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The smile on Song Weiwei's face froze. She looked at Feng Churui for help, and the latter gave her a reassuring look in return.

Feng Churui pulled her to sit down on the sofa, then poured a cup of tea for Mr. Yang and brought it to him, "Mr. Yang, as the chief of S City, I naturally have to make some contributions to this city. Yours No TV station in the country can win the exclusive interview, so I want S City TV station to stand out."

"Hmph, why didn't I know that you kid would use the back door?" Mr. Yang snorted, took the tea and took a sip.

Feng Churui chuckled, "It's not too late to know now."

Hearing this, Mr. Yang looked at Song Weiwei again, looked at her carefully with sharp eyes, and then said teasingly: "Arui, I remembered correctly that you canceled the engagement last year, right? Why, this Could it be that the little reporter we brought here is not just a reporter?"

"Mr. Yang." Feng Churui was a little frustrated, but he didn't deny it. "Just tell me when you can make time for an interview."

"Oh, you're so anxious!" Mr. Yang smiled so narrowly.

Wu Xuewei listened quietly to the side, her eyes distracted. It wasn't until her cell phone rang that she breathed a sigh of relief, "You guys chat, I'll answer the phone."

After saying that, he walked quickly to the yard.

The call was from Qiao Lun, asking her when she would leave for the United States. They were all ready!

The air inside was so oppressive that she almost suffocated. After chatting with Qiao Lun for a long time, she hung up the phone and stayed alone in the yard for a long time.

After gathering her mood, she walked back.

In the living room, three people were playing Go.

"Arui, where should we go now?" Song Weiwei held a sunspot in her hand, biting her finger, and asked the man beside her distressedly.

"Go here." Feng Churui sat next to her, took the black piece from her hand and dropped it on the chessboard.

Mr. Yang drank tea leisurely and watched the interaction between the two with a warm smile on his face. His expression seemed to say, 'If you still don't admit that your relationship is not innocent, I can see it, old man'!

Wu Xuewei walked over, sat down on the sofa, asked the guard to bring her a copy of today's newspaper, and read it quietly.

"Girl Xuewei, are you done with the phone call?" Mr. Yang waved to her, "Come on, let's play a game of chess with your Uncle Feng."

Wu Xuewei raised her head from the newspaper and refused with a slight smile: "No, Grandpa Yang, you play, I will read the newspaper for a while."

Mr. Yang kept slapping his mouth, "You little girl, why are you so old-fashioned and arrogant at such a young age?"

Wu Xuewei wrinkled her nose and became dissatisfied: "How can I be old-fashioned? Grandpa Yang, I am mature, mature!"

"Hahaha, she still looks so cute! Hahaha..."

Wu Xuewei pouted and ignored him.

"Play by yourself for a while." Feng Churui put the black pieces in his hand back into the chess box, stood up and walked to Wu Xuewei to sit down.

Song Weiwei watched him leave with disappointment, and said: "...Okay."

As soon as he came, Wu Xuewei's body began to stiffen involuntarily, and her whole body became unnatural.

"Is the newspaper good?" He poured a cup of tea and drank it.

"Um."

"Well, it looks good, or it doesn't look good." He deliberately made things difficult.

Wu Xuewei sighed, "It looks good."

"Oh, really? Tell me, what big things happened?" He seemed very interested.

Wu Xuewei raised her head and said to the guard: "Bring Uncle Feng another newspaper."

After a while, the guard J brought the same newspaper, "Master Feng, your newspaper is here."