Song Yueliang raised her eyes and looked at the man, "If you dare to bet with me with nothing, I have to give you face. Song Ziyu, go back and prepare your things."
"I may not be the one who needs to prepare. Song Yueliang, don't look down on others."
After making a bet, Song Ziyu left without looking back and never looked back.
After he left, Chen Mo knocked on the door and came in, "I think he really went all out this time."
Song Yueliang smiled and said, "This is the first time that he can impress me."
"Surprised?"
"I am impressed by his courage, but his strength...is far inferior to his courage."
"If Mr. Song dares to make this bet, he is sure to win. Mr. Song, please be careful of the other party's back tricks."
"Um."
Song Yueliang lowered her eyes.
Based on her understanding of Song Chunsheng, he must have initiated this bet.
Song Ziyu didn't have the brains, nor the courage to bet on Song's shares privately.
Since Song Chunsheng dared to bet, he must have thought that he was sure of winning.
That despicable villain, the only way he could think of to manipulate her was to use the same old tricks, to clamp down on her weak points and force her to submit.
Song Yueliang looked sideways out the window, her eyes cold and cold.
Her weak point is that she is at Xianren Villa, which is Mr. Tang's territory, and Song Chunsheng and Song Ziyu don't dare to make any decisions.
The rest are all in Taoxi Village.
Song Chunsheng would reach out to Taoxi Village.
While he was deep in thought, Chen Mo suddenly exclaimed in his ears, "Huh? Why did so many balloons suddenly appear?"
Song Yueliang stared at the large glass window of the office, which was filled with colorful balloons at some point.
"There are words on the balloon!" Chen Mo exclaimed again. The usually calm and rigid person rarely showed his emotions. He walked to the window curiously, "When will the bright moon set? Will you share the beauty of the moon with me...?"
Chen Mo thought and frowned, "Who is selling balloons downstairs in our Tai Feng building? No, Mingyue... Mr. Song, Mr. Fu always calls you the moon. Could this Mingyue be referring to you?"
Song Yueliang was silent, walked slowly to the window and looked downstairs. Her face 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 arranged with flowers. A tall and handsome man in a black windbreaker stood among the heart-shaped flowers and was looking up.
Even though he was far away, Song Yueliang seemed to be able to see the smile, tenderness and tenderness in his eyes.
In front of the man, there was a round pink dumpling standing.
Xiaotuanzi was wearing a pink woolen hat and a pink cotton jacket. He raised his little hands in pink gloves and held a couplet in one hand and kept waving it in her direction.
First couplet: Looking forward to holding the child’s hand.
Second line: Hope that you will get your wish.
After a while, the man raised a banner: My heart is over the moon.
In full view of the public, the father and daughter just held the balloons and couplets and swung them in her direction.
Around the father and daughter, Song Yueliang also saw many acquaintances.
Mr. Fu, Granny Zhang, Yan Xi, Dong Dong, Uncle Gui, the old village chief, Chen Jianhe and his wife.
Even the little dolls such as Goudan and Huazi came, squatting five or six behind the flowers and blowing up balloons.
Song Yueliang looked at it, the corners of his mouth slowly raised, and his thin eyes were filled with smiles, then the thinness dissipated, and the soft light was dazzling.
"Mr. Song, if you don't go down, those little kids blowing up balloons will be exhausted." Chen Mo reminded.
Song Yueliang chuckled, turned around and ran out of the office, heading downstairs.
Employees on all floors of Tai Fung Real Estate saw their cold and strong female boss with their own eyes, and their eyes were full of spring.
The employees were in awe.
As it was about to get off work at noon, many employees bravely followed the boss quietly and watched her run to the square in front of the building, and did not stop until she ran to the man in black.
The man and the employees are also familiar with him.
There was a period of time when I came to Tai Fung every day to report, and stayed in the boss's office every time. He was the most stubborn and shameless of those who chased the boss.
The key is that everyone later found out that the man had an unusual identity. He was not only the son of a wealthy family, but also the father of their boss’s daughter!
"It's done! Looking at Mr. Fu's attitude, is he proposing?"
"A handsome man and a beautiful woman! I'm not surprised that he can chase the boss!"
"Aren't you talking nonsense? They both have children! It means that Mr. Song has already fallen in love with him, otherwise you can give him a child?"
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, next time Mr. Fu comes over, we should change our words, right? Call the boss?"
"...If you can speak, speak more, and Mr. Song will give you a promotion later!"
Behind the lobby door on the first floor of Tai Fung, a bunch of people were jostling each other, watching the excitement was not a big deal.
Fortunately, I knew how to keep my volume down when I spoke, so as not to disturb the business going on in the square not far away.
Song Yueliang was wearing a gray woolen coat today, her hair was disheveled, she was tall and cool, and her bright face had softened its edges and corners because of the smile, and it lost its usual offensive power.
Such a friendly and gentle look caught the man's eyes, and he wanted to pull her over immediately and hide her in his arms so that no one would see her.
Fu Yanchi restrained herself, raised the symbol of the moon in her heart, looked at the woman and asked with a smile, "Moon, can I get my wish today?"
Song Yueliang looked back at him, smiling and saying nothing.
Qi Qi stood in front of the two of them, raising her head she could only see her parents' chins.
Dad said he was going to propose to mom today. Whether he can succeed depends on whether she is smart enough.
If she is not clever, her 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 proposal to propose! Did you see it? Mom, you agree.
Yeah? Promise?"
The baby was so anxious that he didn't ask questions or agree, so he just shouted "yes". After hearing it too much, the mother might get confused and agree.
Dad is very suitable to be with mom.
Except for my father, my mother may never find someone so weak and easy to bully. She won't even fight back and scold him, but she still smiles.
When this idea flashed through Qi Qi's mind, she paused.
Yesterday Uncle Wang said, Dad can fight one against three?
The baby frowned worriedly, "Mom, how many can you hit at one time?"
Fu Yanchi reacted so quickly for the first time in her life. She picked up her daughter and vowed, "Your mother can beat three fathers!"
Qiqi's eyes lit up.
Mr. Fu and Zhang Xifeng, who were nearby, came over to help bear witness and join in the fun, and were amused by the baby's reaction.
Song Yueliang's eyes slightly curved, and she took her daughter over. Her beautiful eyes looked at the man who was secretly nervous, "Where is 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 and solemnly put the ring on the woman's slender fingers under the gaze of everyone, and then held her whole hand tightly.
From this moment on, his moon finally stopped in his palm.