My dad is the petite wife of the big guy who runs with the ball

Wu Tong? Said embarrassingly: "Actually, I—? have always wanted to find a chance to treat you to a good meal."

Tu Ling was puzzled and said, "Bring me to dinner? Why? You want to invite me to dinner?"

Wu Tongdao: "What about last time? If you helped me, I might have a big scandal."

Tu Ling said: "Hey, these are trivial matters, we are friends."

Wu Tong continued: "Also, if not? You introduced me to Xiao Gu's studio, and I wouldn't have such good resources."

Tu Ling smiled and said, "Then you should thank Qiuqiu for this, no? You should thank me."

Wu Tong touched his head, and said shyly, "I still have to thank you, if not? It's you, and neither do I? I'll know Qiuqiu."

Tu Ling thought, this is true.

But Qiuqiu is just a little angel, and everyone who knows him will feel his warmth and beauty.

Wu Tong said again: "I just asked for two days off, we will celebrate Qiuqiu's birthday tomorrow, how about having a meal together the day after tomorrow?"

Tu Ling didn't refuse. In fact, he was looking forward to it and nervous.

Because he does have a good impression of Wutong, but he is not sure whether the other party will like him.

After all, I am not the recipient in the traditional sense.

He is muscular, certainly not as seductive as those beautiful boys.

Sometimes he sees his pecs, abs, and glutes all over his body and wonders if someday he can get rid of them.

But if you think about it, forget it, this - body muscles are his characteristic.

He's a star player, and he still makes money by relying on his body muscles.

But he still looks forward to love, so he nodded to Wutong: "That's good! I also took two days off? Let's have a good meal together."

Wu Tong was quite happy, and subconsciously took Tu Ling's arm—? and entered the shopping mall together.

Tu Ling was still wearing a mask, so he became a little bolder.

He felt that if he failed, it must be because he was too timid.

Although the two couples beside him are both good looking and good in character.

But they are also bravely pursuing their own love.

Tu Linghui held Wu Tong's hand, and went shopping together as if nothing had happened.

He also asked the other party's opinion from time to time: "What do you give this time? How about a gift for Xiao Qiuqiu?"

This time both of them were on the set, so there was no time to give him something meaningful? Something.So I made an impromptu appointment at the mall, planning to buy a suitable gift for him.

Wu Tong said: "I just asked in the group for an opinion. Xiao Zhao said that Qiuqiu will go to elementary school soon. Why don't you give him a schoolbag or something?"

Tu Ling said: "It's really a good idea, isn't it? How about we buy a set of stationery for him?"

Wu Tongdao: "Okay, then you come to buy toys, let me see what else I can buy?"

The two first went to the stationery store, and Tu Ling bought a light blue schoolbag and stationery set that fit Xiao Qiuqiu's temperament very well.

Wu Tong went to the children's watch counter and bought him a phone watch with a GPS positioning system.

The two really couldn't think of anything else. Although it was a bit perfunctory, it was still their own?—?

But when they arrived, they realized that there were people who were more perfunctory than them.

Yin Nanxi gave Qiuqiu last time a piano ornament inlaid with gold and sapphires, and this time he gave Qiuqiu a violin ornament inlaid with gold and rubies.

When Gu Xiyao saw that ornament, he thought of the pile of ornaments in his room.

Sister Nan gave gifts to those close to her. It was really amazing.

But neither are her gifts? It's not that she didn't care, these are all custom-made by her from a luxury designer.

But her "private orders" are almost all musical instrument decorations.

Sister Nan's love for musical instruments is really beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Qiuqiu never minded these things. To him, receiving presents was already a very happy thing.

After receiving the gift, he said very politely—“Thank you, Auntie, I will put it together with the?previous?piano.”

Yin Nanxi was very happy, and pointedly said to his son: "Look at Qiuqiu, how sensible is she—a child!"

The corners of Gu Xiyao's lips couldn't help but curl up, he wished his mother liked Qiuqiu more - a little bit more.

Tu Ling put the gift on the table next to him, and said while looking at the phone: "Xiao Zhao is here, I have to pick him up."

Wu Tong—?Listen, and immediately got up and said: "I and you—? Let's go together!"

Tu Ling didn't refuse, and said, "Then drive your? Car, your? Car should be bigger."

Suddenly Tu Ling's face turned red—? Excuse me, Che Da—? It made him feel a little ashamed for no reason.

Fortunately, his skin is relatively dark, so others can't see his blushing.

After the two went out, Qiuqiu looked at their backs and said, "Why does Teacher Tu Ling look like Teacher Wutong? Mrs. Yazhai?"

Everyone at the table:? ? ? ?

It was the first time Yin Nanxi, who heard Qiuqiu's words surprisingly, asked the son next to him: "Little baby—? Is it always like this?"

Gu Xiyao whispered to his mother: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just a child's speech."

Yin Nanxi asked again: "What did you prepare for the little one? A gift?"

Gu Xiyao quietly hid in his room, not wanting to tell his mother.

Seeing his appearance, Yin Nanxi couldn't help but joked, "Not yet? Are you embarrassed to tell mom?"

Gu Xiyao said: "It's also a small pendant, but it's just made by me."

Yin Nanxi had a jealous look on his face: "No? Right? What about mom? When will I have the ones you made? Where are the jewelry pendants?"

Gu Xiyao looked at his sister Nan helplessly, and said, "Then next time you celebrate your birthday, how about I make it for you myself?"

Sister Nan couldn't help but laughed out loud, and said, "Are you kidding me? It makes you nervous."

Gu Xiyao found out that since her mother became more and more familiar with these people, she became more cheerful.

Yun Congji and Xie Qu gave Qiuqiu——a pair of bears, which contained all the children's Chinese studies materials.

This is also a toy manufacturer that they ordered privately, and it can be used as a collection.

The birthday gift that Chi Jinxuan and Chu Hanlin prepared for Chi Yingqiu was quite unique. They actually gave it to Qiuqiu—this photo album.

In this photo album, there are all his growth silhouettes from childhood to adulthood.

Chi Yingqiu looked at all kinds of photos of herself growing up from a baby to this age, and the circles of her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

No? It is undeniable that this album is the most precious of all the gifts he has received.

At the back of every photo here, Chi Jinxuan wrote him blessings and expectations.

Almost every expectation is to hope that he can be happy, hope that he can be happy, and hope that he can live according to his ideal.

At this time, he really? No? Dare to look at these blessings.

He was afraid that after reading it, he would not be able to help crying.

—? Thinking of how she failed him in her previous life, Chi Yingqiu couldn't help but feel her nose sore.

Fortunately, someone came to the rescue at this time, and Zhao Jiachen's phone call came suddenly.

Gu Xiyao picked up the phone and asked, "Where have you been? Teacher Tu Ling and Teacher Wu Tong have already gone to pick you up."

Zhao Jiachen said: "They have already picked me up, but now we have a little trouble."

Gu Xiyao asked: "What happened? Is there a little trouble? Do you need me to send someone over to solve it?"

Zhao Jiachen said: "It's not necessary, but we cut each other's car, and we have to wait for the traffic police to come and fix the damage. It's quite congested right now, and it might be too late to go to Qiuqiu's? Birthday? Birthday banquet."

At this time, the voice of the owner of the opposite car came: "If you are in a hurry to leave? You can go first. Anyway, it's not serious. I can take the insurance by myself."

Zhao Jiachen just said-? Sentence: "Then why are you so embarrassed? We will definitely compensate you."

The other party said: "It's okay, it's okay, -? A little thing? Don't worry about it."

Zhao Jiachen said, "But yours? Isn't the car too expensive..."

At this time, Yun Congji suddenly took Gu Xiyao's cell phone, and said to the other end of the phone: "Xiao Zhao, give the cell phone to that person."

Xiao Zhao was stunned for a moment, and asked, "Mr. Yun? Give the phone to that person? To whom?"

Yun Congji said, "Give it to the other car owner."

Zhao Jiachen was immediately puzzled. He handed the phone to the owner of the other car, and the other party also answered the phone with a bewildered expression.

"Hello, who are you?"

Yun Congji asked, "Mr. Song?"

When Song Rong heard it, he immediately recognized who the voice was.

"President Xiaoyun?"

Yun Congji said: "Is it really you? Why are you in the capital?"

Song Rong said: "I have some business here, come here to deal with it——Excuse me. This gentleman? Is this your friend?"

Yun Congji said: "It is indeed me—? A friend, since you are in the capital, why not come with them. I haven't seen you for a long time,—how about having a meal together?"

Song Rong said: "Of course it's good. It just so happens that my matter is over. Speaking of which, I really don't bump into that gentleman? We know each other."

Zhao Jiachen was still in a state of expression, he didn't expect to bump into a car casually, and he was still Mr. Yun's friend.

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Jiachen said: "I didn't expect it to be a friend? Friend, if this is the case, let's go back together?"

Song Rong didn't refuse them, he thought for a while and said to Xiao Zhao: "Why don't you get in my car? I'm afraid I might get lost with the car."

Zhao Jiachen didn't refuse, turned to Tu Ling and Wu Tong and said, "Then I'll get into Mr. Song's car, and you will lead the way."

Tu Ling and Wu Tong were also shocked by this miraculous coincidence.But this is also a good thing, they thought they would not be able to make it to Qiuqiu's birthday party, but unexpectedly they were able to make it back.

After getting in the car, Song Rong introduced himself to Zhao Jiachen: "My surname is Song, and my name is Song Rong. I am a minority shareholder of the Yun family."

Zhao Jiachen knew that the Yun family was a big group, and even though the man said modestly that he was a minority shareholder, Xiao Zhao didn't really think that he was a minority shareholder.

Since he was named by Yun Congji, he must be a remarkable person.

It's just his? Why is his name so weird?

Zhao Jiachen asked suspiciously—“Does the elders in your family like matsutake very much?”

Song Rong, who was driving, couldn't help laughing—with a low voice, and said: "No, no, Rong is a military horse—a born Rong, all the elders in my family came down from the army. That's why you named me? I picked up such a word when I was a child, but I have no interest in being a soldier—I have always been doing business outside.”

Zhao Jiachen said embarrassingly: "Sorry, sorry, I misheard."

Mr. Song? No? He waved his hands very concerned and said, "It's okay, no? But if you like, you can also call me Matsutake."