"Stinky boy, oh what oh."

Yang Rong naturally knew what Su Zhiyuan's scream meant, she couldn't help but blushed, and said reproachfully.

"No!!! I really think it's a perfect match!!! Grandma and Uncle Yang are a match made in heaven!!!"

Su Zhiyuan emphasized his tone every few words, and ended vigorously, expressing his inner excitement.

I've never seen such a good match!

"Mr. Su, don't make fun of me, an old man..."

Yang Ming blushed and glanced at Yang Rong quietly.

Coincidentally, the eyes met Yang Rong's.

Tacitly averted his eyes at the same time.

I couldn't help coughing a few times.

This scene fell into the eyes of Su Zhiyuan and others.

There are ghosts!

Absolutely ghosts!

Hahaha!

"Mom, I told you during the meal just now that you and Uncle Yang look really good together, like a couple, why don't you believe me?"

Sikong shrugged.

While eating, Sikong couldn't help thinking when he saw Yang Rong and Yang Ming busying themselves in the kitchen, enjoying themselves.

Not to mention seeing these two people standing together, they looked so well matched, as if they were made for each other.

Even when Si Chengming and Yang Rong stood together in the past, they didn't match up so well.

mainly……

At that time, Yang Rong's smile was far less bright than it is now. She was relieved, as if she had let go of everything.

After all, after Si Chengming became rich, he gradually changed, becoming farther and farther away from Yang Rong, far from the young man Yang Rong knew back then.

"You brat, you ate the most just now, and you still haven't stuffed your mouth? Shall I teach you a lesson?"

Yang Rong raised her fist at Sikong while speaking.

Sikong curled his lips, and didn't dare to say anything more, and slipped into the living room directly: "Okay, Mom, I know you have something to say to Zhiyuan and Ting, so I won't stay there to continue disturbing you, and run away gone."

Yang Ming coughed lightly: "Yang Rong, you should have a good chat with Ting first, I'll go first too."

After speaking, Yang Ming also slipped away.

The base of the ear turned red.

Not to mention how entertaining it is.

Seeing Yang Ming like this, Yang Rong knew that she would not be able to clean herself up even if she jumped into the Yellow River, so she could only cover her face: "This guy, really..."

How can Yang Rong explain this.

It's just getting darker and darker.

woo woo woo...

"Okay, grandma, this is also a good thing. Who said that a woman can't find true love after leaving the scumbag? As long as you like it, what's so shameful about it?"

Su Zhiyuan patted Yang Rong's shoulder with a look of no surprise.

"Son, I really don't have that kind of relationship with you, Uncle Yang..."

Yang Rong bit the bullet and wanted to explain something.

"An'an, an', I know, it's not that kind of relationship, but it's a matter of time, grandma, Uncle Yang has been alone all his life for you, and he didn't even leave a descendant. By your side, you should have thought, you know."

Su Zhiyuan winked at Yang Rong.

Put this extremely true fact directly in front of Yang Rong, let Yang Rong take a good look at it.

Yang Rong: "..."

What else can I say?

That's called a speechless.

"I'm not letting this kind of kindness suppress you, grandma, think about it for yourself. Of course, if you don't like it, you don't like it. It's nothing."

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