Enter the Room

"At this time?" Song Jiyun glanced at his mother and Mrs. Xiong, who were walking arm in arm, and then at Mr. Song Shiyi, Mr. Xiong and Mr. Yan who were walking far ahead, and lowered his voice and said: " It’s not appropriate for us to leave at this time, isn’t it? We have to wait until everyone is sitting together to drink a cup of tea and exchange a few words before we leave!”

She is now the head of the Song family, and there are many things that require her to show her sincerity in person.

Yuan Yunzhong disagreed and said softly: "Didn't you say that Madam has experience? We should all listen to Madam. Since you have handed over the second girl's marriage to Madam, don't overstep your authority and steal Madam's limelight."

Song Jiyun thought for a while and said, "What you said makes sense."

But he still insisted on his own thoughts: "I will pay attention to propriety and won't let others look down on my wife."

Yuan Yunzhong frowned, still trying to convince her: "Don't forget that today is the second girl's home court. We are all just here to cheer her up."

Song Jiyun nodded repeatedly.

Mr. Song Shiyi, Mr. Xiong and Mr. Yan who were walking in the front suddenly stopped and all turned around and looked at Song Jiuyun with smiles.

The people following them didn't know why, but they all stopped subconsciously and looked at them curiously.

Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong were whispering to each other.

Feeling that someone was watching them, the two stood up straight.

But he forgot that Yuan Yunzhong was still holding Song Jiyun's arm.

Everyone's eyes fell on the long, slender, white hand on Song Jiyun's arm.

Shock, doubt, relief, joy, excitement... everyone had different expressions, but their eyes were all burning and bright.

Song Jiyun felt as if her arm had been burned, and she shook her arm subconsciously.

Yuan Yunzhong acted as if nothing had happened. He faced everyone's gaze calmly and slowly let go of Song Jiuyun's arm. He also looked at Mr. Song Shiyi, Mr. Xiong and others inquiringly. Why did he suddenly stop? Come down, is there anything important?

Mr. Song Shiyi laughed happily.

My high-ranking uncle and aunt have a good relationship and can't help but hide behind everyone and whisper. This is a good thing!

"It's okay, it's okay." He said hurriedly, "Talking about the things that Boss Song has been hard on these days, I feel that if these things happen to grown men like us, we may not be able to do better than you. We all admire!"

Song Jiyun naturally had to be humble.

Master Xiong and Master Yan secretly exchanged a look.

Didn’t it mean that Boss Song and Mr. Yuan each have their own needs? Why do they look closer than an ordinary unmarried couple?

Is there something strange in this that they can't know about?

The two of them thought of this and suppressed the confusion in their hearts.

No matter what kind of strange thing it is, given Yuan Yunzhong's status, it is not something they can peep into. Instead of thinking wildly, it's better to make a good agreement on today's blind date.

The two of them said in unison: "It's rare that the wind and sunshine are beautiful today. We don't talk about the affairs of the people, we only talk about the romance."

"It's my fault! It's my fault!" Mr. Song Eleven said repeatedly, and the three of them walked back up the mountain laughing.

However, Mr. Song Shiyi's family couldn't help but look back at Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong, and praised in a low voice: "The man is really talented and the woman is beautiful, the golden boy and the beautiful girl, a match made in heaven."

But I couldn't help but feel sour in my heart.

No wonder Qian didn't let her ask Master Yuan for help in hiring a matchmaker.

Judging from Lord Yuan's attitude, on such an important occasion, he was willing to accept the courtesy of a son and nephew and follow everyone, which shows how much he respects and values ​​the Song family.

Let alone a matchmaker for a high-ranking official, I am afraid that if anything happens in the future, he will be willing to help clean up the mess.

The Xiong family is taking advantage of this.

However, they were Song Jiyun's father's family, so if they asked him for anything, they would definitely give it away.

Thinking of this, she felt happy again, she suddenly felt cheerful and smiled even more joyfully.

None of the ladies spoke to her.

Mrs. Qian was in a mess, feeling that things were not as simple as her daughter said, and because it was the day of Song Jiyu's visit, she couldn't take the lead in asking about Song Jiyun.

Mrs. Xiong had already known from Master Xiong that Song Jiyun and Yuan Yunzhong were in a fake marriage contract, but she had always trusted her husband and would do whatever he said.

What's more, she liked Song Jiyu very much when she saw him.

From the first moment she saw Song Jiyu, she kept observing Song Jiyu silently with a smile on her face.

After hearing what Mr. Song Shiyi said, she looked towards her son.

Although the son kept his eyes lowered, his neck was red and he glanced at Song Jiyu quickly from time to time.

Based on her understanding of her son, she not only liked him, but also liked him very much.

Although it is said that one wants a wife or a good wife, wouldn't it be better if the two of them could love each other?

Mrs. Xiong smiled and winked at Mrs. Yan.

Mrs. Yan felt that the wife of the patriarch of the Song family was too indifferent. Today was a good day for Song Jiyu. Why was she always thinking about how to please Song Jiyun?

However, all three members of the Xiong family were satisfied with this blind date. Although it was within her expectations, it also confirmed her vision as a matchmaker, making her extremely proud.

She was too lazy to pay attention to the eleventh son of the Song family, but smiled and nodded to Mrs. Xiong, indicating that she understood what the Xiong family meant, and talked to Mrs. Qian: "I see that the second lady of your family is so proud. The cordyceps embroidered on the bags are so lifelike, whose craftsmanship is it? I’m thinking I’ll just embroider a few.”

This gives both parties the opportunity to praise their children.

Qian said with a smile: "I'll make you laugh. The child embroidered for fun by herself. If you like it, I'll let her embroider some for you. She has a gentle and quiet temperament, and she usually likes to embroider flowers and loops at home. There is plenty of free time for flowers and plants.”

"You can't say that." Mrs. Yan said with a smile, "My children deserve to give me free embroidered sachets when they are idle!"

Mrs. Xiong also said: "That's right! We need to ask Mrs. Yan to make some efforts."

"Okay, okay, okay! I'll do my best. Just tell me how I can do my best, right?"

The ladies were talking and laughing, but Song Jiyu didn't dare to raise his head. However, when Xiong Wenqing found out, he looked at Song Jiyu openly.

Song Jiyun looked at it from behind and couldn't help but laugh.

This kid is quite brave.

However, it is better to be bold than to be cowardly.

He has the vigor that a young man should have.

A cold snort suddenly came from her ears.

Song Jiyun knew it was Yuan Yunzhong without raising his head.

She couldn't help but leaned towards Yuan Yunzhong and warned him in a low voice: "Green leaves! Green leaves! Don't forget, you said this yourself, we are all green leaves!"

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