Announced divorce, madly criticized Ling Shaochang for kneeling down

The weather in early autumn is sunny and the streets are crowded with people on weekends.

At a window seat in a roadside dessert shop, a young girl happily sipped her juice. The man sitting opposite her noticed she was already on her second glass and glanced at her from head to toe. Finally, he couldn't help but warn her, "Miss Song, as far as I know, juice generally has twice the calories of fruit. You've already had your second glass, so you're at risk of gaining weight."

Song Xilan looked up at the man sitting opposite him. He was wearing a fairly decent blue suit. He was in his thirties, with shiny black short hair parted in the 3:7 ratio, and it looked like it had been heavily oiled.

His palm-sized faces were clearly quite large, yet his features seemed huddled together for warmth. He had a circle of dark stubble from a shaved beard, and a pair of thick-lensed black-framed glasses perched on his short nose.

Just before saying this, he had reminded Song Xilan three times.

"Oh, is it so?"

Song Xilan finished the last sip of watermelon juice and raised her hand to call the waiter for another serving of strawberry cake.

The man frowned in disbelief, "Miss Song, you love sweets so much, aren't you worried about gaining weight?"

"Why worry?"

"I don't like fat women," the man said bluntly. "A mature, steady, and attractive man likes fair, thin, and youthful girls. Your current figure is just right. If you gain weight, you might not be able to arouse my interest."

His eyes once again rudely scanned Song Xilan, as if he was looking at a commodity that he could buy or not.

Song Xilan scooped a large spoonful of cake into her mouth and looked at him indifferently, "I don't care what you like."

"And one more thing." She raised the spoon and traced the man's facial features. "Mr. Li, right? I particularly appreciate one thing about you."

The man's originally unhappy face changed again after hearing this. He sat up straight and adjusted his tie. "Miss Song has good taste. I admit that I have many shining points. I wonder which one of me attracts you the most."

Song Xilan propped up his chin and smiled politely, "You look so ordinary yet you are so confident. Many people can't compare to you."

If her mother hadn't asked her to go on a blind date again, she wouldn't be willing to sit here and listen to this old man say things that made her fists clench.

Speaking of blind dates, it's her own fault. She said she wanted an ugly man for no reason, but her mother actually took it seriously. I don't know which middleman she found to pick out such a defective man.

Not only is his nose and eyes pressed together, but he can't even speak.

If you want good looks, Puxin is the one. If you want emotional intelligence, Puxin is the one.

For her parents' sake, she was polite enough not to say anything harsh.

But it was obvious that the man didn't like this sentence, and his expression changed immediately. "Miss Song, aren't you going a bit too far? Why are you making personal attacks?"

At this time, a blue limited edition motorcycle sped past on the road. I glanced over unintentionally and saw a figure sitting by the window of the dessert shop. It looked a little familiar.

The motorcycle, which had driven a long way, turned back and stopped by the roadside.

Inside the store, seeing the man looking a little angry, Song Xilan covered her mouth exaggeratedly, "Oh my, you got angry just because I said a few words to you. A mature, steady and charming man like you wouldn't be so petty, right?"

Seeing that she had no sincerity in the blind date, the man stood up and said, "Ms. Song, in my opinion, apart from your good looks, you don't meet my requirements for a partner in other aspects."

"Hey!" Seeing him about to leave, Song Xilan called him and pointed at the glass of lemonade on the table in front of him. "Let's split the bill. You pay for your glass of water."

Since it was just a blind date, she didn't need anyone to pay for her, but she also had no reason to pay for the other party.

A man who doesn't know how to respect girls will be haggled over even for a glass of water.

Seeing that she asked him to pay for even a glass of water before leaving, the man was embarrassed and almost got angry.

At this time, a slender figure walked over, more than a head taller than the man.

"I've already paid for your bill."

After saying that, he turned his head to look at the man who was about to leave and said, "This glass of water, I'll treat this gentleman."

Song Xilan looked over and saw the man standing there in white casual clothes, looking like a decent person.

Maybe it's because I've been looking at that ugly man for too long, so this guy with delicate features and handsome features is quite pleasing to the eye.

Song Yanzhi sat down opposite her, unable to stop smiling as if he was watching a play. "No way, Miss, don't tell me this is your new blind date?"

Song Xilan took a big bite of cake and rolled his eyes. "What's it to you?"

"I'm not that bad." Song Yanzhi laughed from ear to ear. "Although you may not find anyone prettier than me, you don't have to give up on yourself like that, right?"

Song Xilan chewed a strawberry fiercely in her mouth and glared at him.

Song Yanzhi thought she would say something back to him, but he didn't expect that the next second she curled her lips and tears began to fill up in her big eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey!" Song Yanzhi hurriedly stopped her from performing the next act, "You trying this again? I shouldn't have come here if I had known."

Song Xilan squeezed out two tears and sobbed, "Brother, didn't you come here just to laugh at me? Now that you've seen it, are you happy?"

Song Yanzhi really couldn't stand girls crying, especially this kind of delicate crying, which made others think that they had bullied her.

Although he knew in his heart that this was just the usual routine of this young lady.

He quickly pulled out two tissues and handed them over, "My dear, wipe it quickly and stop crying. I'll take you out for dinner. Do you want to go?"

"go."

Song Xilan answered straightforwardly. She quickly took the tissue and wiped away her tears. She stood up without hesitation and said, "Let's go. I want to have a big meal."

In less than two seconds, the expression on his face changed from rainy to sunny, and Song Yanzhi shook his head helplessly.

......

Jingxin Garden.

The wheelchair moved slowly along the tree-lined path. Although the woman in the wheelchair looked thin, it was difficult to hide her picturesque face.

The man behind him was wearing a well-tailored black suit and was pushing a wheelchair slowly forward.

"My sister, do you know what your good son has been doing recently?"

The wheelchair stopped, just at the edge of the steps.

Zhuang Ce squatted down beside her, his eyes shrewd and sharp behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

He smiled slowly at the woman. "He gave up his job as the CEO of Ling Corporation and insisted on investigating the cause of his father's death. Do you think he can find out?"

He pushed his glasses up on his nose and stared at the dull-looking woman in front of him.

Zhuang Yuwei seemed not to hear his words. She held a small cotton pillow in her arms, stroking it with her slender hands, "Xiao Che... Mommy's Xiao Che, don't cry..."

Zhuang Ce chuckled, "You've been crazy for more than twenty years. Why don't you remember my dead brother-in-law, but only remember your son?"

"It's a pity that you, a good son, have caused me so much trouble."

Zhuang Ce stood up, holding the handle of the wheelchair, and there were more than twenty steps downhill below his feet.

With a gentle push of the wheelchair forward, the two front wheels were suspended in the air above the steps.

"Sister, if I let go, you will roll down from such a high place. My good nephew has already lost his father. If he loses his mother as well, do you want to see how he will react?"