The president's pet daughter

When Ling Yan heard Shen Xingxi's words, he sighed helplessly.

He has tried his best to save it, but Shen Xingxi didn't grasp it, so what can be done?

Ling Zhaozhao also knew that what she did was not good, but Shen Xingxi's blatant statement still gave her a huge blow.

"Is this Zhao Zhao's handicraft? It looks cute."

Zhou Qing saw the pink on Song Mingzhe's neck not far away, and after thinking about it carefully, he recalled it.

Besides Ling Zhaozhao, who else in the room would have a soft spot for pink?

When Shen Xingxi heard Zhou Qing's words, he suddenly realized that the bone-chilling chill was emanating from Song Mingzhe.

He couldn't help shrinking his neck, and smiled sarcastically.

"My sister-in-law's vision is really unique, and brother Mingzhe's match has an indescribably high-level sense."

Shen Xingxi laughed in embarrassment, and silently sat back in his original seat.

Woohoo, Song Mingzhe won't plot against him later, will he?

Zhou Qing glared at his son who was not very good at talking, smiled and took Ling Zhaozhao's hand, and smiled warmly at Ling Zhaozhao.

"Xingxi's aesthetics are not very good, I think Zhaozhao's scarf is pretty good."

She deliberately ignored the obvious flaws of the scarf, and her eyes fell on the end.

"This... the mouse, right? The weaving is still lifelike."

Zhou Qing curled his lips slightly, affirming Ling Zhaozhao.

Ling Zhaozhao's face froze instantly.

Song Mingzhe couldn't help coughing from the side.

"Auntie, this is a Samoyed."

"Oh, it's a Samoyed? Yes, yes, it is indeed a Samoyed."

Zhou Qing used a surprised tone in the first half of the sentence, but cleverly rounded up the second half of the sentence.

She suddenly understood what it means to treat a deer as a horse.

After all, she is referring to mice as dogs now.

But it seems that this scene is even more embarrassing.

"Let's sit down and eat, it's getting late."

Shen Zhihe saw his wife's embarrassment, so he couldn't help but opened his mouth to make a relief.

Going on, it is estimated that this meal will not be finished.

Hearing what Shen Zhihe said, everyone walked towards the restaurant with understanding.

Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe fell behind, Ling Zhaozhao hesitated for a moment, but asked the question anyway.

"Isn't it like a Samoyed?"

She just got a little fatter from knitting, so she doesn't look like a mouse, right?

"Like, very similar."

Song Mingzhe rubbed her hair with a soft tone.

For him, no matter what others say, this chubby thing is a Samoyed.

Ling Zhaozhao also knew that Song Mingzhe was mostly coaxing him, but seeing him standing firmly on her side, she couldn't help but feel a touch of sweetness in her heart.

Everyone took their seats one after another, Shen Zhihe clapped their hands, and a group of servants came in one after another carrying exquisite dinner plates.

"Today is also a little preparation, everyone is free."

Shen Zhihe sat on the main seat and said cheerfully.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at this scene that could be called a full feast of Man and Han, and it was hard not to wonder what the little preparations in Shen Zhihe's mouth were referring to.

Even Yunmei and Ling Shiyi, who have seen many big scenes, couldn't help being a little dumbfounded when they saw this banquet.

"Come on, my in-laws, let me toast you."

Shen Zhihe was the first to pick up a glass of wine, and motioned towards Ling Shiyi.

Ling Shiyi also quickly raised his own wine glass.

"It's no wonder that Zhaozhao is not only beautiful but also well-behaved and polite. I only found out when I saw the two in-laws today. You taught me this. You are also very lucky to have such a good daughter as Zhaozhao."

Shen Zhihe couldn't open his eyes with a smile, and he didn't hide his love for Ling Zhaozhao at all.

There was even a trace of envy in his tone.

After all, he also wanted such a sweet and soft and lovely daughter, and now he can only be envious of others.

"Nowhere, Mingzhe is also humble and polite, and he has helped our family a lot. Our Ling family likes him very much."

When Ling Shiyi heard Shen Zhihe's words, his usually serious face couldn't help but burst into laughter, and he also began to praise Song Mingzhe.

"Everyone is boastful, this is the way of the world."

Ling Yan, who was sitting next to Ling Zhaozhao, couldn't help sighing when he heard the two elders pushing glasses to change glasses.

The two families' preference for Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe is obvious.

Ling Zhaozhao was eating like a lady, and when he heard Ling Yan's words, he couldn't help but glance at Ling Shiyi and Shen Zhihe who were chatting enthusiastically.

The two yelled at each other, as if her marriage with Song Mingzhe was a certainty.

"...If Zhao Zhao is willing, let alone pick any auspicious day, they can go to get the certificate today."

Shen Zhihe patted the table with pride, and seemed to get more and more excited as he talked.

"I've already thought about where to buy their wedding house. The land in Xiangjiang is not being developed recently. I plan to buy a building there as a wedding gift for them."

"If they don't like it, I can buy the real estate or any place under my name, as long as they like it."

"Marriage is a big event. We will also find top designers to customize the jewelry and wedding dresses that Zhao Zhao wears. You don't have to worry about the wedding banquet. Just use the highest standard in the imperial court."

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Listening to Shen Zhihe's upstart tone, Ling Zhaozhao almost lost the meat he had just picked up with his chopsticks.

The area of ​​Xiangjiang is a real wealthy area, let alone a newly developed land, and Huangting Hotel is the most luxurious five-star hotel here, every word of Shen Zhihe smells like money.

Yunmei and Ling Shiyi couldn't help but look at each other when they heard Shen Zhihe's words.

In all fairness, they also hope that Ling Zhaozhao and Song Mingzhe's marriage can be put on the agenda as soon as possible.

The conditions of the Shen family are certainly exciting, but their Ling family will also do their best to marry Ling Zhaozhao in a good manner.

After all, Ling Zhaozhao is the only daughter of their Ling family, and she was raised like a jewel since she was a child, let alone in terms of marriage.

But the last time they knew that Song Mingzhe had psychological problems because of the marriage urging, for the sake of Song Mingzhe's physical and mental health, they did not dare to take Shen Zhihe's words rashly.

"In-laws, let's take a long-term view on this matter. After all, there is no rush to get married."

Ling Shiyi waved his hand, which seemed to dampen half of Shen Zhihe's enthusiasm.

"Why don't you rush, Zhaozhao is so good, don't say that Zhe likes it, our old couple also like it very much."

Shen Zhihe was eager to attend Song Mingzhe's wedding banquet tomorrow. After all, his sister was not in a happy marriage, and he didn't want his nephew to follow in his sister's footsteps.

Moreover, Song Mingzhe's temperament will not change easily once his heart is moved.

"Mingzhe, what do you think?"

Shen Zhihe looked at Song Mingzhe, throwing the topic to him.