Song Fuxing raised his eyebrows slightly and asked slowly, "Marry me and come in?"

Yu Yecheng sat next to him. Upon hearing this, Yu Guang looked at Mr. Song, and then at everyone in the conference room. Although everyone was hanging their eyes and quietly, it was obvious that they all listened.

Although it was a regular meeting, it was obviously not as important as the president's wife's phone number. It answered immediately as soon as it came. This situation never happened before.

Yu Yecheng is now increasingly impressed by Xia Mu. As expected, he has a very good idea, which makes this million-year-old iceberg visible to the naked eye.

Xia Mu was a little resentful when he heard this, but he found a partner to complain about his grievances. "Grandpa asked me to learn a lot. I learned from five o'clock in the morning to eleven o'clock in the evening. I passed five levels and killed six generals every day. If you didn't have a partner who was so sincere in proposing to marry, you might never be able to get married..."

Song Fuxing smiled angrily, "Tell me, see how sincere you are?"

Xia Mu was about to speak to him, but the flower art teacher outside was calling her, after all, she had been in the bathroom for too long.

Xia Mu responded quickly, blocked his mouth and whispered to the phone: "The teacher called me. I will tell you again in the future, don't worry, I will definitely marry you."

Song Fuxing frowned slightly at the blackened screen. Now he had to make a phone call like a guerrilla war. After this call ended, it would take a long time to receive the call next time.

Song Fuxing put away his phone, and the gentleness on his face disappeared in an instant, and everyone sat upright. It was obvious that Mr. Song's gentleness would only treat his wife, not them.

Xia Mu hurried out, and the huge flower table outside was already surrounded by relatives of the Song family.

Song Changzheng was barely satisfied with the flower art on the table, and Song Jiayu and several other aunts were praising her.

When Song Changzheng saw her come out, he saw the cell phone in her hand at a glance. He thought that he hadn't come out for so long. "Put the cell phone away and attend class seriously in the future."

Teacher Huayi smiled and walked forward, putting her cell phone in.

Sha Mu watched the phone being taken away, "I just called him to rest assured."

"Does he have to worry? What else can you do here?" Song Changzheng was obviously not angry about Song Fuxing. The recognition of his grandson's wife did not mean that he would forgive his grandson for being inappropriate.

Xia Mu didn't dare to ask or say anything, so he could only listen to the training honestly.

After the phone was confiscated, she completely lost contact with Song Fuxing. Grandpa Song's anger would probably not disappear for a while, and she didn't know when Song Fu would be allowed to enter Song's house.

After Liu Yurong's trouble, the orders for the jewelry exhibition have not only recovered, but are gradually increasing compared to before.

He also took photos of several big-name magazines and star red carpets, and the attention was further expanded.

Xia Mu is becoming more and more famous in the jewelry industry, and with Dai Ni's help behind him, he has advanced alongside the big-name designers in MZ.

Dai Ni also knew that she was undergoing devil training from her husband's family, so she came to Song's house.

"This Muse is about to start, and the judges' seats need fresh blood. I recommend you. The Muse's observation team will come to China in the near future. If you pass their inspection, you will be the youngest judge for the Muse."

Xia Mu looked at the muse letter in her hand, which was a very traditional and retro form, traveling long distances and delivering letters thousands of miles.

After getting it, it feels like you have received the admission letter from your favorite school.

Xia Mu took the letter and saw her name, "I'm really not dreaming, are they going to come to investigate me?"

Song Jiayu was happy and worried that it was still difficult to be a judge of Muse. "Which observation group is coming from Muse, maybe I will know him."

Dai Ni smiled, "I don't know this part is kept confidential, but I have confidence in Xia Mu. If they think Xia Mu is not suitable, they will not come so far."

Even if you can't become a Muse's judge, you don't have to be disappointed. After all, as long as you have the Muse's qualification to conduct an investigation, it is already a great affirmation for her.

Xia Mu's joy rushed straight to his head, as excited as he won the award that year. Unfortunately, his phone was confiscated and he couldn't tell Song Fuxing as soon as possible.

After lunch, Xia Mu was walking alone in the garden. She picked up a tree trunk and vaguely heard Song Fuxing's voice.

“Chamu.”

She subconsciously looked at the sound and saw Song Fuxing appearing on the other side of the wall.

Seeing her stupidity, Song Fuxing couldn't help but smile.

Xia Mu almost thought he was an hallucination. When he reacted, he quickly threw the branches and rushed to the corner of the wall. He looked up at him and was so excited, "How did you come in?"

Song Fuxing made a booing move, "Be gentle, don't let the family's security discover."

Xia Mu looked around when he heard this and felt relieved when he saw that there was no one. Song Fuxing was already holding the wall and preparing to turn it over.

Xia Mu was a little nervous and excited, "Be careful, don't fall."

"Um."

Song Fuxing responded and jumped off the wall agilely.

This was the first time she saw him doing such an extraordinary move, but it was so handsome that he could do such a thing as climbing over the wall and stealing.

Xia Mu hurriedly leaned over and hugged him, his heart tightened, "Song Fuxing, I miss you so much."

Song Fuxing obviously thought too much, so he reached out and hugged her tightly, lowered his head and kissed her a few times, and then fell on her lips, with a low and nice voice, "I miss you too."

Xia Mu was a little shy when he was intimate with the Song family so blatantly. He looked around like a thief, "Will you be discovered when you come in like this?"

"I asked my fourth aunt to help me lead people away. The surveillance in this area is also turned off and no one will notice it."

When Xia Mu heard this, he immediately leaned in his arms with peace of mind, smelling the clear wood fragrance on his body, familiar and warm.

Just sneaky, a little strange...

"We seem to be having an affair like this. You even climbed over the wall and stole people. In the past, you would have to soak the pig cage."

"What are you thinking?" Song Fuxing looked down, but found that she was just a small blue ball.

He felt a little distressed and touched her little dark circles, "Grandpa forced you to study?"

"Yeah." Xia Mu nodded aggrievedly, "It's not easy to marry you from your grandfather."

Seeing that she was really tired, Song Fuxing's voice became gentler, "You go back with me now, I will explain to my grandfather."

Xia Mu shook his head quickly, "No, if you leave like this, your grandfather will definitely be angry, and there is no way for him to see my sincerity in marrying you."

Song Fuxing looked at her and said seriously, with his lips curled slightly, his voice inexplicably low, with a meaningful hint, "Speak nonsense, don't blame me for dealing with you."

Xia Mu's legs were slightly weakened, and he was a little afraid of the momentum on his bed. He immediately changed the topic seriously, "I just want your grandfather to agree, and I hope he can recognize me and be with you, not to make you quarrel because of me."

Song Fuxing looked at her for a long time and suddenly laughed. He rarely laughed like this, even his eyebrows were bent, which made Xia Mu gradually lose his mood.

There was a movement in front of the garden. Xia Mu was startled and quickly pushed Song Fuxing away, "I'm going to class, please leave quickly, don't be discovered by grandpa, otherwise you will have to quarrel again."

How could it be possible?

Song Fuxing pulled her hand and walked towards the other path, "You go in and tell the teacher that you are feeling uncomfortable, let's stay for a while."

Now he is really like a bad classmate who brings bad students. He climbs over the wall and asks her to take leave again, which is completely different from the three good students who were in school before.

Xia Mu followed him along the path and avoided people into the back door. As soon as he opened the door, he ran into Lao Ling who was coming towards him.

Lao Ling looked surprised when he saw Song Fuxing. Before he could hide it, Song Changzheng behind him saw them.

There was a moment of silence in the air, and the four of them looked at each other.

Song Changzheng said angrily: "How did you come in?"

When Song Fuxing saw that he met, he didn't avoid it anymore and pulled Xia Mu into the house, "Grandpa."

"Who is your grandfather? I think you didn't treat me as your grandfather. Who asked you to come in?" Song Changzheng said as he looked towards the backyard, and immediately understood that the back was tightly surrounded and it was impossible to walk in.

"It's really promising to come in over the wall. You, the president of the group, are really not afraid of others seeing him. Lao Ling drove him out!" Song Changzheng was so angry that he didn't want to see him again, so he turned around and walked back.

It’s not right for Lao Ling to come forward, nor is it not right for him to come forward, it’s a bit embarrassing.

Xia Mu looked at Song Fuxing with some concern.

Song Fuxing tightened her hand and signaled that it was fine. He stepped forward a few steps to catch up with Song Changzheng.

Song Changzheng ignored him and pretended not to see him at all.

Song Fuxing accompanied Song Changzheng silently for a while, "Grandpa, when will our family have great-grandson?"

Song Changzheng's feet paused slightly, although it was a little shaken.

"Mu Mu seems so tired that he has not had a good sleep. If he is not well-behaved, he will have to rest for a while. It will take a year or two to continue." Song Fuxing calmly analyzed.

Song Changzheng completely stopped and looked at him. How could he not know what he was thinking now? He still felt sorry for his wife. Now that he has done it, he has done it. He is really obsessed with the widow and is so dizzy!

But this kid is smart and can focus on the key points and hit his weaknesses.

Time has a moment of silence, as if it is competing silently.

After a while, Song Changzheng hammered the crutch hard, walked forward with a cold face, and said, "Next year I will hold my great-grandson. If I can't hold you, I don't have to go back to the Song family. I don't have to see you!"

Song Fuxing smiled slightly when he heard this.

Xia Mu followed behind from afar. Seeing that Song Changzheng had left, he hurriedly walked over, "How are you talking to grandpa? Have you agreed to enter Song's house? I can't stand it anymore. The Weaver Girl is not as miserable as me."

Song Fuxing took her hand, "They meet once a year, and it's different from ours."

"Why is it different? I will live like a year without seeing you for a day, which is much worse than them."

The main reason is that the class is miserable, and I can’t see my husband, and I still have to go to class. Is this a life for people?

If the salted fish lie down, she can still accept this little bit.

Song Fuxing had a smile in his eyes and looked at her with something in his words, "I live like a year."

Xia Mu raised his eyes and met his gaze, and always felt that what he said was not as pure as hers.

Her intuition never had any problems. At night, it really verified Song Fuxing's unpredictable intentions.

He didn't just miss her, he just wanted to live a couple's life!
Chapter completed!