"Hey, why don't you give a red envelope?" Angelica tilted her head and looked at Hu Yueyue as if she had no intention of doing so, and asked with a puzzled face: "Mom, doesn't it say in your novels that elders give red envelopes to children when they meet them for the first time?
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The corner of Hu Yueyue's mouth twitched. She was originally a little embarrassed and at a loss when facing this room full of strangers and acquaintances, but it was completely eliminated by a few words from Angelica. She raised her hand and rubbed Angelica's head twice, and said softly.
: "That's something that doesn't count in the novel!"
But she felt soft in her heart. Angelica could see her discomfort, so she asked deliberately, and then let all the eyes in the box be on him. She didn't know that her adopted son was like this, so what else could she ask for!
However, as soon as she finished speaking, Mr. Song's serious and cold voice rose up, "Who said it doesn't count!" He glanced at the people in the box with cold eyes, and said slowly: "Why didn't you hear my son?
Is that what you said? When your baby was born, I paid a lot of money. Is it possible that when you see my Song Tianlang’s son now, you don’t even have a hair to spare?”
After Mr. Song finished speaking, Han Tian was the first to laugh out loud. He slapped his big palm on the table and said, "I really didn't realize that you were so willing to pay for your sample before, so it's just for now!" He turned to his side and kept looking.
The handsome woman who said nothing said: "Daughter-in-law, how much do you think we should give you?"
But I never thought that the delicate woman ignored Han Tian's words, but nodded to Hu Yueyue with a smile, and said tentatively: "Momo, you really don't know me anymore? I am Youran——"
Hu Yueyue tilted her head and frowned in thought, but finally shook her head, "Sorry, I really don't remember!" At this time, Song Tianlang lowered his head and said something in Hu Yueyue's ear. She suppressed a smile and gave Han Tian a playful look,
Then he cast his gaze on the woman who claimed to be Youran and said, "Did you really leave behind the 250 yuan?"
It turns out that Hantian's daughter-in-law is a friend of Hu Yueyue, the author who used to write under the pen name "Qiu Zhi Mo". And this Youran is Youran Qin. When they were chatting, Mr. Song was next to him. By chance, he saw the man Youran Qin had talked about dating.
Having a relationship, ditching the 250 and leaving.
However, as soon as Hu Yueyue said these words, Youran looked excited, but Han Tian's face darkened, and he looked at Song Tianlang coldly, giving a silent warning.
However, Han Tian could warn Song Tianlang and anyone else, but he alone could not cure the woman sitting next to him and the boy's daughter, Guozi, who was sitting on his lap and looking at Song Tianlang with salivation on her face.
No, Youran stood up and sat next to Hu Yueyue, and asked happily: "Do you remember me?"
Shaking her head, Hu Yueyue looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, I don't remember. He saw me when we were talking about this some time ago, so he just told me!"
Youran waved her hands, her face full of disappointment, but she also knew that this matter could not be rushed. She glanced at her daughter in Han Tian's arms, her eyes suddenly widened, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.
Hu Yueyue frowned, why did she feel that this smile was a little weird?
However, next, Hu Yueyue opened her eyes wide and looked at Youran with slight astonishment. She was speechless at these shocking words. But there was no feeling of rejection in her heart——
Because, Youran quickly picked up the girl in Han Tian's arms and stuffed it into Hu Yueyue's arms. He patted her on the shoulder and said: "This is your future daughter-in-law. You should hold her and get familiar with her first!"