Finding a solution from Song Qian, Fang Yuan immediately went to Ji Shengli without hesitation. Although he and Ji Shengli have lost contact information for a long time, Li Meng has Ji Yangyang's mother's phone number, and through Liu Jing's phone, he can still contact last Ji Shengli. As for Tong Wenjie, she didn't go with her. Fang Yuan wanted to have a private conversation with Ji Shengli, a conversation between man and man, father and father. Of course, it was actually Tong Wenjie who was emotional now, and Fang Yuan was afraid that if Tong Wenjie couldn't hold back later, things would really get worse. "Oh... what do you call this!" Song Qian looked at her best friend and couldn't help but say. "I don't know how Fang Yifan became like this now. Before...even a year ago, he wasn't like this." Tong Wenjie couldn't help but shed tears as she spoke. "Why now...he looks more and more like his father!"
Before, Tong Wenjie didn't think there was any problem with Fang Yuan's salted fish, at worst she came to support the family. But now I found out that the father's cooking of salted fish had too much influence on the child. Fang Yifan has also gradually become salty fish, especially in terms of study. The problem is, Fang Yifan is good at studying, but when it comes to causing trouble, he is an activist! What a shame! "You, I told you to pay attention to it a long time ago. As for you, you have always followed Fang Yuan. Every time you want to teach Fang Yifan a lesson, but when Fang Yuan persuades you, you have nothing to say." Song Qian said: "Now, it's too late to regret it!" "Woo... Song Qian, don't talk about me, the more you talk about it, the more I regret it." Tong Wenjie couldn't help crying: "Why do you think my life is so hard! Other women can rely on their husbands, but with me, Fang Yuan earns less from salted fish, and relies on me to support the family's finances." "What about my son, other people's sons don't have to worry about it, but I feel so miserable here! Huh..." "Okay, okay, don't cry, what's the use of crying." Song Qian patted Tong Wenjie on the back and advised, "From today onwards, you must educate Fang Yifan and pay attention to it." "Uh-huh……" "You sit down first, I'll cut some fruit for you to eat." With that said, Song Qian was about to stand up. However, she was stopped by Tong Wenjie. "No need, your hands are like this, why are you cutting fruit?" Tong Wenjie wiped away her tears and said, "By the way, your hands are like this, so you definitely can't cook. What do you eat for lunch? You don't like to eat outside food, so why don't you miss it?" Tong Wenjie asked one question after another, and Song Qian's expression gradually became unnatural.
"What's wrong? Why don't you speak?" Seeing Song Qian's silence, Tong Wenjie was immediately puzzled. "Eat...eat." Song Qian hesitated for a moment, then said. "Did you eat takeaway?" "No, I made it at home. Besides, it's not uncommon for me to order takeaway. I'm just a little resistant, but in front of my stomach, I will compromise." Song Qian gave Tong Wenjie a supercilious look, and then said angrily. But at this time, Tong Wenjie's expression was a little subtle. "Made at home? You can't cook with your hands. Tell me, who made it for you! Qiao Weidong?" In Tong Wenjie's memory, Song Qian's circle is actually not that big. Although there are some friends, there are not many who can agree to let the other party come to cook at home. Other than his own family, the only possibility is Qiao Weidong. "Qiao Weidong? As far as his cooking skills are concerned, forget it!" Song Qian immediately sneered. Now, Tong Wenjie's eyes are brighter? "Then tell me, who did it!" "I... Xiaochen next to me did it." "who?" Song Qian's voice was too low and she spoke so fast that Tong Wenjie couldn't hear her clearly. "I said, Xiaochen next to me!" Song Qian repeated angrily. This time, Tong Wenjie heard clearly. However, her eyes also widened. "Song Qian, you can't be... That Jiang Chen is only four years older than Yingzi." Old cows eat tender grass? ! This was the only thought in Tong Wenjie's mind. "What are you talking about! Hate!" Song Qianqiao blushed, patted Tong Wenjie's arms hard, and said, "He and I are neighbors. He saw that I was injured this morning, so he took me to the hospital." "Then seeing that I can't cook, I made it for me."
"Oh, I even sent you to the hospital..." Tong Wenjie deliberately elongated her tone and said meaningfully. "You...I don't want to talk to you anymore." Seeing Tong Wenjie teasing herself like this, Song Qian suddenly became numb. Originally, she wanted to ask Tong Wenjie to help her relieve her troubles, but now that Tong Wenjie said these words, Song Qian only felt that her heart was even more confused. "Song Qian, that Jiang Chen is actually pretty good. You see, he is not only handsome, but also has money in his family..." "What, there is such a age gap between me and him. You said it yourself just now, he is four years older than Yingzi." "Oh... I was just joking. In fact, what is the age now? It's normal for siblings to love each other!" "Am I still in love with him?" "Why doesn't it count? Did he call you Aunt?" "..." Mess! Mess! Now, my heart is really messed up! Song Qian didn't expect that after Tong Wenjie's nonsense, her troubles not only did not disappear, but increased. "Song Qian, are you really moved?" Seeing Song Qian like this, Tong Wenjie immediately confirmed Song Qian's thoughts. But she thinks it's normal, because Jiang Chen's conditions are really excellent. He is handsome and has a good figure, and more importantly, his family is rich. Of course, a good personality is also a plus. Now, I can cook! Tong Wenjie really couldn't find any shortcomings in Jiang Chen. She felt that if she hadn't been married, she would have liked Jiang Chen. After all, who wouldn't like a good man. It's like a beautiful woman, which man doesn't like it! "me……" Song Qian hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth and said, "It should be because of some good feelings." She was sure it wasn't love yet. After all, I have only known Jiang Chen for so few days and met so many times, how could I fall in love with him. Love at first sight basically doesn't happen to mature women. Only young girls who yearn for love can do this.
"Is he still coming to cook tonight?" "Should...it should be." "Then how about I check it out for you?" "..." ps: Thank you 1334... the monthly pass of the boss, thank you very much.
