The president's pet daughter

Song Mingzhe's almost perfect standard answer made Ling's father and Ling's mother very satisfied, and he was full of praise for Song Mingzhe.

But Song Mingzhe's icy aura melted away without a trace, as if he had met the sun.

At this moment, he turned into a sunny boy.

Extraordinary in conversation, knowledgeable and courteous.

The Ling family's questions are basically answered.

Facing inquiries from the young and old of the Ling family.

His answer was watertight.

Even the second elder brother Ling Yuan, who has always disliked talking and lives in the IT world, couldn't help but agree with Ling Zhaozhao's vision.

"I didn't expect that, your vision is not bad."

Ling Zhaozhao picked up the rice in the bowl with a dry smile.

Do you have good eyesight?Take [-] in exchange.

Just as she was eating hard, suddenly there was a shrimp in the bowl.

Ling Zhaozhao looked up, only to see Song Mingzhe looking at her with heavy eyes, his almost perfect thin lips opened and closed.

"What you like to eat."

Ling Zhaozhao was slightly taken aback.

If she hadn't known that this was a fake boyfriend she paid a lot of money for, she might have really been moved by this kind of 24-filial boyfriend.

"Do you still want me to peel it for you to eat? Zhao Zhao."

Song Mingzhe looks like a good boyfriend.

Ling Zhaozhao swallowed subconsciously, feeling a little throbbing in his heart.

Obviously, I can hear those two words every day, but when I say them from Song Mingzhe's mouth, I don't know why they are a little more charming.

"Oh, how old is she? If you eat shrimp, you can't peel it yourself. Xiao Song should eat more. Don't worry about Zhaozhao. She has her own hands, so you can treat her as if she were at home."

The elder mother, Yunmei, gave Ling Zhaozhao a reproachful look, as if she was complaining about her hypocrisy.

Ling Zhaozhao: ...

Why does she feel that her status at home has plummeted?

If things go on like this, Song Mingzhe, a fake boyfriend, will become the favorite of the family.

And she will soon be thrown into the cold palace.

Just as she was muttering to herself, her father Ling Shiyi suddenly spoke.

"Xiao Song, have you considered when to get the certificate?"

Ling Zhaozhao was drinking soup, when he heard this sentence, he almost choked.

"Cough cough cough..."

It took a while for her to recover, and hurriedly said: "Dad, what's the hurry, she doesn't want to marry yet."

After finishing speaking, Ling Zhaozhao pretended to be shy and muttered something, trying to get this topic out of the way.

Ling Shiyi looked worried: "Aren't you afraid that you won't meet such a blind cat next time?"

Ling Zhaozhao: "..."

have to.

She understood it.

His current status has directly changed from a apple of the eye to a dead rat.

She glanced at Song Mingzhe, and finally let go of the boulder in her heart.

In any case, this Hongmen banquet was finally passed safely without any danger.

"Uncle, the two of us will consider this matter. After all, getting married is a major event in life. You need to give Zhaozhao and me some time."

Song Mingzhe replied politely.

After answering, he gave Ling Zhaozhao a cheerful look.

In the eyes of the Ling family, this is definitely a doting look.

Immediately, the Ling family was satisfied with Song Mingxuan and couldn't be more satisfied.

When parting, the couple Yunmei and Ling Shiyi showed love to Song Mingzhe.

As for Ling Zhaozhao, he was completely transparent at this time.

Ling Zhaozhao was so angry that he rolled his eyes several times in his heart.

After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Ling's father and Ling's mother reluctantly let Song Mingzhe into the car.

After the two got into the car, Yunmei knocked on the window again.

"Zhaozhao, come back and live with Xiao Song in a few days, I will cook my specialty Hangbang cuisine for you, and let your father come over to serve a furnace of Buddha jumping over the wall, this is a great supplement, let Xiao Song eat more."

Ling Zhaozhao: "..."

My lord, you can't be reserved.

It's obvious that you want to hug your grandson.

"In a few days, maybe not, Mingzhe..."

Before Ling Zhaozhao finished speaking.

Song Mingzhe's voice sounded.

"Good aunt, I will definitely come to taste your and uncle's handicraft later."

After hearing Song Mingzhe's affirmative answer, Yunmei nodded in satisfaction, and looked at Song Mingzhe with even more satisfaction.

Ling Zhaozhao: "..."

No, you have to find a reason to break up as soon as possible.

Fifty thousand at a time!

Twice, twice she was about to go bankrupt with Ling Damei.

Woohoo, it's too difficult.

My pain, who understands!