Chapter 199 I am old!

After the two of them had a conversation, Tang Huan was embarrassed to start.

The strong man vomited everything in his stomach, lit a cigarette against the car, and glanced at Tang Huan sideways: "It's worthy of being a crazy dragon, I'm going to be a few tricks."

Tang Huan laughed silently: "I know, you dare to fight me?"

"I was also a famous soldier king back then. Why? Are you not qualified to fight with you?" The strong man rolled his eyes and squirted out a thick smoke.

It wasn't a big blame for beating him up. He was quite arrogant and had the style of the Song family.

Tang Huan asked with a slight smile: "Do you think you are qualified?"

I was subdued by myself and beaten up. In the end, I relied on Sister Song's face to save my old face. This is also called being qualified? Is it a big drink?

The strong man groaned and took the initiative to stretch out his hand: "My name is Song Mu. You can also call me Brother Song. I have heard of you in the army for a long time. I didn't expect that I was just a boy who was not good-looking. It's really frustrating."

Tang Huan was about to shake hands with him, but she shook her sleeves away. The grandson couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth. Nothing could be heard.

Grinning, Song Mu snatched out the cigarette and asked, "Find a place to drink two more?"

Tang Huan has no objection.

You can't beat it anymore. Drink it - Tang Huan is confident that he will drink this grandson in the hospital and get water.

"What are you drinking?" Song Ruyu glanced at Song Mu coldly. "I don't want to die?"

Song Mu shrugged and said, "Cousin, you don't know anything. This kid is being missed by many military bosses. If I drink him, I will have the capital to brag. Shouldn't you support me?"

"Aren't you worried that you will be drunk?" Song Ruyu glanced at Song Mu sideways and said, "Xiao Tang, I'll take you back to the hotel."

After saying that, regardless of whether Tang Huan had any ideas, he sat straight into Modern.

Song Mu was shameless, even his wild off-road was thrown on the side of the road. His burly body squeezed into the modern world. He wanted to move forward together.

"Oh. Are you still living in a five-star rating?" When she arrived at the entrance of the hotel, Song Mu didn't get off the car, and looked at her head. She said in a stunning manner: "Boy, you're doing well. The standard room here costs 2,000 yuan in one night. Can you afford to live?"

"I live in a suite." Tang Huan said seriously. "Administrative."

In a popular term, it is the presidential suite. Five thousand a night! The big boss Dong Qingqing paid the bill!

"It's so fucking heroic." Song Mu said excitedly. "It seems that I'm going to change my career, too."

"If you dare to change your career, grandpa can break your legs." Song Ruyu was not at all indifferent to Song Mu. She hurt people when she spoke, which was very fierce.

In the officialdom, she must cultivate herself and cultivate her character. It is impossible to be so unrestrained. When facing Tang Huan, she also showed a gentle and kind side.

Only when she faces a fool like Song Mu, she is extremely sharp.

Song Mu shrugged and said, "I just said casually, if you have a genius, you can report it."

"Yes." Song Ruyu said lightly.

Tang Huan was so amused and crying.

It turns out that Sister Song, who is like a goddess, also has such a poisonous side? It really opened Tang Huan's eyes.

"It's getting late. I'll go back first." Tang Huan greeted him and slipped out of the car.

"Get up early tomorrow." Song Ruyu smiled slightly. "My grandpa asked you to have morning tea."

Tang Huan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but considering that he owed Sister Song a favor, he had to nod and said, "Okay."

Look, this is the end of asking for help. If you owe favors, you will have to pay it back sooner or later. So over the years, Tang Huan has never asked for others to solve the problem himself. Because he knows very well that there is no free lunch in the world. After a meal, he will at least pay it back. Even dinner has to be spit out.

Watching Tang Huan enter the hotel, Song Mu suddenly lay in front of Song Ruyu, and smiled sarcastically: "My sister, the taste is getting more and more tricky. Why are you planning to eat the old cows with tender grass?"

Song Ruyu glanced at Song Mu sideways and said, "Sooner or later, sew your mouth."

Song Mu grinned and said, "You can sew my mouth, but you can't block my thinking. But then again, this kid has some ability. But compared to the young masters like Liang Jicheng, it's more than a little bit worse? You're a little too far to take him to meet Liang Jicheng today. After all, the elders of the two families are close and have talked about you. Didn't this slap the old man in the face?"

Song Ruyu calmed down slightly and said lightly: "I will make the decision on my private affairs myself. No one should interfere."

"Your surname is Song." Song Mu frowned. "What we have enjoyed since childhood is something that many people will never enjoy in their entire lives. If you have it, you must make some efforts. No matter how much you love you, you will not be able to let you completely take charge of your own major life."

After a moment of pause, Song Mu sighed and said, "It's also a big blame for you being too beautiful and having a good figure. Even though you're a little older, you still have charm. Otherwise, you'll be ugly and frustrated, and there won't be so much trouble."

Those who come to propose marriage are all famous families. No matter how powerful the Song family is, they cannot offend them all. For political and wealthy families, finding a good match is not a compromise, right? It can only be said that each person takes what he wants.

Moreover, for these high-ranking people, the so-called love is just a flash in the pan. Looking in the long run, even if it is a couple, the interests are an important guarantee for maintaining the relationship.

This is exactly what the poor couples are saying.

The division of family background is still very sharp in traditional China.

"You don't have to worry about my business." Song Ruyu said indifferently. Without gentleness, she is not kind. She is as arrogant as a lonely peacock.

This is what Song Ruyu looks like.

She was born into a wealthy family, but she did not have enough freedom. Since she went to college, her life had been arranged by her family. The only thing she had to do was to execute it step by step according to the family's intentions.

This is also the so-called sorrow of a wealthy family.

"I am your brother." Song Mu suddenly raised his eyebrows. "There are only two of us in the younger generation of the Song family. Who cares if I don't worry about it? If you really like this boy Tang Huan, as long as you say a word, the brother will definitely support you. No matter whether your parents oppose it or grandparents don't support it, I will pay for you to hold a wedding! It doesn't matter if there is no relatives coming, I will bring my comrades to support you."

Song Ruyu glanced at Song Mu sideways and said, "When he becomes your brother-in-law, you can brag, right?"

When Song Mu heard this, he was slightly stunned. He then scratched his head and smiled, "The old Song family says you are smarter than me, it seems to be true."

Shaking his head, Song Mu continued, "Sister, tell me the truth, do you really like him?"

Upon hearing this, Song Ruyu seemed to be formalizing this problem. After a long time, she narrowed her eyes slightly, pursed her lips and shook her head, "I'm old. It's not suitable."
Chapter completed!