Song Jiang remembered that the last time he went to his second aunt's house to deliver the wedding invitation, and later when he went to his second aunt's house for dinner, his second aunt said that his cousin already had a girlfriend.
However, in Song Jiang's opinion, with his second aunt's competitive personality, she was probably just trying to keep doing it for the sake of face after seeing that he had found such a perfect fiancée.
This time, Song Jiang came to Jiangrong, not only to show off his fiancée, but also to see whether his cousin Fang Xiaole's so-called "girlfriend" actually existed.
There is also a possibility that the cousin does have a girlfriend, but her conditions in all aspects are not as good as Wei Qian. As "lifelong enemies" who have been comparing each other since childhood, he is naturally embarrassed to bring his girlfriend out to embarrass himself.
Especially when he saw that Fang Xiaole only came with his cousin and did not bring anyone else, Song Jiang became more inclined to his second guess.
My cousin probably has a girlfriend who is not very presentable.
"She's usually in Kyoto, not at Jiang Rong's."
When Fang Xiaole heard Song Jiang's question, he didn't think too much about it and answered casually.
"oh."
Song Jiang smiled and said regretfully:
"I was originally planning to meet my sister-in-law, what a pity. By the way, cousin, do you have a photo of my sister-in-law?"
Fang Xiaole shook his head: "Your sister-in-law doesn't like taking pictures. Let's go to the Spring Festival. I'll bring her back for the Spring Festival, and then we can see it."
The smile on Song Jiang's face became brighter, and he continued:
"My second aunt thought my sister-in-law was also from Apple TV, and she even asked me to come over and help her.
Alas, cousin, you also know that many relatives and friends have a good impression of Wei Qian.
Now Second Aunt trusts my judgment, and I don’t really want to be so gossipy.”
"Let's stop chatting on the street and go eat first." Fang Shengnan next to him looked very unhappy.
She couldn't stand the boasting behavior of Song Jiang and his son, and sometimes she would say a few words to them.
But this time there was nothing she could do. The other person really had the capital to brag, and even if she was not convinced, she had to hold it in.
The four of them quickly entered the parking lot and came to Fang Xiaole's car.
“This car…”
Song Jiang and Wei Qian were both a little surprised to see this latest Mercedes off-road vehicle.
"Oh, it's my girlfriend's. She's been away from Jiangrong for a long time, so she gave me the car."
Fang Xiaole explained.
The four of them got into the car, with Song Jiang and Wei Qian sitting in the back seat.
"Your sister-in-law seems to be quite rich?"
Wei Qian couldn't help but whispered to Song Jiang.
Her family runs a small company with about ten employees. Both her father and she have cars, but they are mid-range cars worth 200,000 or 300,000 yuan.
Such conditions are not considered to be extremely rich, but they are acceptable in a fifth-tier city like Dengcheng. However, compared with the real rich, they are far behind.
However, out of vanity, Wei Qian acquiesced to Song Jiang bragging about her "rich second generation" identity everywhere.
At this moment, I suddenly saw that Song Jiang's cousin was driving a car worth nearly one million yuan, and I felt a little unbelievable.
"You forgot, my cousin is a variety show director for Apple TV. His income should be quite high. He probably bought this car with a loan."
Song Jiang was also a little confused, but soon came up with a reasonable guess.
"Then why did he say it was his girlfriend's car?"
Wei Qian looked at Fang Xiaole who was driving in the row in front of her and asked Song Jiang in a low voice.
"Haha, I guess, my cousin either doesn't have a girlfriend, or his girlfriend is too different from you,
In order to keep up appearances or flatter his girlfriend, he said the car belonged to his girlfriend.
This way it won’t seem like his girlfriend is worse than you.”
Wei Qian was a little surprised. "Your cousin doesn't look like that kind of person, does he?"
Song Jiang whispered: "You don't know, my cousin is a good person in every way, but he is a bit too proud, especially he likes to compare everything with me.
When we were young, he competed with me in grades and popularity, but later he failed to beat me in the college entrance examination. He barely came home for several years.
Now that my career has finally started to pick up, I didn't expect that I would find such a perfect wife like you.
He's bound to feel a little disappointed, but never mind, it's okay, we'll just pretend we don't know."
Song Jiang gently hugged his fiancée and spoke generously.
When Wei Qian heard her boyfriend praising her, she felt sweet in her heart and leaned on Song Jiang's shoulder with a smile.
"Well, your cousin has had a hard time too. Don't praise me in front of him all the time. Don't always put others down."
Song Jiang nodded: "Wife, you are so kind."
"Well, of course!"
Fang Shengnan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, saw the situation in the back seat through the rearview mirror and her face became even darker.
This guy Song Jiang, what he said about sending wedding invitations and helping his mother to look after Fang Xiaole’s girlfriend, is all bullshit!
This guy just came to Jiang Rong to show off!
Fang Xiaole drove to a restaurant, and the four of them got out to eat. Fang Shengnan walked in front with her brother, whispering:
"You must capture Xiaoyao for me, otherwise I won't want to go home this Spring Festival!"
"What's wrong?" Fang Xiaole couldn't help but shake his head and laugh.
"Look at how smug Song Jiang is. When we go back to the old house for dinner during the Spring Festival, my third uncle will definitely brag about his daughter-in-law. It makes me sick just watching!"
When Fang Shengnan thought about having to face the Song family's pair of boastful emperors during the Spring Festival, she couldn't help but feel a chill.
Unless Fang Xiaole really catches up with Lin Yao and brings her home, no one can suppress the Song family father and son!
But from a rational point of view, even if his brother was lucky enough to catch up with Lin Yao, their relationship would definitely not be to the point where he could bring her home during the Spring Festival.
"Hey, little brother, when will you be able to fight for our Fang family?"
Thinking of this, Fang Shengnan, who was completely disappointed, glared at Fang Xiaole with frustration. Seeing that this guy was still calm, she immediately became furious and went to the bathroom.
"Is your cousin feeling unwell?"
Song Jiang saw Fang Shengnan's depression and couldn't help but laugh secretly, but still pretended to be puzzled.
"It's okay, sit down and see what dishes you like."
Fang Xiaole had no way to deal with his sister's temper, so he asked Song Jiang and Wei Qian to sit down and order food.
"Miss Mo, what kind of food do you like?"
At the same time, in a well-known Chinese restaurant in Jiangrong City, Mo Yan was sitting in a private room with Zhang Zhiqin, Zhang Zhiqin's father Zhang Song, and mother Guo Shuxian.
"Auntie, you can just call me Xiaoyan."
Mo Yan said to Guo Shuxian with a smile.
"How can I do that? Miss Mo is only a dozen years younger than me. It's not excessive for you to call me sister. How can I call you that casually?"
Guo Shuxian had a polite and distant smile on her face.
Cough cough.
Zhang Song coughed, but was glared at by Guo Shuxian without leaving a trace, and he dared not say a word.
Zhang Zhiqin was at a loss as to what to do. She looked at Sister Mo and then at her mother, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
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