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Chapter 459

Chapter 459

Su Changfeng came to the lobby on the second floor.

At this time, Song Shien's birthday banquet was about to begin.

He walked to Song Qingge's side, found a seat and sat down.

Song Qingge was looking down at the plan. When he saw Su Changfeng coming, he didn't look up. He just said meaningfully: "Are you willing to come back? I thought you didn't want to come in because you met a new beautiful girl."

Ahem.

Su Changfeng's face turned red.

What's going on with this little girl lately? Why is she always jealous?

"Didn't she help me just once? I want to say thank you to her. She is just an ordinary girl. I don't have any thoughts about her."

Song Qingge rolled her eyes at him: "She is not an ordinary girl. The white dress she is wearing is from the world's top women's clothing brand Laches, and the price starts at 160,000."

hiss.

Su Changfeng was amazed. She really didn't realize that her dress was so expensive.

"Ahem, it doesn't matter how expensive the dress is, my wife is more beautiful than her no matter how she dresses up." Su Changfeng said with a smile.

Song Qingge rolled her eyes at him, but she was so coaxed by him that she was already out of breath.

"Huh, tell me, will your heart fall in love if you meet a girl who is prettier than me?"

"No, absolutely not. I swear to God, if my heart is moved, let me work for Qing Ge in my next life." Su Changfeng vowed.

Just as they were swearing, Song Shiming and Jiang Li came back from the bathroom.

"Why are you pretending to be a cow instead of a horse? What are you two talking about?" Jiang Li sat next to Song Qingge and asked curiously.

Su Changfeng's face turned red again.

"Ahem, it's nothing. Qingge and I just had a casual chat."

After saying that, he quickly changed the subject: "Mom and Dad, if you come to a place like this next time, come with us. It's more convenient for us to drive."

He actually didn't want Jiang Li and Song Shiming to be made difficult and teased by others again.

After all, the old couple had never seen much of the world.

Song Shiming nodded thoughtfully: "Next time, Qingge's mother and I won't come to a place like this."

Su Changfeng and Song Qingge looked at each other and wanted to say something, but they didn't know where to start, so they could only sigh helplessly.

At this time, a figure appeared at the door of the hall.

Song Qingman, who originally had a gloomy face, immediately changed his face to a smiling face and stepped forward to greet him.

"Haoze, why did you come here?"

The man standing at the door was none other than You Haoze.

At this time, You Haoze was wearing a hand-made high-end suit. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he was like a jade tree facing the wind.

However, his face didn't look too good. His face was tired and his steps were sloppy, as if he had been drained of all his energy...

"Haoze, what are you doing standing still? Come in with me quickly." Song Qingman took his arm affectionately.

"Okay." You Haoze was a little cold.

Song Qingman noticed his change, frowned and said, "Haoze, what have you been doing lately? Why do you look so tired?"

There was an unnatural look in You Haoze's eyes, and he said with a guilty conscience: "I have been busy with work recently, and I have worked overtime for several days in a row."

"So that's it."

Song Qingman didn't think much and pulled him into the hall.

When they passed by the table where Song Qingge's family was sitting, they did not stop, but glanced at them coldly.

"Haoze, today is my father's 60th birthday party. Have you prepared any birthday gifts?" Song Qingman said with anticipation.

You Haoze's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "Qingman, today is my uncle's birthday party, so of course I have to prepare a gift."

"In your eyes, am I a person who doesn't understand etiquette?"

Song Qingman said angrily: "No, I'm just reminding you."


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