Mrs. Xu was glad that there was nothing in her mouth. If Tian Yuan had said this out of the blue while eating, she would have choked him to death.
"Little girl, what are you talking about? Do you think I like men?" Mrs. Xu stretched out her fingers and kept tapping the seeds on Tian Yuan's head.
"When I met you, you were twenty years old. Now you are thirty-two years old. Aren't you still an uncle? Look at you. You are thirty-two years old and you don't even have a girlfriend. You are not married yet.
I don’t want my parents to worry about you first, so that I don’t have to be instigated by you to talk about how good Shang Rong is in my ears every day!” Tian Yuan stared at Mrs.
Talk too much about Shang Rong.
"Do you think I look like I'm thirty-two years old? Last weekend, I wore a jersey and went out to play, and some high school students came to me and asked me, senior, which school do you study in? Senior, what's your name...
..." Mrs. Xu held her throat and imitated the girl's delicate voice when speaking, which made Tian Yuan's skin crawl.
"Come on, stop your shamelessness." Tian Yuan rolled her eyes, "But by the way, how do you and Shang Rong take care of each other? If my father hadn't suddenly mentioned today that Shang Rong is eight years older than me, I would have forgotten it.
Shang Rong is thirty years old, and I have forgotten that you are thirty-two years old. Time is not forgiving. Brother Xu, hurry up and find a good family to marry. If it is too late, no one will want you!"
"What's wrong with you? I don't know that a man is thirty-one flowers? My age is called precipitation. If you have the ability, go to Shang Rong and say something, point at his nose and say, you, Shang Rong, are the master of thirty."
You, just an uncle, dare to chase after a delicate flower like me, Tian Yuan?" Mrs. Xu snorted, getting carried away, "You, you only know how to pick weak persimmons, my brother told you,
If you have the ability, point your finger at Shang Rong’s nose and scold me, saying that an old man eats tender grass and is worse than a beast. If you scold me, you can still come back intact and make fun of me. I, Mrs. Xu, am at your mercy!"
"Fuck you!" Tian Yuan stretched out her hand and spread her palm flatly to push Mrs. Xu's face away, "I'm going to Italy tonight. Please help me go and talk to Rong Yi. In the evening, I will talk to Ning Yueling."
Together, wait for him to come over at Ning Yueling's apartment."
"Isn't it just that going to Italy makes me happy like this? As for Wendy..."
"You won't tell me that you know Wendy?" Tian Yuan's eyes sparkled, thinking to herself, could it be that Mrs. Xu would just give her a gift because of what she was thinking? Although this design did not have to be made by Wendu, but...
Designed by Wendy, it will naturally bring more benefits.
Listening to Mrs. Xu's tone, Tian Yuan was thinking that Mrs. Xu was very knowledgeable and knew many people. It was somewhat possible that Mrs. Xu would know this Wendy.
But Mrs. Xu, he was thinking about another thing. What he was thinking about was, what would Shang Rong's expression be like if he knew that Tian Yuan was going to Italy?
It seems that Tian Yuan’s trip to Italy must be very interesting!
Mrs. Xu also guessed correctly. After receiving Mrs. Xu's call, Shang Rong immediately decided to go back to Italy with her that night. And the moment he hung up the phone, the corners of his mouth curled up and smiled little by little. How?
Can't hide it either.
"Italy? Very good, Wendy, not bad. My little one, you will have a pleasant trip to Italy with me here." Shang Rong stood up, put on the watch on the side of his desk, took a picture of the closed computer screen, and stretched out his hand.
I held my hair up, straightened up, and strode out of the office.