Zhang Heye instantly understood something, and she blinked at Fu Song: "Are you going to pretend to be someone else's boyfriend? Be careful to make the fake come true!"

Fu Song was stunned: "How do you know?"

Zhang Heye was a little embarrassed: "When you were talking to Tang Keke, I wanted to go over and say hello.

As a result, I didn’t dare to show up after hearing what you talked about.”

Fu Song sweated a moment, and he whispered: "Remember to keep it a secret for me. If someone exposes it, it will be embarrassing."

"Don't worry, I won't talk nonsense!"

"By the way, why don't you go over and take a look tomorrow!"

Zhang Heye was stunned: "I...isn't it suitable? And it can easily cause misunderstandings."

Fu Song smiled and said, "What's the matter? You can just not go with me all the way by then.

Anyway, there must be many people going to the Tang family to celebrate their birthday tomorrow, and no one will pay attention.

and……"

Fu Song paused: "Those who celebrated their birthdays in the past are successful people from all walks of life.

If you communicate more with them, it will also be beneficial to the development of the pharmaceutical factory."

Zhang Heye was instantly moved: "Then I'll go there?"

"You must go, remember to bring a gift, and the company will reimburse you."

After hearing the two of them talking, Old Mrs. Zhang suddenly asked: "Are you talking about Old Mrs. Tang full of flowers?"

Fu Song was confused: "The branches are full of flowers? Who are they?"

"It's Tang Guangming's wife, the one whose son is Tang Jun."

"Tang Jun? If you are talking about Tang Jun, the president of the Tang Group, you're right."

Tang Jun is the father of Tang Keke and the only son of the old lady of the Tang family.

As for Tang Keke's grandfather had passed away, Fu Song didn't pay much attention, but he remembered that it seemed to be called Bright, Bright, etc.

Unexpectedly, Old Mrs. Zhang's face turned dark: "It's true that bitch Hua Manzhi, Lotus Leaf, you are not allowed to go tomorrow."

Zhang Heye was stunned: "Ah? Why?"

"Why are there so many whys? I can't say I can't go, but I can't go." The old lady's face became even darker.

Zhang Heye wanted to say something else, but Fu Song quickly pulled her sleeve.

One hour later.

While the old lady was asleep, the two quietly walked out of the ward.

Zhang Heye asked Fu Song: "Why didn't you let me ask clearly just now?"

Fu Song looked at the ward door in the distance and smiled: "What else do you want to ask? Didn't you hear that your grandma has a grudge with that flower mandarin?

So even if you ask again, she probably won’t say it?”

"resentment?"

Fu Song: "Well, I remember you said that your last name is your grandma, right?"

Zhang Heye nodded: "Yes!"

"Then what's your grandfather's surname?"

Zhang Heye shook his head: "I asked my grandma and grandpa about it, but every time I asked, she would scold me. Later, I didn't dare to ask again.

Did you find anything?"

Fu Song hurriedly said, "No, I'll just ask."

Even though he said so, he still carefully observed Zhang Heye’s face.

Fu Song was a little strange before, because Zhang Heye and Tang Keke's appearance were actually seventy-sixth-sixth-same.
Chapter completed!