Bind the Bai Fumei system, the world will serve her

When the people on the side heard this, they unconsciously looked at the speaker.

"Ouch, Lao Tian, ​​I've heard that I'm going to replace you with a new house. Is this a deal?"

"It's amazing, Old Tian, ​​I can't see it."

"It must be obviously promising."

There are those who cheer, but naturally there are also those who don't like it.

"Old Tian, ​​you are wrong to say that. What does it mean to put on face? That is the wish of other children. What's the point of putting on face?"

"That's right, what's wrong with Wanwan being able to buy a car? Besides, how do you know that he won't buy a house in the future?"

"It's the same as your family can afford this car."

The person called Lao Tian is naturally the person who has been at odds with Song's father. His full name is Tian Desheng. He was proud to hear that these people changed the topic to his son, so he heard these disapproving words.

The smile on his face faded immediately, "What are you talking about, I'm not just reminding you kindly, after all, the house is the most important thing."

"What's the use of driving such a nice car, you say, living in this old, dilapidated community?"

Father Song's expression didn't change, and the two brothers even patted Tian Desheng on the shoulder, "Old Tian is right."

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Father Song in surprise, wondering what medicine he had taken by mistake today.

You must know that these two are the most difficult to deal with on weekdays.

However, this doubt hadn't turned around in my heart before I heard Father Song's smiling voice sounding again,

"No, our family just bought us a townhouse in the villa area."

"This child is also true. He said that he was afraid that we would be lonely, and he thought that he could take over all the elders in the family."

"Tell me, is this something that children should consider?"

As soon as Father Song finished speaking, Tian Desheng, who was standing beside him, couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Townhouse, Lao Song, you brag, why don't you make a draft, you know how many townhouses..."

However, before he finished speaking, he saw Song's father take out a stack of real estate certificates from the car.

At a glance, there seemed to be five or six books, but Tian Desheng's words stuck in his throat when he was about to mock.

The others could no longer care about him, and surrounded Father Song one after another.

"I'll go, this is really a townhouse."

"Look at the building numbers of these villas, they are all lined up together."

"Old Song, you are really at the end of your life."

"By the way, does your family have a boyfriend?"

Song's father and Song's mother were surrounded in the middle, and after answering this and that, the corners of their mouths couldn't close their smiles.

What can a person pursue in this lifetime?

Hope your son will become a dragon, and a daughter will become a phoenix.

Their family is so promising now, this time, it seems to have vomited out all the grievances of these years.

Immediately elated, refreshed.

Song Wan watched from the side with a smile, but didn't stop him.

He only took out the tobacco, wine and snacks prepared for the neighbors in the car, and distributed them to the neighbors one by one.

"Soft China? Ouch, how embarrassing this is!"

"The packaging of this dim sum looks really delicate, doesn't it cost a lot of money?"

Song Wan handed it over with a smile, "I've been staying at school, and I'm going to trouble my uncles and aunts to take care of my parents on weekdays."

"This is just a little bit of care, uncles and aunts don't care."

The people who gathered around received the presents one by one, and there was an instant embarrassment on their faces.

So, he praised Song's father and Song's mother even more vigorously.

Tian Desheng originally wanted to reach out, but was stopped by the person beside him with a smile, "Oh, Wanwan, the boy from your Uncle Tian's family bought you a lot of good things for Uncle Tian, ​​they don't need these!"

Song Wan took the things back, with a sudden smile on his face,

"Look at me, I almost made a fool of myself in front of Uncle Tian."

Tian Desheng's hand froze in mid-air, it didn't matter whether it was closed or not.

Seeing that the people around him began to speak towards Papa Song, whether they were complimenting Papa Song or praising Song Wan, Tian Desheng couldn't keep the smile on his face anymore, and walked upstairs with a cold snort.

Everyone didn't care when they saw this, and a few aunts even took the time to talk to Song Wan with a smile on their faces:

"Don't worry about Wanwan, your Uncle Tian has always been stingy."

"Yes, yes, but it's fine if he's so angry."

"Showing off what house his family is going to buy him all day long, but there is no sign of it yet."

The corner of Song Wan's mouth twitched, and he almost couldn't hold it back.

When Song's father and Song's mother finally had enough to show off, it was already 10 minutes later.

The two of them cooked dinner very vigorously, until they saw Song Wan eating full again, and went to sleep with a sense of satisfaction.

The next day

I don't know if it was because of returning home, but Song Wan fell asleep until ten o'clock.

As soon as he opened his eyes, the sound of the system came immediately.

[Ding~ It's another day, may I ask if the host has signed in? 】

"Sign in." Song Wan said lazily, looking at the dots of sunlight coming through the window.

[Ding~ Congratulations to the host for obtaining the ownership of Fanyun Hotel. 】

[The reward has been issued, please pay attention to the host to check it. 】

Fanyun Hotel?

Isn't this known as the best hotel in Luo'an?

Song rolled out of bed and stretched. He vaguely remembered that when he was in high school, some classmates often mentioned Fanyun Hotel. It seemed that VIP cards were very difficult to get.

Before I had time to think about it in the future, the phone that was set aside rang.

Song Wan picked up the phone, it was an unfamiliar number.

Picking it up skillfully, I heard a sweet female voice slowly sounding over there,

"Hello? Is it Song Wan?"

Song Wan frowned slightly when he heard this voice, it was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he heard it.

The female voice didn't care whether Song Wan heard it or not, and just said it again in a familiar tone,

"I'm Angie Wu."

Song Wan was busy studying in high school, and his presence in the class was never very high.

I vaguely remember a proud and beautiful girl named Wu Anqi in my class.

Wu Anqi didn't wait for Song Wan's response, so she asked again, "Are you Song Wan?"

"I am." Song Wan frowned but did not let it go, "What do you want from me?"

She has never had any contact with this Anqi Wu, and she has never said a word to her after graduation, otherwise she would not be able to hear her voice.

Wu Anqi was confirmed, and there was a hint of smile in her voice,

"I almost thought I made a wrong call, Song Wan, why are you still like high school, like a boring gourd."

Song Wan's expression turned cold immediately, but Wu Anqi didn't feel it at all, and just continued on her own:

"That's right, our class teacher gave birth to a baby some time ago, and we organized a celebration for the teacher."

"I heard you're back, shall we come together?"

Although Wu Anqi's words were filled with question marks, the tone of her voice couldn't make out the meaning of asking.

"The teacher treated you very well in high school, you won't stop coming, will you?"