Drifting Towards You

"Ziming, you go and send it to the night." Old Song Song said warmly.

After the meal, he felt that Su Zhiguo's eldest daughter was a bit interesting.

"Okay, Miss Su, clothes." Song Ziming thoughtfully took her overcoat and prepared to put it on for her.

Su Xiangwan took a step back and took the clothes.

"Is Mr. Song so considerate to women?" Su Xiangwan asked with a smile.

Song Ziming was stunned for a moment. This sounded like a compliment, but it was a needle hidden in the cotton. He really couldn't answer.

If he says yes, it means he is merciful everywhere.

If it is not, it would be frivolous to imply that he is different to her only once.

Su Xiangwan giggled, her bright face was like a spring flower, dazzling more than the complicated crystal lamp on the ceiling.

Su Xiangwan was obviously not ready to ask for his answer and turned and left.

Song Ziming followed her steps and said warmly: "Where are Miss Su, I'll take you there."

Su Xiangwan glanced at him with a faint smile: "Mr. Song, sometimes being too thoughtful can make people feel hypocritical."

The two stopped in front of the hotel, Song Ziming paused: "Miss Su doesn't seem to like me very much."

Su Xiangwan's gaze fell on his gentle face, his eyes were deep and he couldn't see emotions.

Song Ziming just let her look at it, but while she was looking, he was also looking at her.

A woman is really more beautiful than on TV, and her skin can be broken by a blow. Excluding the characters portrayed on TV, her eyes are too cold.

A few seconds later, Su Xiangwan slowly said, "Mr. Song should know the purpose of this meal today."

"Naturally." Song Ziming waited for the following.

"Mr. Song is not the type I like, we have no possibility." Su Xiangwan was straightforward.

These words really made Song Ziming's heart sink.

As a descendant of the Song family, it was the first time he was rejected like this by a woman.

However, he always faintly felt that the woman in front of him was hostile to him.

But he asked himself, since the meeting, nothing has offended her.

"Ms. Su doesn't try, how can I know." Song Ziming smiled and said, not seeming to mind.

Su Xiangwan raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Song, I have a boyfriend, so there is no need to try."

Song Ziming's expression remained unchanged: "Ms. Su doesn't try, how do you know that I won't be better?"

Su Xiangwan chuckled lightly and looked at Song Ziming from head to toe.

Then he said lightly: "Mr. Song, to be honest, you seem to be like him from head to toe."

In a word, it is neither salty nor light.

But no matter how much Song Ziming can disguise, the face of this society is a bit ugly after all.

In any case, he is also a man.

Still a goddess.

But I have never been compared and humiliated so much.

But in just a few seconds, he resumed as usual.

"Ms. Su said that, I want to challenge it even more."

Su Xiangwan sneered, his eyes sharpened: "Mr. Song likes to be cheap so much?"

Song Ziming was speechless, and a hideous flash flashed under his eyes.

Su Xiangwan clearly saw his strange color in his eyes, chuckled lightly, with sarcasm.

The fox always shows its tail, but she was too naive in the previous life.

Not long after, the nanny car sent by Yuan Xue arrived.

The rice grains jumped out of the car first: "Sister late night."

"Rice, Happy New Year." Su Xiangwan showed a dozing smile, eyebrows curled, and Song Ziming was a little lost.