Song Mingyuan smiled and said modestly: "Song Jiang is indeed lucky to have met Xiao Wei. There is really no fault to be found in him."
Eldest sister Song Wen said, "Mingyuan, you don't have to worry now. Xiao Jiang has found such a good girlfriend. You will be able to hold your grandchildren by this time next year."
"Hehe, this is also because Song Jiang is down-to-earth and more motivated, so it's inevitable that girls will like him."
Song Mingyuan's face turned red from drinking, and he became more and more proud.
Song Jiang held his fiancée's hand, his face also flushed, and said to Song Yan:
"By the way, Second Aunt, I've already agreed with my cousins on WeChat that my cousin will also go to Jiangrong on New Year's Day. I'll personally deliver the wedding invitations to them then."
Fang Guoqing said, "Xiao Jiang is too polite. There's no need to run so far."
Song Jiang hugged Wei Qian and said, "It's okay. Wei Qian wants to go out for a trip on New Year's Day. We have agreed to go to Jiangrong. When we go, we can visit my cousin's girlfriend and help my second aunt to check on her."
"That's great, thank you, Xiao Jiang."
The honest Fang Guoqing's eyes lit up. He was also very worried about his son's lifelong affairs.
I don’t even know whether my son’s so-called “girlfriend” exists or not, so this is a good opportunity for Song Jiang to go over and take a look.
Ouch!
As soon as he finished speaking, Fang Guoqing shouted.
"Brother-in-law, what's wrong?"
Song Mingyuan asked curiously.
"Your brother-in-law is fine. I'll watch TV for a while. You guys can drink slowly."
Song Yan withdrew her foot as if nothing had happened, stood up and walked to the sofa to sit down, listening to the clinking of glasses and laughter at the dining table again, as well as Song Mingyuan's voice praising his daughter-in-law.
She was feeling suffocated. Looking at the big star named Lin Yao on the TV screen, she was so dazzling and beautiful. Song Yan couldn't help but imagine:
"If only Fang Xiaole's girlfriend was really her... Oh! Never mind. If I could have half of her, no, a quarter, no no, even a tenth, I'd go to the temple during the Spring Festival and buy a 999 incense stick to the Buddha to fulfill my wish!"
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