Chapter 87: The children with Mr. Song can already make soy sauce

The smile on Xin Long's face froze for a moment, but she quickly recovered and said with a smile, "I was too busy when I started my business, and I didn't have time to think about my relationship."

The man who asked the question continued, "Whoever can catch up with our Xin Long will be really lucky."

"You're the only one who's bad-mouthed." Xin Long was still smiling, not at all unhappy that the other party was gossiping about her private life.

Everything was fine up to this point, but suddenly a woman said inexplicably: "If Xin Long hadn't gone abroad, the child she had with Mr. Song would be old enough to play with soy sauce now."

As soon as these words were spoken, the box gradually became quiet and the atmosphere became a little weird. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say next.

Xin Long glanced at the woman who was speaking, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

The woman seemed to realize that she had said the wrong thing, but she was still a little unconvinced. Everyone knew about what happened between Song Huailin and Xin Long, and what she said was also true.

Why does it seem like she is talking nonsense?

Xin Long glanced at the man beside her inconspicuously. He was looking at his mobile phone. Because of the angle, she didn't see what Song Huailin was looking at.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he was still ready to say something, but before Xin Long could open her mouth, Song Huailin put down his phone.

The man looked around and then explained indifferently, "Xin Long and I have never dated."

As soon as Song Huailin said this, everyone in the box had different expressions, and for a moment they didn't know what was going on.

Song Huailin didn't care what they were thinking. He continued, "Besides, I'm married now. I hope you won't hear me say that again in the future."

"Otherwise my wife would be unhappy if she knew about it."

The box was completely silent. After a long while, someone finally laughed and said, "Yes, yes, these are just trivial matters. Why are you still talking about them?"

"Drink, drink! We finally get to meet each other, we won't leave until we're drunk tonight!"

"Don't go home until you're drunk!" someone immediately echoed.

Then someone asked, "With your alcohol tolerance, you're not going home until you're drunk?"

The atmosphere in the box soon became lively again, but even though everyone was still talking and laughing, they all had different thoughts in their minds.

Especially when looking at Xin Long.

Xin Long's face had already darkened when Song Huailin told everyone that they had never been in love. Even after returning to normal, it looked a little subtle.

Time passed little by little, and they were ready to go to the next show after dinner, but Song Huailin refused.

"I have to go pick up my wife, so I'll stop here for tonight." Song Huailin stood up, took the suit jacket on the chair, and turned to leave.

Some of them wanted to keep Song Huailin, but they had no position at all and could only watch Song Huailin leave.

Even Xin Long didn't say anything to keep her.

When Song Huailin arrived at the hotel entrance, the car was already waiting there. After getting in the car, the driver asked Song Huailin, "Sir, are you going home directly?"

Song Huailin hesitated for a moment, "Yes."

In fact, he had no intention of picking up Zheng Huixin, and he didn't even know where Zheng Huixin was.

Of course, if Song Huailin wanted to know, there were many ways to find out, but it was different because Zheng Huixin didn't say it on her own initiative.

The driver got the answer and drove towards home. Song Huailin stared at his phone for a long time, but couldn't help but send a message to Zheng Huixin.

Although she took a long time to reply to his message in the afternoon, he pretended not to notice it at that time. Later, Zheng Huixin even took the initiative to call him.

Not only did she call him, she also cared about him, so it was nothing for him to take the initiative to send a message to Zheng Huixin.

"Where are you? Are you going back?" Song Huailin asked.

After sending the message, Song Huailin stared at his phone, waiting for Zheng Huixin's reply. However, after waiting for two minutes without any reply, Song Huailin became a little anxious.

After all, if I wait as long as I did in the afternoon, he might have already returned home. Wouldn’t it be a waste of time to go and pick up Zheng Huixin?

Song Huailin felt that it would be better for him to call directly.

Just as he was about to make a call, his cell phone vibrated and Song Huailin saw Zheng Huixin's reply.

"We've almost finished eating and will be going back soon," said Zheng Huixin.

"I just finished here and came to pick you up." Song Huailin said.

Zheng Huixin didn't hesitate for long and quickly sent her location to Song Huailin. Song Huailin looked at the location and immediately told the driver to go over.

When Song Huailin arrived, he didn't see Zheng Huixin, but saw Song Huaijing first.

It goes without saying that Song Huaijing is here to pick up Jiang Jingcheng.

When Song Huaijing saw Song Huailin, he was still a little surprised. From a distance, Song Huaijing nodded slightly at him as a greeting.

Song Huailin also nodded in response.

Soon, Zheng Huixin and Jiang Jingcheng came out of the restaurant. They didn't know that the people who were going to pick them up had arrived, and they were a little surprised to see two men not far away.

"Why didn't you tell me when we got here?" Jiang Jingcheng went to Song Huaijing and said with some heartache. After all, it was so cold now.

Song Huaijing said: "I just arrived."

On the other side, Zheng Huixin had already walked in front of Song Huailin. When she was about to say something, she suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Song Huailin asked and subconsciously moved closer to Zheng Huixin.

Every time Song Huailin took a step closer, Zheng Huixin took two steps back, obviously not wanting Song Huailin to get closer. So the man stopped and didn't get any closer.

When Jiang Jingcheng noticed it, he left Song Huaijing and hurried to Zheng Huixin's side, "What's wrong?"

Zheng Huixin suppressed the discomfort in her heart, shook her head first, and then looked at Song Huailin, "You just drank some wine, and you smell a bit strong."

Song Huailin understood what Zheng Huixin meant, but for a moment he didn't know how to react. He just felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

The atmosphere suddenly became inexplicably awkward.

In the end, Zheng Huixin suppressed her nausea and said to Jiang Jingcheng, "Don't stand here. Go back."

Jiang Jingcheng was a little hesitant, thinking that he shouldn't leave, but also that he should leave quickly. After a brief hesitation, Jiang Jingcheng said, "Then let's go."

"Yeah." Zheng Huixin nodded with a smile.

So Jiang Jingcheng and Song Huaijing got in the car, and Zheng Huixin and Song Huailin also got in the car.