If the love is deep into the bones

Chapter 455 Rong Peipei

"Dad—" Song Ruisheng hastily recited it to him, "Are you all right?"

"No, cough...it's all right." The old man shook his head and lifted his hand lightly, Song Ruisheng put down his hand to help him follow his back.

"Godfather, let me take you to your seat first, don't stand there."

"Ah."

Gao Tianzhang arranged for Song Jiuming and Song Ruisheng to sit at the same table with the two bosses, and they also knew each other, so they exchanged pleasantries as soon as they met.

Gao Tianzhang, who was waiting for them to exchange greetings, turned his head and glanced at the entrance, then suddenly smiled and said, "Godfather, Mr. Rong is here."

As soon as I heard that Lao Rong was coming, my heart skipped a beat, and I immediately turned my head to look in the direction of the entrance. I saw a tall woman in a suit and leather shoes. Lao Rong was standing at the desk at the door, Liang Yi was greeting her , I didn't see Xiaosongzi, which made me breathe a sigh of relief.

I don't want to see him, maybe it's because the previous affection hasn't faded away, my emotions are easily affected, and I don't like being influenced like this.

"It's really Lao Rong, and Pepe is also here." One of the big guys said.

I retracted my gaze and looked at Song Jiuming subconsciously. He didn't look back, but smiled faintly, and the two big brothers and their son looked very happy.

"Godfather, I'll go over and say hello first."

"En." Song Jiuming replied lightly, but still didn't look back.

Gao Tianzhang hugged Xiao Xiaotian and led me to Lao Rong. After walking a few steps, Lao Rong who was talking to Liang Yi turned his head to look at us, then curled his lips and walked towards us.

"Mr. Rong, long time no see." Gao Tianqiu greeted with a smile and curled his lips.

"It's not too long, after all..." he said, his eyes fell on the little guy in Gao Tianzhang's arms, the corners of his lips curved slightly, "It feels very fast, my son is already one year old."

"Hahahaha——" Gao Tianqiu laughed, "Yeah, I didn't expect it to be so fast myself."

"By the way, this is my wife, Chen Yue. I don't know if Mr. Rong still remembers it? I met him once at Ruisheng a few years ago."

"I remember." Mr. Rong lowered his eyes and nodded, "It's such a big commotion, how could I not remember it."

"Hahahaha, Mr. Rong laughed."

"Where?"

"Xiaoyue, this is Mr. Rong's three thousand pieces of gold."

"Hello, Miss Rong." I looked at Rong Peipei and tried my best to smile decently.

This is the first time I have seen Rong Peipei. I have only heard of this name before. In fact, it is not difficult to know what she looks like, but I just don’t have that thought.

Now that I met, I found that although Rong Peipei is not a top-notch beauty, she is definitely worthy of the word "beautiful". She has a dignified temperament, and she looks like a lady at first glance.

And Rong Peipei is in good shape, not only tall, at least 168 plus, where it should be big is big, and what should be small is small.

"Hello." The corners of Rong Peipei's lips were slightly curved, and her smile was very gentle, and I found that her voice had an electronic sound, which was tingly and numb to my ears, and it was a bit flirtatious, at least that's how I felt.

"By the way, Mr. Rong, my godfather and the others are sitting over there. Is it okay for you to sit together?"

"of course not."

"Oh, that's good." Gao Tianzhang said, turned around, and while leading Lao Rong and Rong Peipei towards Song Jiuming's table, he said, "There is also Chairman Li and Director Fang."

"Lao Li and Lao Fang are both here."

"Yes."

When Gao Tianzhang brought Lao Rong and Rong Peipei to the table, Song Jiuming's pipe had already been lit. As before, although some people saw it as a greeting, it could be felt that the other two big brothers were more enthusiastic about Lao Rong. Especially the two young masters, Uncle Rong called Uncle Rong, especially when they greeted Rong Peipei, they smiled warmly and politely.

Rong Peipei was still the same, with a gentle and generous response, without feeling too enthusiastic about anyone. When it was Song Ruisheng's turn, Song Ruisheng said something playful after a long time, but she drooped her eyelids slightly, smiling Somewhat unnatural.

I just don't know if it's because Lao Rong and Song Jiuming intended to match up, but Song Ruisheng didn't care about it, or because Rong Peipei really has something for Song Ruisheng.

After exchanging greetings and everyone was ready, Song Jiuming exhaled the smoke and said to Gao Tianchao, "Tianchao, give me a hug, little guy, to have a good time."

There is no way to refuse this kind of request on this occasion. Although the little guy was obviously unwilling, Gao Tianqiu still smiled and comforted him, "This is grandpa, just give him a hug."

"Hmm..." The little guy hummed awkwardly, then looked at me again, "Mama..."

Of course I have to cooperate with the acting, even if I don't want to, I still show a virtuous smile, "Good boy, it's grandpa, give grandpa a hug."

The little guy pursed his lips, his eyes were reddish, and when Gao Tianqiu bowed his waist and put him on Song Jiuming's lap, a small hand was tightly tugging at the collar of Gao Tianqiu's suit.

"Hahahaha... what are you doing?" Gao Tianqiu laughed out loud, and moved his hand.

Then the little guy looked at him pitifully, and yelled, "Ma Ma... Ma Ma..."

Then Song Jiuming smiled, with a low voice hoarse and old, handed the pipe in his hand to Song Ruisheng, and put his arms around the little guy, "You don't know how to call Dad, do you?"

"Yeah, I'm a bit stupid to speak, everyone is a numb..." Gao Tianqiu laughed lowly this time.

"Heh..." Song Jiuming sighed with a smile, and lightly stroked the little guy's head with the other hand, "It's the same as when you were a child, when you were young, you could only call him mom, and when you were one and a half years old, you would still call him dad."

Gao Tianzhang looked down at the little guy sitting stiffly on Song Jiuming's lap, smiled and said nothing.

It was Song Jiuming, stroking the little guy's hair and moving forward, brushing up his bangs, "Tiger head, full forehead, regular facial features, very similar to you, Tianqi."

"Yeah, they say they look more like me."

"Hey...it's so cute...cough cough..." Song Jiuming sighed and then coughed.

He hurriedly turned away, raised his hand to cover his mouth, "cough cough...cough..."

"Dad!" Song Ruisheng frowned, and called out to him worriedly.

"Cough...no, nothing..." The old man shook his head and let go of his hands, then took a deep breath, pinched the little guy under his armpit with both hands, hugged the little guy up, and handed it to Gao Tianqiu.

Xiao Xiaotian immediately stretched out his short hand towards Gao Tianchao, leaning forward, impatiently wanting to return to Gao Tianchao's embrace.

Of course, Gao Tianqiu quickly bowed his waist and hugged him, then frowned and asked, "Godfather, are you feeling unwell recently?"

"I've been smoking for decades, and I've always had some old problems. It's all right. You go and take care of you."

"Then... I'll do my work first, and I'll come back later." Gao Tianzhang said, greeted the others, and then led me away.

After walking a certain distance, I frowned and approached Gao Tianzhang, "Is Song Jiuming sick?"

(End of this chapter)