The president's pet daughter

"Zhao Zhao, Xiao Song, what do you think?"

At this time, the lights suddenly turned on, and Ling Yuan looked at Ling Zhaozhao with joy.

Ling Zhaozhao coughed.

Can she say that she didn't pay attention to the second half of the content?

She stroked her hair guiltyly, and nodded: "It's good, it's really good."

Then he turned his head to look at Song Mingzhe and blinked slyly.

"Mingzhe, right?"

"Ah."

Song Mingzhe lowered his eyes slightly, and put the pendant properly in his pocket.

Seeing that they all affirmed him, Ling Yuan announced the end of work with satisfaction, and then looked at the time, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.

Before I knew it, it was time for dinner.

"I'm really bothering you today, otherwise I'll treat you to dinner. There's a new Sichuan hot pot restaurant here, and it's quite delicious."

Maybe it's because of happiness, or maybe it's because of nervousness, Ling Yuan's words today are not decent.

"It's better to change to a lighter one."

Ling Zhaozhao frowned.

She can, but Song Mingzhe doesn't like to eat such heavy food.

"I can do it, let's eat."

Song Mingzhe put his arms around Ling Zhaozhao's shoulders, and smiled at Ling Yuan.

He didn't want to ruin Ling Yuan and Ling Zhaozhao's happiness.

Seeing what Song Mingzhe said, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't say anything more, so he could only listen to Ling Yuan's arrangement.

But when eating hot pot, Ling Zhaozhao subconsciously ordered a mandarin duck hot pot.

Ling Yuan also specially ordered a bottle of wine, as if to embolden himself for his proposal at night.

"Zhao Zhao, why don't you accompany me for a drink or two?"

Ling Yuan looked at Ling Zhaozhao expectantly.

Even though Ling Yuan didn't show much expression on his face, Ling Zhaozhao could see Ling Yuan's nervousness, and it was precisely because of his nervousness that Ling Yuan talked non-stop abnormally and wanted to drink happily.

Normally, Ling Yuan would not say more than ten sentences a day, and even the matter of drinking, he always despises not drinking at all.

"Brother, don't be too nervous, you can play normally tonight, and the second sister-in-law will definitely agree."

Ling Zhaozhao helplessly picked up some cooked meat for Ling Yuan, and comforted him in a low voice.

"Who is nervous, brother-in-law, tell me, am I nervous?"

Ling Yuan was stubborn, pushed the black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and turned the conversation to Song Mingzhe.

Song Mingzhe was concentrating on blanching the meat, and conveniently put it in Ling Zhaozhao's bowl.

"Well, don't be nervous."

Ling Zhaozhao glanced at Song Mingzhe who was talking nonsense with his eyes open.

Come on, he will spoil her second brother.

"My brother-in-law has a good eye, so why don't you accompany me to have a drink or two, but I don't know when you will receive your certificate. Then maybe we can hold a wedding together."

Ling Yuan cheerfully filled Song Mingzhe's glass with wine, and looked up at the two people in couple outfits in front of him.

Not that he said, when the three of them sat here, he was like a huge bright light bulb.

"Drink less."

Seeing Ling Yuan's target shifted to Song Mingzhe, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Although Song Mingzhe has a good capacity for alcohol, but drinking is harmful to health, it is better to drink less.

Then she looked at Ling Yuan who had nothing to say, and curled her lips.

"You started thinking about the wedding before even mentioning the proposal? Don't tell me you did the 55-page wedding process again?"

She stuffed a piece of meat into her mouth, and thoughtfully put some more vegetables in the soup pot on the light side.

Song Mingzhe watched her actions quietly, smiled without saying a word.

"Don't tell me, I actually planned a wedding scene last night. It's a hundred pages, and it's still a ppt."

Ling Yuan took a sip of the wine in his glass and said with great interest.

Ling Zhaozhao was almost shocked by Ling Yuan's astonishing ability to act and execute.

With a [-]-page ppt, it's really a shame that her second brother doesn't do wedding planning.

"Brother-in-law, if you want to learn from it, I can also give you a reference."

Ling Yuan patted Song Mingzhe on the shoulder enthusiastically.

Song Mingzhe glanced at Ling Zhaozhao next to him with unclear meaning, and followed Ling Yuan's words.

"it is good."

Ling Zhaozhao originally thought that Ling Yuan was just mentioning it casually, and with Song Mingzhe's temperament, he probably wouldn't respond.

Hearing that Song Mingzhe agreed so readily, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't help but look at him, and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"Why are you looking at this? Do you really want to have a wedding?"

The one-hundred-page ppt is stinky and long, she wouldn't want to read it.

"Don't you want to marry me?"

Song Mingzhe drank a few sips of wine, looked into her eyes, and his voice was low.

Ling Zhaozhao met his eyes, and didn't know whether he was serious or just acting in front of Ling Yuan.

It should be acting, otherwise he wouldn't ask such a question with his temperament.

Ling Zhaozhao thought dejectedly.

Song Mingzhe didn't say this in a low voice, and it fell into Ling Yuan's ears, as if his sister was not willing to be responsible for others.

Ling Yuan drank a few more sips of wine, his cheeks were a little blush.

"Zhao Zhao, you can't do this, your brother-in-law is so good, you can't be irresponsible to others. And let your parents know, they will be the first to spare you."

"Who said that, I didn't mean that."

Ling Zhaozhao replied without thinking.

She wanted to be responsible, but he didn't mean that.

She lowered her eyes to suppress the turbulent emotions in her eyes, and took the wine glasses from Ling Yuan and Song Mingzhe's hands.

"You guys drink less, I don't want to see you all drunk and going crazy in the theater later."

Seeing that she deliberately avoided the topic of the wedding, Song Mingzhe pursed his lips.

Ling Yuan was very aware of his drinking capacity, and also knew that if he drank any more, he might really get drunk, so he didn't stop Ling Zhaozhao from taking all their wine away.

"My sister is amazing, brother-in-law, you will have to bear it in the future."

Ling Yuan, who had had some wine, suddenly showed an unscrupulous side. He patted Song Mingzhe on the shoulder and said meaningfully.

"People like me like this, can you control it?"

Ling Zhaozhao snorted coldly, and said cheekily.

They still want to be affectionate in front of Ling Yuan, and it is impossible for Song Mingzhe to expose her.

As expected, Song Mingzhe did not refute.

"Well, I'm happy with it."

He said softly to Ling Yuan.

The hot pot restaurant was too noisy, Ling Zhaozhao couldn't hear what Song Mingzhe said to Ling Yuan, but only saw his perfect profile showing a serious and firm expression.

"You know I'm not mistaken, I'll send you the ppt right away."

A smile flashed across Ling Yuan's eyes, and he really sent Song Mingzhe the hundred-page ppt.

Song Mingzhe looked at the huge file and silently clicked Save.

Ling Zhaozhao didn't know that they had exchanged little secrets, so he could only stuff his mouth angrily.

Hmph, what is there that she can't hear.

Men are so annoying!