don't move my fish tail

This is really not the case, mermaids are born with a strong attraction to men, if Song Xingye is in estrus, if a man hugs him and wants to sit still, it is completely impossible.

Unless this guy can't.

What kind of situation Jiang Yan and Chen Xiaye are in, others don't know, Song Xingye still doesn't know?

His seeds are donated by these two people, one of them likes to be mature, and the other likes to be pure and innocent.

Jiang Yan is the one who likes to be innocent, and Song Xingye feels that he can't do it.

But anyway, nothing happened, and he put the matter behind him with a big heart: "Didn't you say that you are going to buy fabrics to make a small skirt? Let's go."

Qin Shaofan said, "Shall I make two for you?"

Song Xingye slapped him like before.

The three of them happily went to the market until the afternoon. Silu was about to go back, and Song Xingye's mother kept urging him, so he had to go home.

"Goodbye!" Si Lu sat in his car and waved to them.

"Bye!" Qin Shaofan and Song Xingye watched Da Ben leave, and then they were relatively silent.

"Um...you're not going to tell Jiang Yan and Lao Chen?" Qin Shaofan walked with Song Xingye, carrying the fabric Si Lu had chosen, and was about to go back to start construction.

"Say it, say it face to face." Song Xingye understood too well that if he said it online, he would only be teased~ those two bastards would not believe it.

"Well, it's really nothing." Qin Shaofan said something.

"There are still." Song Xingye sighed: "I won't be able to swim with you in the future."

"We don't mind." Qin Shaofan put Song Xingye's shoulders on his shoulders: "Brother Ye will always be my brother Ye! Just in time to observe what the tail looks like at a close distance!"

Song Xingye: "Think beautifully."

But the mood improved a lot after making jokes.

Go to the bus station, go back to each house, and find each mother.

As soon as he got in the car, Song Xingye took out his phone and read Hua Yanyan's WeChat messages one by one. Really, although he was ready to vomit blood, he saw the pictures of men and the words 'handsome or not'. Words like "tall" make him want to die.

I didn't reply to one, but Hua Yanyan still decided on her own at the end, to meet Mr. No. [-] Long at noon tomorrow, I have already sent an invitation to him, and see if he will agree to meet you.

The moment he saw the news, Song Xingye felt an urge to jump off the car and never go home.

But he knew that if he dared to do this, Hua Yanyan would definitely go bankrupt, and rewards would be offered all over the world for him.

How can this be good?

When he got home, Hua Yanyan waited for him with her waist at home: "Are you back? Did you read the WeChat message Mom sent you?"

"Look." Song Xingye said bravely.

This attitude is quite good, Hua Yanyan also softened her tone, and pulled her to the sofa: "Sit down, Mom will pour you a glass of water."

"..." Song Xingye swallowed.

"Do you prefer No. [-] Mr. Long or No. [-] Mr. Ye?" Hua Yanyan poured water, put the water in front of her son and said with a smile: "These two people have similar family conditions, one has just graduated with a master's degree, and the other is company executives."

Song Xingye's scalp was numb.

"They all agreed to meet you, and their attitude is very positive." Hua Yanyan was still very proud of this, and she gave Song Xingye a good face.

"Forget it, mom." Song Xingye took a sip of water, "Even if I see them, I won't like them."

Two people who don't like are together, it's a kind of torture, and it's easy to fight.

"You kid." Hua Yanyan disagreed with his point of view: "I haven't seen you before, how do you know you don't like it?"

Song Xingye: "I just don't like it."

Hua Yanyan: "Is it okay to meet for mom?"

This is what Song Xingye said, he really didn't dare to say no, if he was born and raised together, Song Xingye could kill him.

In the evening, Si Han came back quite late, and when he got home, his parents and younger brother had all returned to their room.

Only Aunt Liu, the nanny, was sitting in the living room knitting a sweater while waiting for him to come back, asking him if he wanted something to eat?

"No need, I'm not hungry." Si Han looked a little tired, and said to Aunt Liu: "I'll go upstairs to take a shower and rest, and you should go to bed early too."

"Okay." Aunt Liu said, looking at the back of her young master, she sighed again.

I don't know why, but the kid seldom smiles.

It was okay when I was young, I loved to laugh, but I stopped laughing gradually after entering junior high school.

That was three or four years after Si Lu was born, but no one can be sure that Si Han changed because of Si Lu.

"Brother, you're back?" A furry head poked out, and Si Lu in pajamas clung to the door.

"Yeah." Si Han glanced at him, then continued to walk to his room.

This look was too cold, Si Lu shivered immediately, went back to the room and called Song Xingye to complain: "My brother is back! But his attitude is so cold! He doesn't even give me a look."

Song Xingye: "...Your brother has failed too much."

Si Lu gritted his teeth: "You do what you want."

Song Xingye: "So?"

Si Lu: "He entered the room, looking very tired, how dare I go to him."

Song Xingye pondered for a moment: "Let's talk about breakfast tomorrow?"

"No," Si Lu said, "he had breakfast very early, I couldn't get up."

There was no sound on either side.

"Why don't you just leave it like this, Song Xingye." Si Lu didn't want to go to this thunder, and persuaded him: "Think about it, even if you explain it, so what, my brother and you may still go back to the time when we were traveling." So okay? Impossible, it's best for you to cut off contact from now on."

Song Xingye: "I was almost persuaded by you." In other words, he still hasn't given up: "Why don't I write a letter of apology, and you can give it to him for me. It's up to him whether to read it or not."

Si Lu snorted, "Yes."

Song Xingye: "Then I'll write overnight." His tone was bitter and bitter: "Tomorrow I promised my mother to go on a blind date."

"You are so pitiful." Si Lu sighed.

That's all, Song Xingye got up from the bed, sat down at the desk he hadn't used for a long time, and took out the paper and pen.

Eloquently wrote a long letter of apology, then went downstairs and mailed it to Si Lu's house.

"It's so late, why are you still going out?" Hua Yanyan bumped into him coming back, and said, "It's not what it used to be, you have to be careful about your own safety."

"Understood, Mom." Song Xingye hurried back to his room.

Hua Yanyan shouted from behind: "Go to bed early, don't forget to have a blind date tomorrow."

Before leaving the next day, Song Xingye asked, "What restaurant is it?"

Hua Yanyan was afraid that he would run away halfway, so she also went with him: "Silver Fish Restaurant, have you heard of it? It means that the other party respects you and booked such a good restaurant for you."

Song Xingye felt that the name of this restaurant sounded familiar, he must have heard it somewhere before: "Hiss..." He hurriedly found a VIP card from his wallet, with the logo of Whitebait Restaurant printed on it.

Hua Yanyan came over: "VIP card, where did you get it?"

Song Xingye quickly put it away: "A gift from a friend." But now he is no longer considered a friend, so the card has to be returned.

The whitebait restaurant on Saturday was extremely lively.

Even the location in the hall is hard to find a table.

Song Xingye and Hua Yanyan arrived earlier, before the man came, Song Xingye said: "Mom, I'm going to the bathroom, you wait for me here."

Hua Yanyan nodded: "Mr. Long sent me a message, he will be here soon, don't delay too long."

Song Xingye, who said he was going to the bathroom, went straight to the front desk and asked the lady at the front desk, "Hello, does Mr. Si Han often come here for consumption?"

The lady at the front desk blinked: "Mr. Sihan? You mean our second boss?"

The Si family has invested in this store and is the second largest shareholder of this store. They usually hold meetings with customers or have dinner with employees here.

Si Han is the second boss here?

Song Xingye was speechless, shocked for a moment, and then felt even more ashamed of his original presumptuousness, blushing: "Yes... that's him."

"You ask our second boss what's the matter?" The lady at the front desk looked at him.

"Oh, that's right." Song Xingye took out the card and stroked it with his fingertips: "This is your second boss's card, I want to return it to him..."

Just now I wanted to ask my young lady to help me return it, but now that I think about it, I feel unsafe.

"Then you can return it to him in person. The second boss is here today," said the lady at the front desk, "It's in the box. Tell me your name, and I'll ask the colleagues inside to help you."

Song Xingye was taken aback, Sihan is here?

While he was in a daze, the phone in his pocket rang, and Hua Yanyan urged him to hurry back to his seat.

"Can you please help me?" Song Xingye thought about it, and asked the lady at the front desk: "Give him the card, and he will know who paid it back."

"Okay." As an employee of Yinyu, there is no reason to refuse the guest's request.

"Thank you." Song Xingye turned and walked back to the hall.

The lady at the front desk greeted her colleagues and picked up the card. Is this really the card of the second boss?

How could it be in someone else's hands?

Today was originally a rest day, but a week of traveling had piled up some work, so Si Han didn't have a day off today, and he made an appointment with the manufacturer here.

Muyu has its own retail store and product production factory, but in terms of packaging, it has been cooperating with other manufacturers.

When the waiter was serving the food, a girl came over, bent over beside Si Han and said, "Mr. Si, a customer asked me to return this card to you just now."

Si Han glanced at it, and only remembered after a few seconds that this card was the one he gave to Song Xingye last time.

Taking the card from the girl, he asked casually, "Where is the person who gave you this card?"

The lady at the front desk: "Dine in the lobby."

Si Han nodded and put the card away: "Thank you." After a while, he ordered again: "Free his table."

The lady at the front desk: "Okay, Mr. Si."

After the girl left, Si Han picked up the wine in his hand and took a sip as if nothing had happened.

Other people at the table were chatting happily, trying to bring the topic to Si Han, but the stern young CEO was always taciturn.

A middle-aged manufacturer suggested with a smile: "President Si, why don't we go to the Blue Ocean for a drink at night, the environment there is said to be pretty good."

"It's really good." Another regular customer of Blue Ocean smiled: "The environment is one aspect, and the service is also thoughtful, hahaha."

Everyone present laughed in unison.

Only those who are used to cooperating with Si Han know that the list of these two people is probably hanging.

"No." Si Han took a sip of the wine in his glass, his eyes were a little wandering, unfocused, and after drinking a glass, someone poured wine for him graciously, but he lightly refused: "You guys drink it, I'll go out and see Breathe."

The tall and straight figure walked away in front of a group of greasy middle-aged people, showing no face at all, but everyone still complimented him with a smile, not daring to complain.

The hall is more lively than the boxes.

Si Han stood behind a tall green plant, looked through the gaps between the leaves, and saw Song Xingye who was eating in a corner.

Are you on a blind date?

Si Han saw a strange man sitting opposite Song Xingye, accompanied by a woman who seemed to be an elder.

The key is that Song Xingye's face was embarrassed, which was very different from his usual liveliness.

In the end, Si Han's eyes fell on the man, and his eyebrows were raised high, because Song Xingye's blind date was a little different from what he imagined.

He thought to himself that he was a little too old, no matter how he looked at it, he was over 28.

In addition, he is well-dressed and wears a valuable watch on his wrist, which is too deliberate to show off.

Talking endlessly, expressive, quite unpleasant.

"..."

When Si Han saw this, he had the idea that Song Xingye's head had been kicked by a donkey.

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