Li Beiting stared at her eyes: "Who stipulates that a child cannot spoil him when he grows up?"

Song Yan was stunned, it seemed too.

But it’s too... Mary Sue to spoil someone with such a big deal.

"He will buy whatever he wants, he has money."

Although Song Cheng is studying, he occasionally does part-time jobs and can still earn his living expenses. The first commission he received was to buy Song Yan a gift.

"oh."

Li Beiting's eyes lit up, he nodded quietly, took out his cell phone, sent someone a message, and then said to Song Yan: "Then you, go shopping by yourself."

After all, Song Yan went out by herself and didn't think much about why Li Beiting had to send her away.

He doesn't want her to participate in something, so she will leave.

She went to find Song Cheng, who had already packed up and sat haggardly on the sofa in the hotel, looking at Song Yan who was rushing to come.

The dark circles at the corners of the eyes are still very obvious.

Song Yan was shocked: "What's the situation?"

Song Chengsheng had no desire: "I didn't sleep well."

He developed a habit of living in school and the jet lag. Even if he was drunk, his biological clock was still quite punctual. He woke up at six o'clock in the morning and saw a man sitting by the bed when he opened his eyes.

His soul was scared.

"What's wrong?"

Song Yan looked around and Qiao Muchen had already left, but his coat was still hanging on the hood rack. It seemed that he was leaving in a hurry and did not take his clothes away.

"fine."

Song Cheng rubbed his aching head and looked at Song Yan with grievance.

"sister."

Song Yan: "Hmm?"

"Brain pain."

"I'll make some soup for you."

Song Cheng has been well-behaved since childhood and has never been worried about it. When his father was still there, he would take his siblings to drink some wine. The whole family sat on the balcony, watching the moon and chatting.

Mom just sat beside her and watched them laugh.

Song Cheng has a good alcohol tolerance.

She had never seen Song Cheng drink openly like yesterday. When she thought of the two most important men in her life and the way she looked hooked and tied her arms last night, she felt a little funny.

He cooked sober soup for Song Cheng. While watching him eat, Song Yan asked carefully: "Do you mind spending other men's money?"

She felt that out of humanitarianism, she had to ask Song Cheng whether she would mind spending Li Beiting's money.

just in case……

"What?"

Song Cheng's spoon fell into the bowl with a clang, and he opened his eyes wide and looked at Song Yan.

Song Yan glanced at it and said, "Do you want the car yesterday?"

Song Cheng looked a little nicer, tilted his head and thought seriously, then shook his head: "No."

"Um?"

"Sister, I will buy it myself, and I don't need my brother-in-law to take care of me. I'm a boy."

Song Cheng took the spoon and continued to drink the porridge.

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "My brother-in-law screamed quite smoothly."

Song Cheng also laughed: "That is the first time you have been attracted to in more than 20 years. How can you not be happy?"

The result of the hangover was that Song Cheng was a little depressed all day long, and even when Song Yan took him out to see the art exhibition, he was a little absent-minded.

"I know you're coming back, so I've bought a ticket long ago. Is it good?" Song Yan held Song Cheng's hand and walked over all the way, smiling with satisfaction.

Song Cheng nodded heavily: "It looks good."

In fact, the art exhibition is really good, but he was thinking about other things in his mind, and he was not in the mood to take a closer look. Song Yan was alone and enjoyed it.

"Song Yan?"

A gentle voice suddenly came from behind the two of them. Song Cheng looked up and saw an elegant woman in a black long skirt walking towards them. Her smile fell on her sister's body, and then she looked at him naked.

The look of the eyes was obviously smiling, but it made people feel uncomfortable.

All the mess in his mind disappeared at this moment, his arms tightened, and a hand naturally rested on Song Yan's shoulder, which was shorter by his head, and smiled and hit the woman's eyes.

"Miss Qin."

Song Yan was surprised when she heard the sound. She thought Qin Feifei was still worried about the madman's affairs, but she was still in the mood to come to the art exhibition. It seemed that her tolerance was not ordinary.

She greeted her politely, noticed that Song Cheng almost raised the thorn on his body, and patted his hand comfortably.

Song Cheng's stiff body relaxed a little.

But he still looked at Qin Feifei and had a strong attitude.

Qin Feifei also glanced at Song Cheng more: "Is this, your friend?"

Her chin raised slightly and asked very lightly, but Song Yan felt ambiguous. She smiled and nodded, and admitted generously: "Yes."

"Such handsome, Song Yan, sometimes I really envy you. There are so many excellent boys around you." Qin Feifei's curvature became more and more pleasant, "Mr. Li, Mr. Gu, Mr. Qiao, and this little friend are not bad."

"good."

She followed Qin Feifei's praise and whispered Song Cheng to the sky: "The face is good, the figure is good, the temper is good, and he can draw, he is gentle and considerate. He is not only able to take care of people, but also very sincere. No one can be more pleasing than him."

Qin Feifei's face changed: "How much does it cost per month?"

She stared at Song Cheng without hesitation.

Song Yan raised his eyebrows.

What does this mean? Do you think of her little friend as a novice?

Song Yan, who was originally planning to keep her superficial etiquette, also turned cold.

Song Cheng next to her suddenly reached out and touched her head, with a nipples on the corner of her mouth, and smiled shyly at Qin Feifei: "No money."

Song Yan paused.

Qin Feifei frowned and looked at Song Cheng with disdain.

Song Cheng bit his lip again, as if he was scared by Qin Feifei, and was completely different from the person who was about to block Song Yan just now.

"If it were you, I wouldn't want to see it."

Song Cheng stood in front of Song Yan, half a head taller than Song Yan, just blocking the danger that flashed across Qin Feifei's face.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he smiled heartlessly.

"Young man, very brave."

Qin Feifei's face was sank, but she didn't get angry.

After she let out a casual move, the staff from the art exhibition rushed over and surrounded her in flattery.

"Miss Qin, do you have any instructions?"

Qin Feifei pointed at Song Yan and the others, "Manager Chang, why can anyone come in for your art exhibition?"

Manager Chang is the person in charge of this art exhibition, so Qin Feifei has naturally seen it. She originally planned to take a picture and took it back, but now she doesn't want to buy it at all.

Feel disgusting.

Manager Chang turned around in surprise and saw a somewhat shy boy holding a girl with short hair. The two looked at Qin Feifei straight, as if they had provoked the eldest lady of the Qin family.

He immediately understood Qin Feifei's meaning as if he was a human being.

He coughed lightly, straightened his waist and pointed at Song Cheng and said, "Sir, I'm sorry, please show your ticket."

Song Yan took out the ticket and handed it to Manager Chang.

Manager Chang looked down and saw that it was a very ordinary ticket, and he was even more disdainful.

What a thing, I dare to challenge the eldest lady of the Qin family, and I was impatient to live.

"You have some problems with your ticket. I'm afraid you can't continue to visit this exhibition."

Manager Chang pointed to an anti-counterfeiting sign on the top of the ticket and said, "This sign is fake, security guard, please invite people out."

He waved his hand and the security guards on the scene came up to drive them away.

Song Cheng smiled a little. Just as she was about to speak, she was grabbed by Song Yan. She looked at Qin Feifei coldly. Qin Feifei glanced at her sideways, like a fairy looking down at the mortal on the ground, and every move was absolutely superior.

"Let's go."

If you stay with such a person, let alone an art exhibition, even if you ask her to pick up money, she doesn't want to go there.
Chapter completed!