Chapter 163 Gift
She is married to Liang Xianli.
A middle-aged man.
For half his life, Liang Xianli never smoothed her hair like this.
She is a woman.
She naturally knew that if a girl had beautiful makeup and exquisite lipstick, in an open-air scene, the evening breeze would mess up her hair and the embarrassment of her hair sticking to the lipstick would ruin her carefully dressed up.
But as long as the people around her act a little more carefully, women will not be embarrassed.
Ying Songqi heard it.
Meng Ying's voice was very small, with a little intonation, "Did the lipstick wear off?"
Then her son's gentle voice said, "No."
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The scene in front of her was beautiful. If the other person was not her son, then Ying Songqi really felt that they were a perfect couple.
A couple, a young couple in love.
The word love.
He actually got involved with his own son.
In her impression, when he was three or four years old, he took Liang Jincong home and trained him completely as an heir. His homework occupied all his time. His character was calmer than his age, and he was very considerate. The family is also a little distant, but very respectful. In fact, he is very much like his grandfather, with the same aura, strict and cold, and a meticulous suit with the top button buttoned neatly.
In love.
Her somewhat cold and harsh son actually fell in love
.
For Ou Jingyuan, even though they were boyfriend and girlfriend at first, they restrained themselves after dating. Polite, he even hugged Ou Jingyuan and kept his grace. He would touch her waist and then move away. Her son would open the car door for Ou Jingyuan, use serving chopsticks to pick up her favorite dishes for Ou Jingyuan, and remind her. The wind is cool tonight, but it seems to be a rigid procedure.
It is set in the program that he needs to do this to the girlfriend arranged by this family.
For Song Weiqiang, her son was not even willing to give this setting.
But at this moment, Ying Songqi actually watched as her son stood up and asked the waiter for two black hairpins, which were taken from the waitress's hair. , his son thanked him, the waiter blushed, and his son walked back to the table and handed the black hairpin to Meng Ying.
Meng Ying finally fixed the two strands of blown hair on her cheeks.
Of course she knows that this hairstyle will look like this in an open-air place, and it will be messed up by the slightest breeze, but this hairstyle is beautiful.
A few strands of hair will frame your face.
Where are the girls who go out on a date to meet their boyfriends and elders and get a bright hairstyle?
It’s not like Ying Songqi has never been young.
But when she was young, she did not meet love.
If her hair was blown out during a date and she had to fix it with a red face, and a young and handsome man helped her, maybe at that moment, she also wanted to break through the shackles of the family.
"Is this okay? Does it look good?"
"It looks good."
"Would it look too stupid? If I had known, I would have changed my hairstyle, but the makeup artist said this hairstyle looks good."
"It really looks good."
Her son looked at the little girl very seriously, said very seriously that she looked good, and coaxed her without any hesitation. Ying Songqi took a sip of tea and suddenly felt a tightness in her chest. The son she was most proud of was like a young man in love who wanted to make the other person happy, and she seemed like an evil mother-in-law who wanted to tear him apart.
Ten minutes to serve the meal.
A young woman wearing a white feather dress was sitting in the corner of the restaurant, playing the piano. The light and shadow fell, and the piano music fit the style of the restaurant very well.
Meng Ying took a sip of juice.
Under the table, Liang Jincong's legs were pressed against hers. Her eyelashes fluttered slowly, her face was unharmed, and the warmth of her skin was slowly transferred.
During this meal, Liang Jincong and Ying Songqi occasionally exchanged a few words.
Ying Songqi also smiled and asked Meng Ying a few questions.
Meng Ying was also given a gift.
A ladies watch.
Ying Songqi drank tea and said, "Put it on and try it."
"Thank you, Auntie." Liang Jincong helped her put it on. The nude leather strap delicately wrapped around the woman's wrist. superior.
Ying Songqi, "It suits you very well."
After dinner, Meng Ying's heart beat, Liang Jincong drove Ying Songqi back and called a car to take Meng Ying away.
Ask her to go back and send herself a message.
Meng Ying nodded.
After the car drove away, she felt relieved.
She looked at the watch on her wrist.
She remained tense all night.
Mrs. Liang is worthy of being a person who is well versed in the world of the top wife of a wealthy family. Such a person can perfectly come to the crew to play the role of the wife of the top plutocrat in the city, or the matron in charge of the middle class in the compound of Shenzhai. Laughter Sitting on the main seat drinking tea, she couldn't guess what the other person was thinking, but she could instantly kill the most qualified actor with the best acting skills with just one look.
She is like a glass of water.
No temperature.
But the temperature can be changed according to different people.
During this meal, Meng Ying didn't know what the other person's attitude was towards her. Such a person would not show his emotions.
If Mrs. Liang told her to give her several million and a check, let her leave her son.
Then Meng Ying will not be so nervous.
When I first met Liang Jincong, he also gave me this feeling, unfathomable, like the deepest dark sea, rolling and turbulent.
Watch on the wrist.
The market price is 580,000, and ordinary VIP customers have no way to order it immediately.
When wearing this watch.
The first thing Meng Ying thought about was.
She didn’t bring a gift.
She should have returned the favor.
However, she does not seem to have this ability
The gap is so big that whenever the other person smiles, she will feel as if she is being seen through the vacuum layer.
The other party gave me a watch worth 580,000 yuan, maybe he just asked the staff to buy it casually.
She does not have the financial means to send it back.
Even if she had given it a gift of equal value, to Ying Songqi, this gift would be a piece of waste that would never be worn by her.
"Miss, the hotel has arrived."
Meng Ying got out of the car.
It’s like a pumpkin carriage, limited time only.
She came to her senses.
When I got off the car, the diamonds on my watch flashed with fire.
She took a few glances, it was beautiful.
Then Meng Ying calmly took off her watch.
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Liang House.
Liang Jincong opened the car door, supported Ying Songqi and walked into the living room, "Mom, you should tell me in advance when you are preparing gifts tonight."
"I just got home, so bear with me Can't you blame your mother? "Ying Songqi, "That watch looks good on her."
"It looks good, but you should tell me in advance."
Ying Songqi. How could she not know her son's mood, "Jin Cong, there is a huge class gap between our families and hers. If she can't even accept this watch, how will she be the person next to you in the future?"
"Mom, you can tell me in advance."
"I'll tell you, and then you can prepare a gift for your girlfriend and give it to me in her name?"