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Chapter 1005 Daughter-in-law is the daughter of a rival

Song Xiang was not sure of the old man's attitude, but in front of everyone, the face given by the other party was heavy enough, so she had to step down the steps no matter what.

He reached out to take the thing and handed it to Uncle Yu politely.

She herself said to Yan Zhenting: "Thank you...Grandpa."

Yan Zhenting nodded with satisfaction.

Everyone understood, and this was basically settled.

Rong Boye came in from the side door and knew the basic situation after just one glance at the scene.

Compared to Yan Zhenting's gift, those present were more interested in his meeting with Yan Zhicheng.

Song Xiang pulled Yan Han to the side and stood aside, moving away from the main court.

The waiter came up to deliver wine, and Yan Zhicheng and Rong Boye each brought a glass.

Both of them had expressionless faces, Yan Zhicheng was cold, Rong Boye was serious, neither of them said a word, they raised their glasses and clinked them.

Bang, the force is not small.

Song Xiang was worried that if they broke the cup, it would end badly.

Fortunately, the cup quality is good enough.

They all raised their heads and drank it all in one gulp, then put the cups on the tray.

Yan Zhicheng said lightly "Congratulations", Rong Boye replied "Thank you", and then nothing more happened.

The people around him were also on the road, coming up in twos and threes to say hello, and the atmosphere was not stiff.

Song Xiang breathed a heavy sigh of relief and raised her head to look in the direction of An Xuyue. An Xuyue was also peeking at her, looking into each other's eyes. An Xuyue quickly looked away and pretended to look up at the lamp, showing no acting skills.

Song Xiang secretly smiled and whispered a few words into Yan Han's ear, and Yan Han nodded.

She took advantage of the crowd and quietly retreated.

An Xuyue was tied to her side by Yan Zhicheng, but she felt bored midway and slipped away to eat by herself.

Suddenly! Someone tapped me on the shoulder.

There was still something stuffed in her mouth. She turned around and saw Song Xiang. She blinked and turned around to run away.

Song Xiang grabbed her from behind and said, "Auntie——"

An Xuyue turned her head and laughed twice, "Hello, my daughter-in-law."

This attitude is more like saying that the teacher is good.

Song Xiang glanced at the corner of her mouth, which was still stained with food residue, "I'll take you to something more delicious."

An Xuyue smacked her lips, "Still not."

As he spoke, he hurriedly pulled his hands out.

Song Xiang held on to her and took her to the second floor.

"You let go."

An Xuyue struggled to get away and wanted to ask Yan Zhicheng for help, but no one could be found.

Song Xiang took people to the juice bar upstairs and came out with a bunch of things.

An Xuyue was a bit avoiding her eyes at first. Seeing her being so warm, she was a little embarrassed.

"Auntie, why are you avoiding me?"

An Xuyue untied her belt, brought the food in front of her, and murmured while eating: "You are actually that daughter."

Song Xiang sat down, "Then we can't be friends?"

An Xuyue curled her lips and remained silent. She didn't want to find her love rival's daughter as her daughter-in-law. She was so naive that she just watched her play alone. Her rival only restricted her to the same household, which was annoying.

Seeing her aggrieved expression, Song Xiang took a glass of juice and handed it to her mouth.

An Xuyue leaned over and took a sip through the straw. After drinking it, she despised herself and looked at Song Xiang and said, "It's hard for me to do this."

Song Xiang laughed out loud and sat closer, "Fairy, let's still be friends. I'll take you to play in the future."

An Xuyue sighed, "Can you cover me?"

Song Xiang thought for a moment and said, "It should be okay."

"Then help me go down to Yan Zhicheng and get my bank card back first. That bastard has seized my property and I can't even afford milk tea."

Song Xiang: "..."


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