The shadow of the past and the present arrives

Chapter 30

Song Weimu touched her head, "...don't answer the phone, don't answer the text message, remember to entertain me when I go to Shanghai, and the most important thing is, my Feifei's signature signature—"

The front is still warm, but the sadness in the back is suppressed by alas.

After getting off the plane, Song Weimu looked around, and at a glance, he saw Duan Ershao leaning on a red sports car and smiling at her.

Today, it is rare not to wear a suit, but a dark green windbreaker with a slim fit. Underneath is a particularly fancy British Martin boots, with one leg on the ground, and the long legs are undoubtedly revealed. The handsome and deep silhouette, the bridge of the nose, and the lips The shape is perfect, no matter how you look at it, it is the representative of being tall, rich and handsome. Many people coming and going, the little girl looked back at her, but now her face was a little stern, because this smile melted like ice and snow melted, and spring flowers bloomed, and more people looked at her. Eye.

Following his gentle and lingering smile, one can see the tall and slender Song Weimu, with a perfect face, outstanding temperament, and elegant demeanor. Many people thought sadly that a tall, rich and handsome should be matched with Bai Fumei, and Cinderella really only happened in fairy tales. in the story.

Second Young Master Duan straightened his body and walked a few steps forward, took the salute from Song Weimu's hand, and said courteously, "I'll take you back to the apartment, everything is packed, and I'll take you to buy it if you see what's not enough. "

The car moved forward steadily, the two of them had nothing to say, Song Weimu couldn't stand Er Shao's enthusiasm for Duan Er Shao, in the past, when she was raising a male pet, she was most happy to reward some valuable money, and then agreed to some harmless little requests , but she can't do Duan Er Shao's kind of energy, isn't it...too much.

Now that the contract has been signed, it is better to talk about some things.

But opening the mouth now always feels a bit like crossing the river and tearing down the bridge.

When they arrived at Huayuan District, Song Weimu got out of the car and looked around. The greenery was lush and the flowers in the flower garden were in full bloom. Second Young Master Duan got out of the car and did not forget to carry the suitcase. He closed the trunk while walking in. "It's on the 28th floor. I'll take you to see it."

"The furniture inside is just bought, whoever doesn't like to call me will do."

Song Weimu nodded, she always felt that she was a little impulsive in agreeing at the time, but she was used to living a life without worrying about money, and the fact that the high income came quickly really made her a little excited.Based on her normal income, she estimated that her lifetime income would only be enough for a house.

It's too late to say anything now, and we can only settle down as soon as it comes.

Song Weimu was absent-minded and perfunctory to Duan Ershao, but he heard his last sentence clearly. "...I live upstairs, you can go up to find me if you need anything."

Song Weimu sighed, and thought that Duan Shao worked very hard to pursue her, and she was sure that this young master had never entered this house before.

The apartment was simply decorated before, but Duan Ershao never paid attention to it, the room was always empty and dusty, until he met Song Weimu, Duan Ershao finally remembered this apartment that he had forgotten for some time.

The furniture is really newly bought, the label of the sofa has not been torn off, the kitchen is clean, there is no dust at all, and of course there is no oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Look at the time at five o'clock in the afternoon.

Song Weimu had so many salutes, and it didn't take long to clean them up. As for things like sofa covers and curtains, she was going to fix them another day. After making sure there was nothing else to do, she sent an invitation to Duan Ershao, "Thank you this time, Mr. Duan. If it's time, I'll treat Mr. Duan to dinner."

Duan Er Shao naturally has no reason not to agree, how could he miss a good opportunity to cultivate feelings, isn't the candlelight dinner only come in handy at this time?
Song Weimu's next sentence slapped her flat, "Which place has more authentic Lu cuisine?"

Second Young Master Duan's smile froze.

Song Weimu noticed it, reviewed it, and found that his habit was not good, so he changed his mind and said, "Eight major cuisines, what do Mr. Duan like to eat? Today, I mainly thank Mr. Duan. Of course, I want Mr. Duan to like it."

Duan Ershao said sullenly, "Cantonese cuisine."

It's not that Duan Ershao discriminates against Chinese cuisine, but that French cuisine is of course better when it comes to dating and romance.

Duan Ershao originally thought that this was enough depression, but when he met Zhuo Shao and a group of cronies, he realized that there were more depressions.

This is of course not an accident. Ever since he knew that Duan Ershao had a wife, Zhuo Shao wanted to see her face, secretly paying attention to Duan Ershao's whereabouts, but Duan Ershao went to Dynasty Entertainment to find his workaholic Brother, for several days in a row, Zhuo Shaolei went out early and came back late, wondering if Duan Er was really fooling him, and at this moment he got the news that Duan Er brought a beautiful woman to eat Fa!

What are you waiting for? !Regardless of the ongoing scene, just bring people and kill them.

Second Young Master Duan twitched when he saw Young Master Zhuo with an obscene smile on his face.

Young Master Zhuo's voice came in before he arrived, "This is my sister-in-law, right? Duan Er, you are really unkind. Such a big beauty is hiding it and only letting us know now, tsk tsk."

Second Young Master Duan covered his mouth and pondered why he didn't realize that Young Master Zhuo was so stupid before.

(End of this chapter)