Madam, president loves you secrectly

Her tone was a little low, and she couldn't hear clearly through the opposite side of her mobile phone: "what are you talking about?"

"Oh ~ nothing, just a few words with the driver."

The tone of the man at the other end didn't slow down and was still cold, even with countless sarcasm: "hum ~ a driver, you also have so much to say."

Song Qianqian leaned back and didn't care: "yes, I'm also thinking about this problem. Why does a driver, or even a passer-by, make me feel that talking with them is extremely pleasant, but it's difficult to say a word with you."

"Song Qianqian ~" the man at the other end snapped. Song Qianqian was enough to hear his displeasure from his tone.

"Oh, don't be angry. I always talk like this. Is it the first day you understand?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Where are you now?"

"In the car."

"Specific location."

"No."

"Don't force me."

"Mr. Jun, you'd better have 120 hearts. Before the engagement ceremony, I will appear in your house and won't embarrass you. I still understand the internal meaning of the word mistress."

Her tone was full of frivolity and indifference, and her tone was impersonal, which attracted Junlin to take a few deep breaths at the end of the mobile phone, and finally sneered: "just know."

With that, he hung up the call with a slap. Song Qianqian stared at the dark mobile phone screen. After a long pause, he looked up at the driver and said, "master, please hurry up. My flight is about to take off."

"OK."

For the needs of the guests, the driver stepped on the accelerator again, accelerated the speed, and the car drove steadily on the main road.

Song Qianqian half pillowed on the window, aimlessly chasing different scenery, with a calm in his eyes.

The two cars, once and again, looked at each other at an intersection, but they didn't find that the two people had passed by in different cars.

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Today's engagement ceremony is particularly lively.

This is another rare wedding event for the jun family after the wedding of Jun Xiao and song Manxi nearly two years ago. After the change of dynasties, the ascendancy of Junlin, the recognition of junyanchen and the scandals of Junlin.

This is a sweet and bitter experience.

The red carpet spread all the way from the main house to the fountain pool. The invited upper class people walked together in all kinds of famous brand dresses.

Everyone is laughing and drinking.

Zhou danruo would not have appeared at the scene so early, so the only people who greeted the guests at the gate were Gu mingshuang in a white tuxedo and full dress.

The old man was not at the scene, but he was old and standing too long was bad for his health. The guests didn't think much. Gu mingshuang shook hands with those people with an indelible smile on her face.

Jun Yanchen stood aside without saying a word. He was polite to those guests, but not warm.

When Junxiao's Bentley parked steadily at the gate of Junxiao's house, no one noticed the particularity of the car at first, because today's cars are famous brands.

Song Manxi shook Jun Xiao's right hand and winked at him naughtily: "brother Jun Xiao, please wait in the car for a while. I'll meet them first."

Jun Xiao doesn't know what medicine she sells in her gourd, so she can only respond. Song Manxi smiles and gets off the car with his skirt.