Take a good cub to set up a daughter-in-law

At eight o'clock in the morning, the sky was covered with white snowflakes, although the snow and the temperature drop could not stop people's enthusiasm. Many contestants have come to the scene of the 'Scholarly Spirit' competition. They all entered the competition field one after another with their exclusive number plates outside the field. More or less fans of each player also came. Players enter the field and spectators enter the field.

"Huanyang, have you guys come here? Hurry up, it's a bit cold today, wear an extra coat when you go out, and you, Teacher Song, and I will be waiting for you at the scene." Qin Yaran was on the phone, wearing sunglasses and rice White turtleneck sweater, loose knitted wide-leg pants, hair in a bun, holding a coat and an umbrella in his hand, the breeze blowing the broken hair on his forehead.

"Good teacher, I'll wait downstairs for an hour, we will arrive at the scene soon." Wen Huanyang wrapped his clothes tightly, looked at the snowflakes falling outside, and showed a faint smile.

Qiu Yichen and Xu Yier came down, seeing the smile on Wen Huanyang's face, they didn't think the snow was so annoying.

"You look in a good mood, let's go." Xu Yier patted Wen Huanyang on the shoulder.

"Come on! Don't be nervous! Go!" Qiu Yichen raised his head and shouted towards the sky, just as snowflakes fell in his mouth.

"Ahem, bah, bah, bah." Qiu Yichen suddenly coughed out the melted snowflakes.

"Hahaha." Wen Huanyang and Xu Yier sneered mercilessly, and the three of them set off for the 'scholarly spirit' competition scene together.

After registering, Song Liyuan began to search for Qin Yaran's figure in the crowd, and happened to find that Qin Yaran was standing under a big tree nearby, and when she was about to go there, Zhuo Yichen walked over with two cups.

"Forget it." Song Liyuan pulled up her turtleneck sweater, tucked her neck into the sweater, and looked at Qin Yaran and Zhuo Yichen's backs with a motherly smile.

"Envy?"

A gentle and magnetic male voice came from above Song Liyuan's head. Looking up slightly, Qiao Ruofeng was looking at him dotingly.

"Hey! Why are you here? Don't you have to go to work?" Song Liyuan was a little surprised and a little happy, looking at Qiao Ruofeng with a smile.

Qiao Ruofeng stretched out his hand to help Song Liyuan smooth her hair, wiped off the snowflakes on her hair, and said to Song Liyuan with a faint smile: "I don't have an appointment today, come and have a look, did you just look at Yaran and the others with envy?"

"Ah? What's the matter, no, no, why should I be envious, really." When Song Liyuan said this, she lowered her head and tucked her chin into the sweater and whispered, without even looking at Qiao Ruofeng. .

"What are you envious of?" Qiao Ruoyin suddenly appeared, approaching Song Liyuan and asked.

"It's nothing." Qiao Ruofeng glanced at Qiao Ruoyin, and pulled Song Liyuan into his arms.

Being pulled by Qiao Ruofeng like this, Song Liyuan lost her center of gravity and threw herself into Qiao Ruofeng's arms. She was still a little stunned, and looked up at Qiao Ruofeng dumbfounded.

"It's a big crowd, you two pay attention to your image, okay? By the way, sister Yaran, why aren't you with your sister-in-law?" Qiao Ruoyin looked left and right but didn't see Qin Yaran.

"That's right, the public, what are you doing? Fortunately, no one can recognize my outfit today, otherwise, Qiao Ruofeng, you will be punished by the public opinion." Song Liyuan left Qiao Ruofeng's arms, tidied up her clothes, He gave Qiao Ruofeng a disdainful look.

Song Liyuan was wearing a black knit high-necked long dress. The upper body was tight and the lower part of the skirt was curved. She was wearing five-centimeter short boots and a short down jacket. Her hair was scattered. The skirt was actually very Show Song Liyuan's figure.

"Hahaha, Mr. Song hasn't made an official announcement yet. It's been photographed at this time. Maybe there will be some big news. Mr. Song, who has been single for a long time, is in a relationship, and the other party is a well-known doctor." A Yuan held an umbrella. Come over and cover your mouth with a smile, teasing the two young lovers.

Song Liyuan pretended to pinch A Yuan, and said in a slightly angry tone, "Don't mess around!"

"Hee hee, where's the boss? There are more and more people, and I don't know where she went." A Yuan stood on tiptoe, trying to find Qin Yaran's figure from the crowd.

"Then, with Zhuo Yichen." Song Liyuan pointed to the big tree next to her.

"I'm with Mr. Zhuo, so I won't go there. Wen Huanyang and the others are on the way, and the others have already gone in." A Yuan took a few glances, but didn't see them.

"Well, the people here are basically those audiences and some managers and so on. Seriously, there are more and more of them. I will announce the promotion list of the previous submissions later, right?" Song Liyuan looked at it. Glancing at Qiao Ruoyin, she asked.

Qiao Ruoyin's attention was no longer here. Ever since Song Liyuan said that Qin Yaran and Zhuo Yichen were together, Qiao Ruoyin had been staring at the big tree with a bit of displeasure in her eyes.

"I'll take a call." Qiao Ruofeng's cell phone rang, and he took it out to look at it, then went to the side to answer the call.

"Ruoyin? Why are you absent-minded? Don't you need to go to the backstage to take a look now? The recording will start soon." Song Liyuan asked knowingly, and deliberately used things at work to distract Qiao Ruoyin's attention.

"Oh, it's 08:30. It starts on time at nine o'clock. Those of you who haven't come to the competition have to hurry up and let them come over. I'm busy." Qiao Ruoyin glanced at the time on her phone and found that it was getting late. Go over and see how your staff are doing.

"Bian Qiao! Come here."

"I'm calling you, let's go, work is important, let's talk about it at noon." Song Liyuan pointed to the staff next to her and said.

"Miss Qiao is still very concerned about the actions of the boss and Mr. Zhuo. Is she still living at Mr. Zhuo's house?" A Yuan asked Song Liyuan curiously.

"I don't know, pig." Song Liyuan looked at Qiao Ruofeng's profile and said.

After Qiao Ruofeng answered the phone, his face was a little unhappy.

"I'm in a hurry right now. I'm leaving first. I won't eat together at noon. Let's see tonight." Qiao Ruofeng frowned and walked over to Song Liyuan and said.

"Okay, drive carefully, the road is slippery." Song Liyuan nodded.

"Is Qiao Ruofeng so warm?" A Yuan was puzzled.

"Why don't you put on your coat." Zhuo Yichen walked up to Qin Yaran with two cups of hot drinks, and handed one over.

Seeing Zhuo Yichen coming, Qin Yaran took off his sunglasses, took the hot drink with a smile, and touched Zhuo Yichen's hand when taking it, Zhuo Yichen's hand was very warm, forming a strong contrast with his own.

"Thank you, your hands are so warm." Qin Yaran said with a slightly envious tone.