Lin Jingbei tried to smooth things over: "Brother, ignore him. Children can't talk."
Song Zidong: "Listen, you're still two years older than Xiaobei, and you can't even speak yet."
Song Nan: "Don't you all have children?"
Are those with children the elderly?
Song Nan: "Middle-aged people should get it."
Song Zidong let him go.
The girls over there simply pushed Song Chen into a corner and surrounded Lin Lu, chatting incessantly.
Yang Shuang had nothing to participate in, but he listened with great interest.
Several little girls were talking about their own stories and laughing.
What Lin Lu and the others were most curious about was Song Qinqin. She had changed a lot. She was only in her early twenties, but after this trip, it seemed that she had completely changed and became very mature and insightful.
Song Xixi also heard something: "You really opened a clothing store in Guangcheng."
Song Qinqin also gave her a winter dress that looked very luxurious and had a wool collar.
Song Qinqin replied: "My boyfriend opened it for me. Actually, I'm just working for him."
Song Jiajia's thoughts were unrealistic and unrealistic: "Is he good to you?"
Song Qinqin hooked the hair beside her ear and said, "It's okay. Rich people all have a little temper. It's okay as long as you go along with him. I just think he's good-looking. Hahahaha."
Song Xixi was interested in the handsome guy and thought he would be an older man. "Really? How handsome is he? Is he as handsome as my uncle?"
Song Qinqin looked at Lin Lu. Her aunt was still as beautiful as ever, but her temperament was much softer than before. She used to be cold, but now she was quiet and graceful.
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