I'll go!

Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "It makes me seem like I'm not a good person."

"You are really not a good person in my eyes now."

Su Lan blanched her eyes. In fact, Song Xiaofan said this just now, and she was not angry at all. On the contrary, she was quite happy because Song Xiaofan asked her to live in this villa.

The two walked to the car, and at this moment, the couple suddenly rushed to Song Xiaofan, "Mr. Song, please forgive me, I was wrong."

Seeing these two guys like this, Song Xiaofan frowned and said coldly: "I didn't provoke you two at all, but you two insisted on beating me up. Now you are defeated. Want me to spare you? I tell you, it's impossible."

Immediately he stepped on the accelerator and left directly.

"Xiaofan, I usually feel that you have a good temper. I thought you would forgive them, but I didn't expect you to refuse." Su Lan said with a smile.

Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled bitterly, "If there were other things, I could actually forgive me, but that woman was too trash. Such a person deserved to be at a disadvantage. If he could forgive them easily, they would still think we could talk."

"Yes, some people are so hateful." Su Lan nodded and smiled.

In the next two days, Song Xiaofan was in the supermarket. At the same time, Zhao Wanqiu called him and wanted to ask him what brand he needed for furniture. Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled, "Manager Zhao, you can decide everything, I don't understand this."

"Okay, Mr. Song, if you say that, I will handle it with all my powers." Zhao Wanqiu smiled and paused for a moment. She said, "And Mr. Song, I, can I treat you to a meal? Thank you for the last time."

"If you say you can have a meal casually, it's totally OK, but if you're thanking me for this, it's really unnecessary." Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled, "You've been wronged for me, and this position of manager is what you deserve."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wanqiu felt warm in her heart. She nodded and smiled, "Then I will invite Mr. Song to a simple meal."

"Okay." Song Xiaofan nodded. It was troublesome to decorate the back. He had to invite him to dinner because of his feelings.

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yan'er walked in, "Xiaofan, who are you calling? You're so happy."

Song Xiaofan smiled and said, "I'm calling a friend." He reached out and put his hand over Chen Yan'er's waist and smiled and said, "What's wrong, do you miss me?"

"Who misses you?" Chen Yan'er blushed and pushed Song Xiaofan. She looked at the door, then lowered her voice and smiled: "Xiaofan, I just used the Baidu mother to check some knowledge about that. I saw that there is a very good posture. Let's try it tonight."

I'll go!

Song Xiaofan smiled bitterly, "I said Yan'er, I have been doing it all these days. Are you so motivated?"

Chen Yan'er blushed and pushed Song Xiaofan, "Boy, what do you mean? I mean I'm not clean!"

Song Xiaofan: “…”

He smiled bitterly, "What you said, I don't mean that, don't misinterpret my meaning."

"Stop talking nonsense, will you try it tonight?" Chen Yan'er grabbed Song Xiaofan's collar. Since she had done that with Song Xiaofan, she has also let go of her much more in front of Song Xiaofan.

It is said that men and women will be completely relaxed after doing that.

"Okay, okay." Song Xiaofan couldn't smile bitterly, "Do it tonight."

"It's almost the same." Chen Yan'er smiled, deliberately pressed the collar down, and said with a smile: "Xiaofan, you said it's strange. I didn't think much about it before, but since I did it, I think about it every day, and you are very awesome."

Looking at Chen Yan'er's two mountains, Song Xiaofan smiled and said, "Okay, let's mess with you tonight."

The two of them laughed and made fun of Chen Yan'er, and Song Xiaofan was busy. In the afternoon, seeing that the time was almost over, he drove to the property, picked up Zhao Wanqiu, and the two of them went to have dinner.

When she arrived at the store, Song Xiaofan ordered something. Zhao Wanqiu was still a little restrained. She picked up the wine glass and smiled and said, "Mr. Song, I toast you this cup."

"Manager Zhao, don't be so polite. Don't do these things on the table, just eat something casually." Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled.

When Zhao Wanqiu heard this, she nodded and smiled. Her impression of Song Xiaofan became much better. It is rare for a man who is obviously powerful but never acts arrogant.

"I didn't expect that Mr. Song is still a generous person." Zhao Wanqiu smiled with a pursed lips.

Song Xiaofan shook his head, "It's not a question of being generous. I grew up in the countryside. I am a farmer. There are not so many rules. If you really want to toast, I can only toast you. After all, you still need to worry about decorating later."

"Mr. Song, don't be so polite." Zhao Wanqiu shook her head and smiled bitterly, "This is what I should do. Besides, Mr. Lin has told me that we must serve you well."

"Okay, what service is not available?" Song Xiaofan shook his head and smiled.

The two of them ate and chatted, and the atmosphere was very relaxed. After eating, Song Xiaofan sent Zhao Wanqiu to the entrance of a community, and he then returned to Chen Yaner's place.

As soon as Song Xiaofan came back, Chen Yan'er pestered Song Xiaofan and tossed until the second half of the night.

The next morning, Song Xiaofan first went to the store, then told Su Lan and the others that he returned to the village.

During this period, he was busy with the store affairs in the county town, but he didn't care much about the fish pond. When he went back, he went to the electrical appliance store to buy new TVs and washing machines.

Now that the house at home has been built and can be lived in, I went to the fish pond. As soon as Song Xiaofan got home, his mother made a bowl of oil splashed noodles for Song Xiaofan.

"Mom, it's so delicious. I haven't eaten the oil splashed noodles you made in a long time." Song Xiaofan smiled bitterly, thinking that it would be better to go home. Once he got home, his mother would make what he liked.

Zhang Sumei patted Song Xiaofan's head with distress and said with a smile: "Boy, you are so busy in the county store, you know that you can't eat well in normal times. Eat quickly, there's still something to eat after you finish eating."

"Okay." Song Xiaofan nodded and smiled, and then started eating. Seeing that his son was eating so delicious, his father Song Qingshan immediately smiled and said, "Damn, I want to eat oil splashed noodles too, you can get some for me."

"You." Zhang Sumei took a look, "There are steamed buns at home. You go eat steamed buns. The oil splashed noodles are Xiaofan."

Song Qingshan: “…”

He looked at him angrily, "I know my son likes to eat oil splash noodles, but can I eat a little? Could it be that as soon as my son comes back, I will lose my status at home."

"My son is the most important thing in my heart. You really have no status. Go and eat steamed buns. I really want to sprinkle noodles with oil. I will make it for you another day, but today it won't work, it's all my son's." Zhang Sumei was not polite at all.

Song Qingshan: “…”
Chapter completed!