Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

When she heard these words, she was shocked and sad.

She fell into the trap of song Qinbei, but in the end, something happened, which made her feel that song Qinbei had her in mind and cared about her.

Her brain seems to have automatically blocked the bet.

But when this matter was mentioned again, it was still mentioned in the mouth of song Muyang, and the sour and swollen mood came up again.

Some emotion surged out.

"If you want to know if he really cares about you, you can try to promise me."

Song Muyang is good at inducing.

"Of course, if you find this request embarrassing to you, I will not force you.

Because, you are the person I like, I will not hurt you

Song Muyang said in a deep voice.

Half ring, Tang Xin found his voice, "OK, I promise you."

"Well, Xinxin, you don't need to do anything, as long as you don't refute what I said next." Song Muyang smiles politely, and his big hand goes to Tang Xin.

Tang Xin was stunned for a moment, and she hesitated.

"Why, you forget, I used to be your best friend." Song Muyang laughed at himself, "we used to be best friends.

Now it's like this. "

Tang Xin can't bear to see song Muyang sad.

She half rang, stretched out a small hand, let song Muyang hold his hand.

"After today, we can still be friends."

But not a girlfriend or a girlfriend.

How can song Muyang not understand her meaning? Her lips are bitter and astringent.

"Good."

They slowly came to the living room.

Now at the end of the birthday party, the distinguished guests who came to pay homage to the old man were seated in a restaurant that can accommodate thousands of people.

More than a dozen servants of the old house served the guests respectively.

And the old man's own guests came to the banquet room to sit down and eat together.

At the moment, song Qinbei was sitting beside the old man with a gloomy face.

Tang Xin has been out for so long, why hasn't he come back?

"Daddy, do you want me to find my sister?" Xiaobao's Crispy milk sounds.

"Wait a little longer."

"Qinbei," at the moment, sitting on the side of song Qinbei, is the fiancee Qin Shuang that the old man introduced to him.

At the beginning, the old man tried his best to promote this marriage.

Now, as the old man's birthday, Qin Shuang is invited by the old man and arranged to sit on the side of the Northern Song Dynasty.

"Qinbei, Miss Tang hasn't come out for such a long time. Do you need me to look for her?"

Qin Shuang pretends to be worried.

Song Qinbei nodded faintly.

Originally, he didn't like Qin Shuang, and he didn't like any woman except Tang Xin sitting on his side, who could just temporarily support Qin Shuang for a while.

"Tang Xin, that woman, is too impolite." The old man snorted discontentedly.

"Yes, it's far worse than Xiao Shuang." Lin Zhi talks with him. She has the same opinion as the old man. They don't like Tang Xin.

Compared with Tang Xin, they want song Qinbei to marry Qin Shuang. After all, this is a marriage of powerful families.

Moreover, the Qin family is also a wealthy family. It is a standard family. It's better than a Tang Xin who doesn't know where to come from, and song Qingwan, an actor.

"Don't you say that, sister." Xiao Bao slapped his chopsticks on the table and looked unhappy.

"Well, well, this little guy always turns his elbow out. He's looking at the woman Tang Xin."