"Go away Feifei, get in the car quickly." Gao Mengting's voice came, and Hou Feifei was shocked and quickly came to her senses.

He swallowed heavily, bent down and got into the car.

"Pengyi" The moment the car door was in the car, the whole world seemed to be isolated.

The soft leather seats wrapped around her body, and the air was filled with a faint high-end fragrance.

"Mengting, where is your home?"

"Huaxing Home is less than two kilometers away from here."

"Okay." Tang and Song set up navigation and tied up seat belts.

Accompanied by the low and thick sound of the engine, Bentley Mulsanne started slowly.

Neon lights and people outside the window were passing by quickly.

Hou Feifei's face turned red, and she took a deep breath with some nervousness, feeling an unprecedented experience.

Then, she looked at Tang Song and her best friend around her again, still a little unbelievable.

Hou Feifei and Gao Mengting are childhood friends and best friends, and are the most familiar friends.

Suddenly I found out that the other party had become a rich woman and had such a boyfriend. The shock to her heart was indescribable.

"Hiss, it hurts!" Hou Feifei exclaimed, turned her head and looked at her best friend, and whispered: "Why are you pinching me?

Tingting."

Gao Mengting shook her cell phone and said with a bad look: "Why didn't you tell me after answering the phone? She even shook Tang Song over?"

"This," Hou Feifei stammered with guilt, then turned to her neck and said, "I'm talking about me, you have such a big deal about a boyfriend, but you didn't even tell me. Are we still the best friends?"

Hearing the words "boyfriend", Gao Mengting's face turned slightly red and she whispered: "Don't talk about this."

Hou Feifei said with confusion: "Why?"

Gao Mengting glared at her and said seriously: "There are no so many reasons, I just can't say it anyway."

"Okay, listen to you, Tingting's rich woman." Hou Feifei said with a pussy, turned to look at Tang Song at the head position, and said shyly: "That's sorry, Tang Song, I'm just kidding before."

If this is spread, she will never be able to raise her head again.

"It's okay, haha." Tang Song chuckled and waved his hand, "I think it's quite interesting. By the way, Mengting, have you and Feifei known each other since childhood?"

"Well, they all grew up in the same community, and later they were in the same school in high school." Gao Mengting began to chat with Tang Song about her past with a soft smile on her face.

Hou Feifei interjected a sentence from time to time, and the atmosphere was gentle and relaxed.

A few minutes later.

Bentley Mursan slowly arrived at the north gate of Huaxing home.

Gao Mengting pressed the car window and said to the security guard. In the other party's surprise, the car slowly drove in and parked in an empty space downstairs.

"Thank you, Tang Song, then I'll go home first. You guys talk, bye."

"By bye." "By bye bye."

Hou Feifei waved her hands at the two of them, winked at Gao Mengting, got out of the car, carefully closed the car door, looked at the majestic Bentley Mussanne, and then quickly walked towards the building where her home was.

The car suddenly became quiet.

Tang Song untied his seat belt, turned around and looked at Gao Mengting, with a faint smile on his lips.

Gao Mengting twisted her body unnaturally and said softly: "It's all a big deal about Feifei, I'm sorry to bother you."

"It's okay, I miss you very much. I'm here to accompany you and I feel very happy."

"Oh." Gao Mengting smiled with her lips and put her bag on her legs. "I'm very happy too, thank you."

The two looked at each other for a long time, and the sound of the door opening rang one after another.

In the community at night, street lights sprinkle soft light, quiet and peaceful.

The wet evening breeze blew the two of them.

Gao Mengting gently stroked her temples, "It's getting late, so let's go to see you later tomorrow."

After saying that, she looked at Tang Songliu's handsome face, as if waiting for him to say something.

"Yeah, bye."

Gao Mengting lowered her head slightly, turned around and walked towards the unit door.

Take out the key from your bag and open the access control.

Gao Mengting looked back at the partner in the night again, waved her hand again, "Tell me when you go to the hotel, be careful when driving on the road."

After saying that, he stepped in.

Huaxing Home is an old community built in 2000, all of which are 6-story old residential buildings.

Gao Mengting slowly moved up the somewhat dilapidated stairs, and stepped up from time to time.

When she arrived at the third floor, she looked down through the glass window of the corridor.

The Bentley has disappeared.

A feeling of loss slowly surged from the depths of my heart.

In fact, she was a little expecting that Tang Song would take the initiative to say "Do you want me to go up and sit down?", "Say hello to your parents" or something.

But it's obvious that he doesn't mean that.

Gao Mengting is not the kind of fighting spirit. She wants natural love, so she naturally won't force him.

After biting her lip, a bright smile soon appeared on her face.

I continued to climb up two floors and came to the door of 501. As soon as I raised my hand, the door was suddenly opened.

A tall and strong figure appeared at the door, his father Gao Jinshan.

Gao Mengting was stunned for a moment, then showed a bright smile: "Dad!"

"Haha, as soon as I heard the footsteps, I knew that my daughter was back. Come into the house!" Gao Jinshan's voice was filled with a strong Northeast accent, loud and warm, making the corridors sound.

As he was talking, his mother Zhao Suyun walked over quickly, "Oh, my girl is back. Come in quickly. Mom has stewed pork rib soup for you, so drink it while it's hot!"

Before Gao Mengting could react, she was dragged into the house by her mother.

The familiar smell poured into her nose, and she took a deep breath, as if she had relieved all her fatigue in one go.

"Mom, why are you making soup again? Didn't I just finished the barbecue with Feifei?"

"What a serious barbecue! You've been away for seven or eight months and you've lost weight again." Zhao Suyun was talking while serving a bowl of steaming pork rib soup to her.

Gao Mengting held the hot soup bowl, her eyes felt a little sore.

After the New Year, she left home, and then the betrayal of her classmates and the store went bankrupt. She couldn't even eat during that period.

Later, I started a business with Tang and Song, and it was not until now that I was a little relaxed.

Compared to the Chinese New Year, she has indeed lost ten kilograms now.

In the warm living room, chatting and laughter came one after another.

After drinking the soup, Gao Mengting sniffed the strong barbecue smell on her body and turned back to her small bedroom.

Open the wardrobe and put a lot of clothes neatly inside.

Because she used to be a clothing business, she, including her parents, had a lot of clothes.

After flipping through it for a while, her eyes flashed, and she specially picked a beige turtlenecked shirt, which was somewhat similar to those of Tang and Song dynasties.

After changing his clothes, he walked out of the bedroom again, and a knock suddenly sounded outside the door.

"Here you!" Father Gao Jinshan responded and got up to open the door.

The door opened and a man under fifty years old and slightly fat walked in.

He was wearing a slightly loose floral shirt, a cigarette in his hand, and a kind smile on his face.

Gao Mengting stood up, smiled and said hello, "Uncle Guoqing."

Zhang Guoqing grinned and showed a bit of yellow teeth: "I just heard Lao Gao's laughter in the room. I guessed that my daughter was back, and it was true."

Gao Jinshan laughed, "Isn't this happy? My Mengting hasn't come back for eight months. This time I finally want to see us. How can I not be happy?"

Zhang Guoqing nodded, his eyes falling on Gao Mengting, "Oh, this girl is getting more and more beautiful as she grows. She is even better than the stars on TV."

Gao Mengting lowered her head and smiled: "Uncle Guoqing will say good things."

"Hey, don't be humble!" Zhang Guoqing waved his hand, and his tone was a bit ridiculous, "I heard from your father that you have started a company in Yancheng and earned money from old noses. Now you are still a big boss. It's really amazing."

Gao Mengting glared at her father, "Dad, you are blind again! How can you be so exaggerated?"

Her father is good at everything else, just likes to drink some wine and brag.

"My daughter is promising, can't I be happy?" Gao Jinshan smiled red-facedly, then pretended to be distressed and said, "Oh, everything else is good, just busy with career and don't even have a partner."

When everyone has lived to this age, they have basically been established. To put it bluntly, their children are developing and healthy.

His daughter has always been his pride. She has achieved outstanding grades since childhood. She has made money by herself since college and bought a car and opened a store after graduation.
To be continued...