Miss Wen, Make Your Heart Beat

  Chapter 212 Drinking too much water?

   "Auntie, it's such a coincidence that you're here to go shopping too?" Song Yuting brushed the hair around her neck and smiled.

  She was just happy to meet Mrs. Xie by chance, but she didn't hear what she said, Ruirui.

Mrs. Xie has always liked beautiful and well-behaved little girls, but Song Yuting is definitely not included in it. She has lived most of her life and is very accurate at seeing people. Because of her lawlessness, the old lady never waited to see her.

  It's just a little girl's film, Mrs. Xie didn't bother to bother with her, she just responded lazily, and didn't say anything else.

Song Yuting wanted to please Mrs. Xie, but she didn't care about the other party's indifferent attitude. She continued to find topics with a smile, glanced at the silk scarf around Mrs. Xie's neck, and said inadvertently, "Auntie takes good care of you. , especially this elegant silk scarf, which makes you look younger."

  Madam Xie touched the silk scarf, raised her eyebrows and said, "Really? I think it looks good too. My daughter-in-law bought it for me."

  The daughter-in-law that the old lady called, Song Yuting automatically understood why she was elegant, and she picked up a few more obedient words, followed by a few compliments.

  Old Madam Xie straightened her body, her expression didn't move, she didn't answer a word in a daze, but she was trembling with laughter alone.

   Tangtang, who was sitting next to her, couldn't stand it any longer. She turned her eyes and asked, "Auntie? It seems that you have drunk enough water today?"

  Song Yuting was stunned for a while before realizing what Tangtang meant. Didn't she think she could say it?

   And, Auntie? Is she that old?

  The smile on her face froze for a moment, and she coughed in embarrassment.

  Old Madam Xie pinched Tangtang's soft face lovingly, and wanted to laugh in her heart. I don't know who this darling looks like? So ghostly at such a young age?

   Just when the atmosphere was quiet, Wen Rui came out of the fitting room, and she asked the shopping guide to wrap up the cheongsam.

  Hearing this thin and soft female voice, it was quite familiar. Song Yuting stiffened her neck and turned her head. Seeing that it was indeed Wen Rui, her face twisted for a few seconds, and then returned to normal.

   "Auntie, I'm ready." Wen Rui walked towards them slowly with a small pink bag in her hand.

   "Okay, then Auntie will take you to another place." Mrs. Xie stood up with a smile on her face.

  She walked over and patted Wen Rui's hand lightly, with an intimate gesture, in stark contrast to the indifference to Song Yuting just now.

  Song Yuting gradually closed her fingers hanging by her side, took a deep breath, straightened her back again, with a smile on her face: "Miss Wen, long time no see!"

   "So it's Miss Song, it's been a long time!" Although Wen Rui didn't want to deal with the woman who coveted Xie Yanqing, but he was so generous, if she didn't answer, wouldn't she look stingy?

   "I didn't expect such a coincidence, I just ran into you and your aunt when I was shopping."

   "Really? Then, Ms. Song, go on shopping, we've finished shopping." Wen Rui curved her lips and smiled faintly.

   "I just met, how about I treat you and auntie to have coffee!" Song Yuting brushed her hair, smiling gracefully and generously.

   "Girl of the Song family!" Mrs. Xie said suddenly.

  Hearing that she was called by name, Song Yuting responded: "Auntie, do you have something to tell me?"

  Mrs. Xie gathered her clothes, and said with a blank expression; "There is no need to drink coffee, just to remind you, some things don't have to be too persistent, otherwise you will be the one who will be ugly in the end."

   After finishing speaking, without looking at her, she took Wen Rui and Tangtang to the men's clothing area on the third floor.

  Song Yuting's face turned pale, her fingers were tightly clenched, her long nails sank into her flesh, she didn't even feel any pain, Mrs. Xie was warning her not to think about what didn't belong to her.

   Gu Xinzhi, who had been looking at the clothes beside her, saw that Mrs. Xie had left, so she came over to comfort Song Yuting softly.

  She sighed silently in her heart, asking her to say, why bother?

  People need to be self-aware, Xie Erye is good, but she clearly despises her, so what's the point of pestering her so hard?

   There are many men's clothing stores on the third floor. Mrs. Xie randomly entered one of them, saying that she wanted to buy some thick clothes for Mr. Xie, and let the two of them sit on the sofa and wait.

   After half an hour, Mrs. Xie came out. She picked a lot and ordered the shopping guide to send someone to Xie's house.

  After all, she is old, and after so long shopping, Mrs. Xie felt tired. Wen Rui asked Xiao Tang to send the old lady and Tangtang back to the old house, while she took a taxi to the gallery.

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  Night falls and the lights come on.

  Song Yuting was sitting by the window of a coffee shop, stirring the coffee in front of her one after another, looking at the feasting and feasting outside, her thoughts gradually drifted away.

  She was imprisoned by her father for a long time, and it was her mother who helped her speak this morning, so her father let her out and warned her not to cause trouble again, or she would be sent abroad.

  Although people can't go out at home, Song Yuting is still very well informed. Xie Yanqing took Wen Rui to the reception last night. She knew about it early in the morning, and endured a lot of anger to not drop the vase on the table.

This afternoon, she was stimulated again in the shopping mall. She didn't expect Xie Yanqing to take Wen Rui to the old house, and she was so jealous that she was dying, but now she has learned to be smart, and she can't make a scene like a shrew. She has to pretend to be pitiful. Weakness, this is the only way to kill your love rival step by step and attract the pity and attention of men.

   Just when Song Yuting was full of thoughts, Wen Rui walked in under the moonlight. She gently opened the chair and sat opposite her.

   "Tell me, what's the matter with asking me over?" Wen Rui's voice was cold, and she spoke bluntly, she really didn't want to be hypocritical with this woman here.

  Song Yuting smiled, called the waiter to serve Wen Rui a cup of coffee, and then said softly: "Miss Wen, don't worry, I just want to make friends with you!"

   Make friends with her?

  Wen Ruixiu frowned slightly, is this woman out of her mind? Where did she have the confidence that the two of them could be friends?

   "Miss Song, if you have nothing important to do, I won't accompany you." Wen Rui picked up the black handbag on the table and was about to get up as she spoke.

   "Hey, wait a minute, I do have something to tell you." Song Yuting didn't expect Wen Rui to be so decisive that she wouldn't wait for a moment, so she hurriedly called out to stop her.

   "There is no one else here. If Miss Song has anything to do, just say it straight. You don't have to beat around the bush." ​​Wen Rui straightened her back, her eyes were like a pool of clear water, staring straight at her.

  Song Yuting cleared her throat, and said slowly: "Miss Wen, I know you opened a Consonance Gallery, which is not well-known yet."

"so what?"

"Our Song family operates many galleries. The best Shili Gallery has signed contracts with many well-known painters. Its monthly sales are very impressive and it is very famous in the industry. Especially the teacher Lin Jun of our gallery, who won the Chinese Painting Competition last year , and won the runner-up of the Golden Lottery Award, which is amazing.”

She observed Wen Rui's expression, paused and continued: "I was born as Miss Qianjin, our Song family is related to Ji's family, and is also a well-ranked family in Kyoto, so we can be regarded as the same as Xie's family Right on the door."

  (end of this chapter)