The warm marriage and cute wife of the rich and famous

Chapter 244 This habit is not good

"Grandpa, your pen is here. I'm so sorry. I'm used to signing and signing, so I put it in my pocket." Duan Xiu smiled and handed over a pen.

Song Zhi froze, how could it be possible?

Mr. Song took it and looked carefully, "Well, it is indeed mine."

The old man Song, who was lost and found again, did not notice that the various colors on his youngest son's face alternated.

"This habit is not good." Mr. Song muttered, and then left with a pen.

Duan Xiu put his hands in his pockets and continued to look at Song Zhi with a smile in his eyes.

What did Song Zhi think about the sentence just now?

At this moment, Duan Xiu looked relaxed, but Song Zhi was different.

Song Zhi was thinking at this moment, when did he put the pen on the old man's desk into his pocket.

However, after much deliberation, there is no impression.

In the end, it can only be attributed to professional habits.

The old man was right, this habit is not good.

But, let's settle this matter for now.

He took a card from his body, "There is [-] in it, it should be enough."

"Uncle, talking about money with your niece and son-in-law is too far-fetched." Duan Xiu said with a slight smile.

Seeing such a proud person lower his head slightly, this feeling is much more meaningful to him than 10 yuan.

When Song Zhi heard this sentence, niece and son-in-law, if it had been before, he would definitely have refuted it immediately.

But now, he just relieved himself a lot. You must know that if the old man knew that he had broken his beloved pen, he would not dare to imagine the consequences.

Song Xiaoqiao, who was standing at the door, saw the two of them standing face to face, and wanted to come over to have a look, but her uncle didn't seem very friendly. Think about it, forget it, she just watched quietly .

Song Zhi coughed lightly, stretched out his hand and scratched the broken hair on his forehead, "Tell me, what do you want?"

"I don't need anything, it should be." After Duan Xiu finished speaking, he smiled directly.

"Should it be?" Song Zhi's eyes flashed with doubts, he took such a high-priced red wine because it was made by Song Xiaoqiao, so what can be returned to Song Xiaoqiao, but now——

He didn't want to have anything to do with Duan Xiu directly.

"Well, I invite you to go out for a meal at noon." This should work.

Duan Xiu shook his head, "No, thank you uncle, we'll go back in a while, and do it at home at noon."

Oh, I still don't believe it.

"That--"

"Xiao Qiao, pack up, we'll be going back later." Duan Xiu called out to Song Xiaoqiao who was not far away.

Song Xiaoqiao walked in immediately.

Song Xiaohan can't be found anywhere, Song Xiaoqiao thought for a while, her parents and grandma have all gone out, now, only grandpa is left.

There was no one in Grandpa's room. Song Xiaoqiao turned around and suddenly shifted her gaze to the direction of the study in the distance.

But there is no such thing in the study, which is strange.

By the way, the back garden.

Song Xiaoqiao hurriedly went to the back garden to look for it, but from a distance, she saw Song Xiaohan sitting on the swing and smiling brightly.

And my grandfather is slowly helping him push.

"Grandpa, do you want to sit too? It's really fun." Song Xiaohan got up and down on the swing, wanting to let Grandpa sit on it too.

Song Xiaoqiao hurried over, "Hanhan, grandpa's blood pressure is a bit high, so I can't sit here." Fortunately, she came over, otherwise, with Grandpa's temper, he might be able to sit on it. subversive state.

"Oh, I see." Song Xiaohan said with some embarrassment.

"Come on, Hanhan continues to play on the swing." Mr. Song smiled and hugged Song Xiaohan onto the swing and continued to push him. Song Xiaohan's laughter immediately filled the back garden again.

Song Xiaoqiao's hands tightened slightly, and she opened her mouth, how could she say what she wanted to take Hanhan away.

　I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, everyone~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)