Mr. Ji, Cherishing His Wife Like a Treasure

Old Yi's sweet romance new book, "Sweet First Love," has been released.

【Mutual Healing】

Mu Xiao Cheng, an adorable, sweet, and fierce internet cartoonist, married herse...

Chapter 320 You Don't Need to Be Shy

She would definitely accept it if Song Yansheng attended the event or made an appearance.

Who told her to like him so much?

Xin Na frowned and asked, "Judging from your tone, if Song Yansheng doesn't attend the press conference, you won't accept the offer?"

Su Xiaoling didn't say anything.

Not hearing a reply, Xinna said helplessly, "Since you're going to the Song family today anyway, why not just ask them in person?"

"Let's get this straight: even if Song Yansheng doesn't attend, and you don't want to accept the offer, there's no room for discussion."

"The company thinks your image is a good fit, and you're a goddess to many men, so you're sure to get this endorsement. It will boost your popularity and bring you benefits..."

"Okay, I understand," Su Xiaoling interrupted Xin Na.

Actually, although this was Song's game, she didn't really want to accept it because Song Yansheng definitely wouldn't attend the event.

Moreover, if she doesn't accept endorsements, she'll have a few more days of free time to visit Song Yansheng.

I haven't even won my husband over yet.

Su Xiaoling sat in front of the vanity mirror and sighed heavily.

"Go, Su Xiaoling!"

She patted her face and then started applying makeup.

The Song family.

Song Yansheng's parents were waiting at home early in the morning.

Looking at Song's mother, who had been wandering around since early morning, directing the servants to do this and that, Song Yansheng felt a bit of a headache.

"Mom, I really have nothing to do with her, please don't..."

"Oh, I know, I know. Don't be shy. Your dad and I have been through this before, we understand."

With a beaming smile, Song's mother directed the servants, "Hurry up and wash the fruit and bring it up. Arrange everything that needs to be arranged."

Song Yansheng glanced at her helplessly, then got up and went upstairs.

No one knows what Xiao Ran said to them, and no matter how he explains, it's no use now.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Song's mother hurriedly said, "Where are you going? Xiaoling will be here soon, you have to go out and meet her."

“Our Song family are people who value etiquette.”

Song Yansheng stopped to catch her.

Suddenly, he recalled the scene of Su Xiaoling climbing over the wall last time, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

"No need. She knows the way."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Song's mother: "..."

I don't know who this child took after; not only is he cold-hearted, but he's also stubborn!

He must have inherited it from his unlucky father.

That's what Song's mother thought.

After a moment, she tilted her head and said to Song He, who was sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, "Let's go, we're going out to pick up your daughter-in-law."

His tone was a bit fierce.

Song He's hand holding the newspaper trembled.

Did he do anything wrong today?

When Su Xiaoling arrived at the gate of the Song family, she saw a beautiful woman who looked like a noblewoman and a middle-aged man in a suit standing at the gate.

She recognized the two people; they were Song Yansheng's parents.

When Song's parents saw Su Xiaoling, they quickly went forward.

Song's mother smiled and said, "Welcome, welcome."

Because it was Su Xiaoling's first time meeting her parents, she felt a little awkward and didn't know what to say.

All I could do was smile at my parents.

Then she said, "This is my first time visiting you two, and I didn't know what you liked, so I just bought some small gifts."

Song's mother quickly took the things from her hands, beaming from ear to ear: "Our daughter-in-law is so thoughtful. We like them, they're all things we like." After saying that, she nudged Song's father beside her.

Mr. Song twitched the corner of his mouth.

You don't even know what's inside, and you're already saying you like it?

This is way too perfunctory!