Upon hearing the words "daughter-in-law," Su Xiaoling's face immediately turned red.
Mrs. Song is too, too enthusiastic!
Although she liked being called that.
Seeing that Su Xiaoling was still standing there, Song's mother immediately took her hand in a friendly manner and led her into the house.
"Let's go inside and talk. Yan Sheng is waiting for you."
Su Xiaoling pursed her lips. Would Song Yansheng wait for her?
She doesn't quite believe it!
On the other side, in the study.
Song Yansheng looked at the computer screen, her long, beautiful hands typing rapidly on the keyboard.
Then, he frowned and deleted all the code he had just typed.
He couldn't concentrate.
At that moment, Yangpu knocked on the door and came in.
He held a cup of hot tea in his hand, with wisps of white steam rising from it.
"Young master, the doctor said you shouldn't overexert yourself. Please rest for a while and have some tea."
After saying that, he gently placed the tea on the table.
Song Yansheng glanced at him indifferently, then frowned slightly.
Why is Yangpu dressed like this today?
Are you going on a blind date today?
His voice was cold and indifferent, revealing no emotion.
Yang Pu paused for a moment, then scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly and said, "I heard that the goddess was coming today, so I thought I'd dress up a bit, take a picture with her, and then post it on WeChat Moments or something."
Today he wore a suit that he doesn't usually wear, along with leather shoes, and his hair was neatly combed and styled with hair gel.
The thought of taking a photo with the goddess in a little while made Yang Pu even more excited.
Hearing his words and seeing his beaming face, Song Yansheng's gaze turned cold.
"Go change it back, I don't like the look of it."
His tone was cold and detached, with a hint of assertiveness.
Yang Pu looked distressed and asked, "Young Master, do you mean I look strange dressed like this? I guess I'm just not suited for formal attire."
Song Yansheng lazily raised her eyes, glanced at him, and replied without changing her expression, "Mm."
"Then, I'll go change it now."
After saying that, Yang Pu immediately turned around and left.
Sports and casual clothes suit him better.
After Yang Pu left, Song Yansheng picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and then, as if remembering something, drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.
Suddenly, he got up again, took the cup, and went downstairs.
Su Xiaoling sat on the sofa, and Song's mother sat next to her, holding her hand and saying happily, "I used to want a well-behaved and beautiful daughter like you, but who knew I would give birth to two sons, each one more troublesome than the last."
When do you plan to marry Yan Sheng?
Su Xiaoling: "..." (囧)
One second they were talking about their son, and the next second they were asking when she married into the family.
That's a rather rapid leap of thought.
She didn't know how to answer.
Actually, she can be anytime.
But Song Yansheng doesn't like her!
Mr. Song gave Mrs. Song a reproachful look: "The children have only just started talking, give them some time."
These words helped Su Xiaoling out of her predicament.
Song's mother smiled sheepishly and patted Su Xiaoling's hand, "Oh dear, it's my fault for being too impatient."
"But you can still date after you get married, it doesn't matter."
Su Xiaoling could only stand aside and smile awkwardly, but still politely.
Song's mom is so adorable!
After a moment, she squeezed Song's mother's hand in return, nodded, and said, "I will do my best."
Song's mother laughed even harder.
A quick glance revealed Song Yansheng coming downstairs.
He raised his voice and said, "Yan Sheng, come over and talk to Xiao Ling for a while."
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