The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

"So you are going to the party with your sister-in-law the day after tomorrow."

For some reason, Cheng Zixiu felt soft in his heart. He looked at the girl with red eyes, and his voice was no longer as cold as before: "Is the dress ready?"

"Huh? That's terrible."

Qin Xiaomeng wiped her face randomly and suddenly became anxious: "What should I do if I don't have a dress?"

wrong!

She still has millions left!

The oranges were obtained for her from Xie Lili. Thinking of this, Qin Xiaomeng suddenly laughed. The tip of her nose was red, her eyes were as beautiful as crescent moons, and her beautiful face was full of energy: "I have money, I will buy it tomorrow." !”

Cheng Zixiu looked a little dazed for a moment. After a few seconds, he said calmly: "This is a business matter. The dress company will arrange it."

She'd better keep the little money she has with her.

"This... can be considered a business matter?" Qin Xiaomeng tilted her head and asked full of doubts.

"can."

The man nodded calmly.

Su Mucheng and Jiang Ze on the side looked weird.

The two of them stared at Cheng Zixiu with meaningful eyes.

When company artists attend evening parties, they always prepare their own attire.

There is no such thing as fairness or injustice.

"Okay! Then I won't compete with the company."

Qin Xiaomeng patted her purse very happily: "I will keep this money for future dowry!"

Cheng Zixiu: "..."

Over there in country S.

Tong Zhen and Tong Tian have been following Su Mucheng's news online. Seeing how good she is, Tong Zhen feels excited, relieved and uncomfortable.

A pair of eyes that were no longer young were red, and the hand on crutches was squeezed tightly.

Chun'er's daughter is as smart and beautiful as she is.

After so many years, Tong Zhen is no longer obsessed with what happened back then.

I just don’t know how to let go of my identity and can’t find a suitable place to step down.

"dad."

How could his own father, Tong Tian, ​​not know what he was thinking.

He poured a glass of water for Tong Zhen and sat down next to him: "Dad, didn't Xiaocheng leave a phone number? Give her a call."

Tong Zhen's eyes trembled, and he subconsciously looked at the mobile phone on the table.

He had already stored the phone number Su Mucheng left in his mobile phone.

After a while, Tong Tian heard Tong Zhen's old voice whispering: "The child is not completely familiar with us yet. I'm afraid of disturbing her."

He could tell that Su Mucheng's temper was the same as Chun'er's, stubborn and stubborn. It would be bad if it backfired.

Tong Tian's eyes paused and he was surprised. He hadn't seen his father's voice sound so depressed in a long time.

In his memory, after his sister left, he accidentally saw Tong Zhen standing in her room looking at her sister's photos in a daze.

The slightly curved back was old and lonely, full of disappointment and sadness.

Tong Tian lowered his eyes, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened it: "It's just such a niece, I miss her too."

Su Mucheng and others had just arrived at Mo's house, and Mo Yanchen had already prepared the dress for her.

As soon as she sat down, her cell phone rang in her pocket. Su Mucheng lowered her head and glanced at her. She was from country S. She narrowed her eyes, said hello, turned and walked aside.

"Hey."

"Xiao Cheng, I am uncle."

Tong Tian held the phone, with a smile on his meticulous and handsome face: "Congratulations, Xiaocheng, your excellent uncle and grandpa have been paying attention to you."

"Thank you."

Su Mucheng looked down at the tips of her shoes, her long eyelashes drooping, and the girl's beautiful profile was flawless.

Her tone was unfamiliar and polite, and Tong Zhen, who was sitting next to Tong Tian, ​​his eyes dimmed a bit.

On the phone, her voice came again: "What's the matter?"

"Little Orange."

Tong Tian glanced at Tong Zhen and said, "Xiao Cheng, grandpa and I miss you and your mother very much. We want to come over and see you."

Su Mucheng froze and tightened her fingers on the phone.

mom.

She hasn't told them about her mother's death.

Her throat seemed to be stuck and she was speechless for a moment.

The silence on the phone made Tong Zhen and Tong Tian's expectant hearts gradually sink.

She still didn't fully accept them.

Tong Tian's expression darkened, he held the phone and turned it aside: "It's okay if you find it inconvenient..."

"it is good."

Before Tong Tian finished speaking, he heard the girl's answer. His eyes jumped and his eyes lit up: "What did you say, Xiaocheng?"

"Let me know when you have booked your flight and I will pick you up."

They are mom's closest relatives, and there are things they should know.

Su Mucheng held the phone in one hand and slightly rubbed it with the fingertips of the other hand, her dark eyes darkening.

After hanging up the phone, Tong Tian immediately started booking tickets. Tong Zhen's disappointed eyes suddenly brightened, and his palms were sweating while leaning on crutches.