However, she also knew that marriage is an extremely taboo thing in a wealthy family, so she should not ask what she should not ask.

A man like Song Shaoyan must be married, and maybe there are several children.

"Senior Song, what else do you want to ask?"

"The Qin Feng you just mentioned... is really Ning'an's neighbor's younger brother, not a childhood sweetheart?"

"Impossible." Xiao Yue waved his hand, "Can we not know? Ning An has always called him Fengdi, and he has always regarded Ning An as his sister. There is a pure sibling relationship between the two. I promise, there is nothing between them."

"Oh, nothing, I just ask, do you have that photo of Qin Feng?"

"No."

Xiaoyue thinks it is really troublesome for rich people to find a wife. Is it necessary to dig up other people's love history?

Song Shaoyan thought that Ning An was indeed stubborn and had a few boyfriends.

None of them.

Thinking of this, he felt much better.

"Senior, when I was in college, I liked you a lot of girls." Xiao Yue Xingxing's eyes, "Everyone calls you a male god in private."

"Shame." Song Shaoyan smiled, "It's been something that happened."

"I really never thought I could see you, senior, and I haven't seen you in the news newspaper in recent years."

"Don't tell anyone about what I'm looking for you today."

"Okay, then senior, will your friend... take the initiative to contact An An? I also hope An An can marry a man who is good to her. However, she has had a failed marriage and it may be difficult to accept another person. Senior, please let your friend take the initiative."

"Failed marriage..." Song Shaoyan chewed these words.

"Oh, An An has such a good personality. Her ex-husband may be really bad, otherwise An An would definitely be tolerant."

Song Shaoyan: "..."

A sip of tea almost choked in my throat.

"But the senior's friend must be very good and has a good personality!" Xiao Yue said happily, "If you have been obsessed with An An for so many years, you are really a love-infatuated person!"

She felt that birds of feathers gathered together, and Song Shaoyan's friends were naturally similar to Song Shaoyan.

"What did you guys have a drink in a bar some time ago?"

"A woman can talk about anything." Xiao Yue was very talkative, "talking about some interesting things about college in the past, as well as her current life and work. Later, we were all drunk and An An was also drunk. She has been doing well in the United States in the past few years, but it is really tiring to take care of children by one woman."

"oh."

"Senior, what else do you want to ask?"

"No more, I'll ask you if you have any in the future."

"I promise not to tell anyone else, if they really do it, just treat me to a wedding."

"OK."

Song Shaoyan kept her for a while and had afternoon tea.

Xiaoyue didn't stay for too long, and did not dare to ask Song Shaoyan's personal questions. She sat for a while and left.

Zhang De personally sent her away.

The sun sets and the wind blows in the garden.

Song Shaoyan left in a wheelchair and returned to the living room alone.

The colorful clouds outside cover the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room, with bright light and bright light. The entire villa is shrouded in a warm tone.

Song Shaoyan was obviously much more happy, so he asked the kitchen to cook a few more dishes at night.

...

In the hotel.

Ning An got rid of Song Shaoyan's entanglement, packed his luggage, and had a simple dinner.

She sat alone on the balcony of the room, opened a bottle of red wine, and drank a little.

The moon is bright and the sky is very beautiful.
Chapter completed!