Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

"bet."

Song Yueliang raised her eyes and met the man's gaze, "If you dare to bet with me for having nothing, I have to save face. Song Ziyu, go back and get your things ready."

"I may not be the one who needs to prepare, Song Yueliang, don't underestimate people."

After making a bet, Song Ziyu left without turning his head, and turned his back decisively.

After he left, Chen Mo knocked on the door and came in, "I think he's really going all out this time."

Song Yueliang smiled, "It's the first time that he can make me admire him."

"Admiration?"

"I admire his courage, but his strength... is far worse than his courage."

"The Song family dares to make this bet, and they are sure to win. Mr. Song, be careful of the other party's backhands."

"Um."

Song Yueliang lowered her eyes.

According to what she knew about Song Chunsheng, the bet must have been initiated by him.

Song Ziyu didn't have the brains, nor did he have the guts to bet on Song's shares.

Since Song Chunsheng dared to gamble, he must think that he is sure of winning.

The way that despicable person can think of to manipulate her is to repeat the old tricks, clamp down on her weakness, and force her to submit.

Song Yueliang looked out of the window sideways, his eyes were cold.

One of her weaknesses is in the idler's villa, which is owned by Mr. Tang, and Song Chunsheng and Song Ziyu dare not make up their minds.

The rest are all in Taoxi Village.

Song Chunsheng will reach out to Taoxi Village.

While meditating, Chen Mo exclaimed suddenly, "Huh? Why are there so many balloons popping up all of a sudden?"

Song Yueliang stared at the big glass window of the office, and at some point, colorful balloons were floating.

"There are still words on the balloon!" Chen Mo exclaimed again. A person who is usually calm and rigid rarely shows emotion. He walked to the window curiously, "When will the moon and the moon fall? With, me, and the moon...?"

Chen Mo read, frowning, "Who sells balloons downstairs in our Taifeng? No, Mingyue...Mr. Song, Mr. Fu always calls you Moon, this Mingyue can't be referring to you?"

Song Yueliang was silent, walked slowly to the window and looked downstairs, her complexion was as pale as an old dog's, and the tips of her ears were red.

In the most conspicuous place of the square downstairs, a huge heart shape was made with flowers at the moment. A tall and handsome man in a black windbreaker stood among the heart-shaped flowers, looking up.

Even though it was far away, Song Yueliang seemed to be able to see the smile in his eyes, gentle and affectionate.

In front of the man, there was still a chubby dumpling standing.

Xiaotuanzi was wearing a pink woolen hat and a pink padded jacket, and raised her hands in pink gloves, holding a couplet in one hand and waving it in her direction.

Shanglian: Hope to hold your hand.

The next couplet: I hope my wish will come true.

After a while, the man held up a banner: Heart on the Moon.

In front of a large audience and under the watchful eyes of all, the father and daughter just held the balloons and held the couplets, swinging in her direction.

Around the father and daughter, Song Yueliang also saw many acquaintances.

Mr. Fu, Mrs. Zhang, Yan Xi, Dong Dong, Uncle Gui, the old village chief, Chen Jianhe and his wife.

Even Goudan and Huazi and other little dolls came, squatting five or six behind the flowers, blowing up balloons vigorously.

Song Yueliang watched, the corners of her mouth slowly raised, and after Bao Liang's eyes were soaked in a smile, Bao Liang disappeared, with a soft light drowning her.

"Mr. Song, if you don't go down, those little dolls blowing balloons will be exhausted." Chen Mo reminded.

Song Yueliang chuckled, turned around and ran out of the office, and ran downstairs.

The employees on all floors of Taifeng Real Estate saw their cool and strong female boss with their own eyes, and the corners of their eyes were full of spring.

The staff were buzzing.

It happened that noon was about to leave work, and many employees bravely followed the boss quietly, watching her rush to the square in front of the building, and stopped until she ran in front of the man in black.

The male employees are also mature.

For a period of time, I came to Taifeng to report every day, and every time I stayed in the boss's office. Among the people who chased the boss, he was the most sticky and shameless.

The key is that the big guys found out later that the man's status is unusual, he is not only the son of a wealthy family, but also the father of their boss's daughter!

"It's done! Seeing Mr. Fu's posture, is he asking for marriage?"

"Handsome and beautiful! I'm not surprised that he can catch up with the boss!"

"Aren't you farting? They both have children! It means that Mr. Song has already taken a fancy to him, otherwise he can give birth to a child?"

"Tsk tsk tsk, next time Mr. Fu comes over again, should we change our words? Boss?"

"...If you can talk, just talk more, and Mr. Song will give you a promotion later!"

Behind the lobby door on the first floor of Taifeng, a bunch of people are crowded together, and it is not a big deal to watch the excitement.

Fortunately, he knew how to turn down the volume while talking, so as not to disturb the business going on in the square not far away.

Song Yueliang wore a gray woolen coat today, her hair was loose, tall and cold, and her bright face was softened by the smudged smile, reducing her usual aggressiveness.

With such an amiable and gentle appearance, the man's eyes flashed, and he wanted to pull her over immediately and hide her in his arms so that no one else could see her.

Fu Yanchi restrained himself, raised his heart to the moon, stared at the woman and asked with a smile, "Moon, can I get my wish today?"

Song Yueliang looked back at him, smiled without saying a word.

Qi Qi stood in front of the two of them, and when she looked up, she could only see the chins of her parents.

Dad said he was going to propose to his mother today, whether she can succeed depends on whether she is smart enough.

If she is not clever, father will die alone!

Seeing that her father had already spoken, but her mother did not answer, Qiqi was so anxious that she held up the couplet with her left hand and waved her right hand, "Mom! Mom! Look, Dad said this is his declaration of marriage proposal! Did you see it? Mom, you agree!" Yeah? Promise?"

The baby was so anxious that he didn't answer or agree, so he just shouted the word "agree". After listening too much, the mother might agree in a confused way.

Dad is very suitable to be with mom.

Except for Dad, Mom may never find someone so weak and easy to bully, and she still smiles when she beats him and scolds him.

When this thought flashed through Qiqi's mind, she got stuck.

Uncle Wang said yesterday, Dad can fight three times in one fight?

Wa'er frowned worriedly, "Mom, how many can you hit?"

It was the first time in Fu Yanchi's life that he reacted so quickly. He hugged his daughter and swore, "Your mother can beat three fathers!"

Qiqi's eyes lit up.

Mr. Fu and Zhang Xifeng and his entourage came to help testify and join in the fun, and were amused by the baby's reaction.

Song Yueliang's eyes slightly bent, and she took her daughter over, her beautiful eyes lightly glanced at the nervous man, "Where's the ring?"

She asked, extending her left hand towards the man.

When Fu Yanchi took out the ring, she was so excited that she almost dropped the ring box on the ground.

Opening the velvet box and taking out the diamond ring, Fu Yanchi knelt down on one knee under the eyes of everyone, and solemnly put the ring on the woman's beautiful and slender finger, and then tightly held her whole hand.

From this moment on, his moon finally stopped in his palm.