Have a meal?

Liang Nianhe said again: "You also sent roses...did you forget?"

Send flowers?

Song Zhixu carefully recalled which girl he had done such a thing to during this time...

Oh!He remembered!

Song Zhixu suddenly realized: "You mean... Anya?"

"Look, the name is so intimate, even the last name is omitted. At the beginning, she was called Miss Xu, and now she is Anya." Liang Nianhe joked, "After a while, will I call her Miss Xu?" Xiaoya, Yaya, darling, baby, it’s time to order.”

Just as Song Zhixu was about to say something, Song's mother had already started asking Liang Nianhe about it with a face full of joy.

"Anya? From the name, she sounds like a good girl, well-educated, gentle and quiet." Mother Song asked, "Did you introduce your brother to her?"

Liang Nianhe nodded like garlic, and kept saying good things about Xu Anya: "Yes, yes, Anya is my college classmate and my best friend. No matter what happens to me, she will help me and stand by her." On my side, I am kind-hearted and very generous. Mom, it would be great if she was with her brother."

"Okay, you know her well and are close friends. It would be really good if she could marry into our Song family."

Even Song's father couldn't help but ask: "Does anyone have a photo of the girl? Let me first see what the future daughter-in-law looks like."

"Have!"

Liang Nianhe quickly took out his cell phone.

Song Zhixu raised his forehead again.

Inexplicably, his marriage came about without him even knowing it.

Don't talk about him, Xu Anya probably doesn't know either.

Song Zhixu remembered that the last time he had dinner with her, they didn't talk about anything else at all, they were just like friends.

Why did it turn into a date when it came to Liang Nianhe's mouth? !

It's just a mess.

Liang Nianhe flipped through the photo album. She and Anya took many selfies and group photos. From college to now, they left precious photos at every stage.

"Not bad, not bad." Mother Song was very satisfied, "She looks very well-behaved."

Song's father said: "This is the sister-in-law my daughter chose for her brother. She can't be wrong."

Seeing the marriage, everyone except Song Zhixu and Xu Anya agreed.

How could Song Zhixu alone be better than three people?

Besides, these three people are his closest family members.

As for Xu Anya, she was sitting at home at the moment, with hair on her back and waves of chills coming over her.

"What's going on? It's chilly." She rubbed her arms, "I didn't feel cold before..."

Then, she sneezed several times in a row.

“Who’s thinking about me, or who’s talking bad about me?”

Xu Anya muttered, got up, adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, and picked up a blanket along the way.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

The person who rang the bell was very anxious and kept pressing it, making the bell ding-dong-ding-dong.

"I'm coming!"

Xu Anya responded and trotted to open the door.

As a result, she looked out through the peephole and found that the person ringing the doorbell was actually——

manage! ink! Leave!

God!

Why did Mr. Si come to your door?

It's over, it's over, Xu Anya thought, did Mr. Si realize that she and Nian He were not together at all?

Or is Mr. Si coming to take Nianhe home?

But Nianhe was not at her home at all.

No wonder her back hair was spray-painted, she was really noticed!

"Ding dong ding dong!"

Si Moli pressed the doorbell again.

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