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Jiang Juner put his hand on Li Junting's hand and asked curiously, "there's another big gift? What's it?"

"You'll know if you come with me." Li Junting pretended to be mysterious.

The family got off the yacht. Li Junting took Jiang Juner and xiaotuanzi to a manor.

"Here is?" Jiang yun'er asked, looking at the manor in front of him.

"This is a manor designed by Su's garden. Her design is simple and elegant. I think it suits your appetite very much." Li Junting said.

"No, no, no, I don't want it." Jiang Juner shook her head. Today she has a yacht. It's too much to accept such a manor.

"Who said I gave it to you?" Li Junting snorted and smiled. He felt that he was a self affectionate woman very cute.

"Ah?" Jiang Juner was stunned. "You didn't give it to me. Who did you give it to?"

"Of course I gave it to the little dumpling." Li Junting pointed to the little dumpling standing beside him.

"Little Tuanzi?" Jiang yun'er stared.

"Yes, you have a yacht. Do you want a manor? You are too greedy," said Li Junting, poking Jiang Juner's head with his hand.

"No, No." Jiang yun'er shook his head inside, "the small ball can't be collected."

"Why can't you accept it? Why can't you accept it?"

"He is still young, and this gift is too expensive."

"What's the matter? I can't love my son yet?" Li Junting showed great indifference.

Jiang Juner raised his eyes and looked at Li Junting. His words really touched her heart.

"OK, I'll thank you for xiaotuanzi." Jiang Juner felt very happy.

Seeing that Jiang Juner was not refusing, Li Junting gently rubbed Jiang Juner's hair.

Song family.

In the evening of Song Dynasty, when the servants came to report the whereabouts of Li Junting and Jiang Juner that day, especially when Li Junting sent Jiang Juner to search the yacht and a manor.

Song wanwan was so angry that he smashed all his newly bought bags and clothes.

Song wanwan tightly grasped the quilt. She was angry. She was angry why the man was not himself and why Jiang Juner took away Li Junting's love.

In terms of appearance, life experience and self-cultivation, I can't compare with Jiang Juner. Why can the woman with an oil bottle attract Li Junting's eyes.

She felt that she could not tolerate things going on like this.

Song wanwan decided to visit Li Junting's mother on the pretext of returning the gift.

Song came to Li's house the next day.

Last time, Mo Xiaohui gave a dress to song wanwan. This time, song wanwan specially picked out a brocade robe to see Su Xiu and gave it to Mo Xiaohui.

"Oh, come late." because song wanwan and Mo Xiaohui have close contacts recently, Mo Xiaohui's name now is much more friendly than before.

"Aunt." song wanwan cried sweetly and put the long packaged cheongsam on the table.

"What is this?" Mo Xiaohui asked, looking at the beautifully packaged gift box on the table.

"Aunt, this is a gift from me." song wanwan said and pushed the gift box forward a little.

"Look, you child, come and bring me some gifts. Why do you spend so much money." although Mo Xiaohui blamed her, she was still very happy in her heart.

"Aunt, take it apart and have a look."

Mo Xiaohui opened the gift box, took out the whole cheongsam inside and showed it completely in front of her. When she saw the exquisite pattern, she opened her mouth in surprise: "God, this is so beautiful."

"I knew my aunt liked Suzhou embroidery. I got this cheongsam by accident, so I sent it to my aunt immediately."

"Oh, your gift is a little valuable." Mo Xiaohui knows something about Suzhou embroidery because she likes Suzhou embroidery.

It can be seen that the cheongsam given to him by song wanwan is purely handmade. It must 1 cost a lot of money to get it.

She gave it to herself as soon as she got it. This intention is enough.

"Oh, aunt, you are joking. My gift is a drop in the bucket compared with what Junting gave Jiang Juner." song wanwan joked.

"What? What did Jun Ting give that woman?" Mo Xiaohui's face suddenly became ugly and her tone was not as kind as before.

"Don't you know, aunt?" Song evening dress looked surprised. "Junting sent Jiang Juner a yacht and the child a su manor. You know, the manor can't be bought by money."

Mo Xiaohui narrowed her eyes and felt deeply that she could not let her son go on like this. In this way, the company might give it to others.

But on the surface, Mo Xiaohui still pretended to be indifferent: "give it if you like. Anyway, it's just some vulgar things. My Li family is not short of money."

Song wanwan stopped talking after listening.

She knows what kind of person Mo Xiaohui is. When she hears this, it seems nothing, but she must have plans in her heart. These are not what she should worry about.

"You see, it's getting late. It's not safe for you to go back too late this evening. Why don't you live in my house today." Mo Xiaohui looked at the clock on the wall.

"That's not very good." song wanwan's heart had already started clapping and cheering, but he still had to pretend to be reserved on the surface.

"What's the matter? I said yes." Mo Xiaohui said very overbearing.

"Then deference is better than obedience." song wanwan was eager to stay like this all the time.

Then the two talked again. Mo Xiaohui called Li Junting.

"Jun ting." Mo Xiaohui is always so gentle to her son.

"Well, what's the matter, mom?" although Li Junting is sometimes dissatisfied with his mother, he also knows that Mo Xiaohui is really good to herself

"Why haven't you come back for dinner so late? Mom asked the cook to cook your favorite dish for you. Come back quickly."

Li Junting looked at the documents on the table, and he was almost done with them, so he said, "OK, mom."

Li Junting finished processing the last document and went home.

When I got home, I saw the delicious food on the table. I felt a little hungry. So I sat down and ate some.

Mo Xiaohui also took a bottle of red wine for Li Junting, saying that he worked too hard and should always enjoy it.

Li Junting thought it was reasonable, so he drank a few cups.

During the meal, Mo Xiaohui went upstairs.

"Evening, how's it going?" Mo Xiaohui knocked on the door of the guest room and said softly, for fear that Li Junting downstairs would hear him.

"Aunt, I this..." song wanwan was in the room, pretending to be a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter? Let aunt see." Mo Xiaohui said and entered song wanwan's room.

When I saw the clothes that song wanwan wore, I couldn't help nodding in praise.

"Good evening. Nice figure."

Hearing the speech, song wanwan pretended to be a little reserved, although he was happy in his heart.