Drifting Towards You

A meal, although it was not named in any name.

But Su Xiangwan knew that the two families meant marriage.

She didn't want to come, but she was not reconciled after all, let Song Ziming become a knife hanging in her heart forever.

But even to her own surprise, facing Song Ziming again, she was exceptionally calm.

Without the previous panic and panic, the deep hatred in my heart was also concealed.

It seemed that this was really the first time she met Song Ziming.

Before sitting down, Song Ziming thoughtfully opened the chairs for her and Su Yufei. On the other hand, Song Ziyue sat down like the second uncle, raising his eyes slightly and provoking: "Why didn't you pull down the chair for me?"

Song Ziming had warm eyes, and said lightly: "Ziyue, you are a man."

The more Song Zi smiled without saying a word, his eyes were always evil.

During the whole meal, Su Xiangwan said very little, but Su Yufei kept chattering.

In terms of appearance, Song Zi is actually more outstanding, but he has a gloomy atmosphere, which makes people uncomfortable.

On the other hand, Song Ziming is as gentle as jade, although his appearance is only good, he is better than his graceful temperament.

"Miss Su, seems to eat very little."

A gentle voice rang in my ears.

Su Xiangwan raised his eyes and faced a pair of clear eyes.

His eyes made people feel very warm, with a touch of concern inside.

Not attentive, but just right.

It is these eyes that have deceived myself for years.

It is this face that appeared in dreams countless times.

It was this person who pushed her into the abyss.

Meeting her eyes, Song Ziming was stunned for a moment, slightly lost.

This woman... had something deep and complicated in her eyes that he couldn't see through, and she was ridiculed in the coldness, but she seemed to be hiding something.

Su Xiangwan retracted his gaze and smiled: "There is no way, you have to stay in shape in this circle."

As soon as the words fell, Su Yufei's expression on the side became a bit sullen.

Immediately aroused Song Ziming again: "Brother Ziming, would you like some juice?"

"Okay, I'll do it."

Su Xiangwan watched this scene in his eyes, his expression unchanged.

At the end of a meal, Su Xiangwan received a call from Yuan Xue.

"Late late, I contacted you for the cover of a New Year special issue. You are now at the Xindi Building on Longbai Road."

"okay, I get it."

Su Xiangwan glanced at the time and apologized: "Grandpa Song, Dad, there is something wrong with my company, and I might have to take a trip first."

Su Zhiguo frowned, a little anxious in his heart.

After this meal, the child didn't say a few words.

She answered almost all other people's questions, which looked like Yufei.

Su Zhiguo hesitated to speak, and finally let out a light sigh.

No matter what, Yufei is also his child. Even if he is more worried about Xiang Wan, he can't be too favoritism.

"Okay, let's go first in the evening, work is the right business, and you can't delay it." Old man Song got up and said.

Su Xiangwan apologized: "Grandpa Song, I will visit you again when I turn around. Don't be angry with me."

"Hey~ It is certain to come to visit. But grandpa, am I like such a stingy person? You can take a good look at the film late in the evening. If you encounter any trouble, please come to Grandpa Song." Grandpa Song said with a smile.

"Then thank Grandpa Song."

Su Xiangwan smiled back, but it was kind of sincere.

After all, in his previous life, Mr. Song treated her really well.

In fact, the Song family, like all famous families, opposes celebrity actors and others marrying into their family.

At first, Mr. Song had actually minded her identity, but after she got married, he has always taken care of her.

What's more, she had such a bad reputation at the time, and the elderly always treated her with sincerity.