This Warm Marriage is Bone-deep Sweet

  Chapter 1248 Patriarch Qin, you are lying!

  Lounge, Yan Shiqi's heart sank as soon as he entered.

  She guessed that Song Qiyu must have made some preparations, but she did not expect that nearly twenty bodyguards stopped in the spacious hall.

  Everyone is guarded strictly, and the momentum is like a rainbow, standing in multiple corners of the lounge. This momentum alone is enough to shock people.

  Unfortunately, such scenes are commonplace for the Qin family.

  The eldest brother Qin Baiyan saw Mrs. Song sitting on the square sofa, he walked forward, “Today’s reminiscence is really unforgettable.”

  At that time, Mrs. Song sat on her side, holding a smile, her tone was flat, "Patriarch Qin, please sit down.

  Since it is a reminiscence of the past, it is natural not to be negligent. The Qin Patriarch is noble. This kind of ostentation is just in case! "

  Speaks very well, but the Song family's intentions are not so simple.

  Want to shock the Qin family?

  I am afraid that the wrong method is used!

  The eldest brother sat calmly opposite the old lady, with a cool and calm expression between his sophisticated eyebrows and eyes.

  In the lounge, all the sofas are arranged next to each other, with a square coffee table in the middle.

  This kind of decoration makes the atmosphere extremely solemn.

  After everyone took their seats, Mrs. Song picked up the tea cup, pushed aside the tea with the lid, took a sip, raised her eyes and scanned the crowd, “Don’t be cautious, drink a cup of tea first.”

  At this time, the butler pushed in from the door.

  He stood there for a few seconds, then walked to the old lady, covered the corner of his mouth with his hand, and whispered Qiao Mu's original words to her.

  The old lady Song's complexion remained unchanged, but her eyes raised a stormy sea.

   She lowered her eyes to put the tea cup back on the table, and murmured with a smile: "It's a young man, I'm too unsure!"

  The butler pursed his lips, and after the old lady waved his hand, he stood respectfully behind the sofa and stood still.

  In the hall, there is a palpable silence.

  Yan Shiqi sat next to the fourth brother, but keenly observed all the actions and expressions of the old lady.

   "Little girl, why are you looking at me like this?"

  Old lady Song raised her eyes and met Yan Shiqi's gaze, and asked quietly, unable to hear the joy or anger.

  Yan Shiqi did not cover up, and responded neither humble nor overbearing: "Since the old lady is talking about the old, why doesn't she speak for a long time?"

   "Oh, you girl, are you in a hurry?"

  Yan Shiqi shook his head, "It's not anxious, but someone has to start."

  Ms. Song’s eyebrows suddenly appeared sharp, she took a picture of the armrest of the sofa and nodded her head, “That’s right, you child, if you are not married long ago, I really hope you can develop with us, Ayu!”

   "Grandma!" Song Qi Yu called her, "Speak straight!"

  The old lady Song laughed, her eyes gradually became distant and long, "Speaking straight, then my old lady has to think about it, where to start."

  She paused, “Patriarch Qin, let me ask you first, you should know my family Pingyuan, right? It’s A Yu’s father and my only son.”

  Hearing the sound, the eldest brother Qin Baiyan tapped the coffee table with his fingertips, "I have heard the name, but I haven't seen it."

  "Have you seen it?! Back then, Pingyuan and the Qin family had a cooperative relationship. He and your father are still close friends. Haven't you met?"

  The tone of the old lady was imperceptible sarcasm and questioning.

  Qin Baiyan nodded and repeated, "Even if I am a good friend with my father, I have never seen it. What's the problem?"

   "Patriarch Qin, you are lying!" Song Qiyu said with a sullen face, "My dad has always been in close contact with the Qin family back then. You are the eldest son, it is impossible to have never seen it!"

  (End of this chapter)