smiled with satisfaction, and he whispered and stood up.

"By bye." Song Qiyue waved her hand, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was very light.

...

At ten minutes in the evening, a taxi was parked in front of a mansion.

Song Qiyue got out of the car, took off her sunglasses and looked at the building surrounded by green shade in front of her. It was really a breeze of ancient charm.

Before Song Qiyue came forward to knock on the door, someone had already opened the small door on one side. A middle-aged man inside was probably the butler.

The man stepped forward and said, "You are Miss Song, please come in."

"Thank you." Song Qiuyue thanked her, and her eyes glanced at the three words "Mo Gongguan" on the door sign.

She knew that she would really exchange herself for this time when she stepped in.
Chapter completed!