When Wang Qiuman saw Song Zhiyu, he was stunned for a moment, but he was not surprised. Mrs. Song had come, so it was not surprising that he would appear here.

Out of etiquette, Wang Qiuman took a step back, put his hand on his waist and abdomen, bowed to Song Zhiyufu, nodded lightly, and then left.

"Then who, you wait." Song Zhiyu called her.

Wang Qiuman turned his head strangely.

Song Zhiyu coughed and asked directly: "Who is the man you just saw just now?"

Wang Qiuman's face turned red, ashamed, angry and angry.

"Master Song Si, what are you talking nonsense?" He saw through the look, but no one asked such a rudely straightforward question.

Moreover, this tone also has a bit of a questioning feeling. Who does she see and what does it have to do with him?

When Wang Qiuman thought of this, he sank his face and said, "Sin Si Master Song, men and women will not kiss you, so I won't disturb you from watching the scenery."

This suddenly changed her face. Song Zhiyu was stunned for a moment. Seeing that she was about to leave, she hurriedly chased after her for two steps: "Wait, please stand by Wang."

Someone looked over.

Wang Qiuman was both ashamed and angry.

What was ashamed that she was so entangled by a man was eye-catching, but what was annoying was that Song Zhiyu was uninteresting and indifferent.

"What the hell do you want to do?" she turned her body and said with hatred.

Song Zhiyu touched his nose and said, "It's nothing, I just tell you, no matter who that guy is, don't respond, that person is not a good match."

Wang Qiuman was stunned.

Not a good match?

No, is it that he, Master Song?

Thinking of this man not falling in love with him, Wang Qiuman felt more and more that the fire in his chest was burning. Did he think he was not worthy of anyone?

"Master Song Si, you are too much. You don't know Mr. Wei. How can you tell others behind your back that you are not? Is this the gentleman doing?" Qing Tong was so angry that he stepped forward to block Wang Qiuman.

Huh, just a maid dares to shout at him?

Song Zhiyu was also a proud man and sneered: "What if I don't know him? If I hadn't seen my mother and Mrs. Wei have a good relationship, would I have come to you in this way? Do you think I'm so bored?"

"you……"

His vulgarity made both of them blush.

"I will tell you, that guy is not a good match. You can do whatever you want. Don't regret it in the future!" Song Zhiyu snorted coldly, turned around and left, thinking of the other party's surname Wei, where have you heard of this?

But forget it, let’s talk about it with kindness, and people think they are going to mess with a rare good marriage!

Ah, kindness will not be rewarded!

Song Zhiyu disappeared in anger.

Qingtong was so angry that she said, "Miss, this Fourth Master Song is really rude. Everyone says that this Fourth Master Song is a playboy, and I believe it now. His eldest brother is the prime minister of the current dynasty, but he is a good person. He came over for no reason and talked nonsense. He is so rude."

Wang Qiuman frowned.

"Qingtong, is he really aimless?"

Qingtong was stunned for a moment: "Miss?"

After being told by Song Zhiyu, Wang Qiuman was a little upset and said, "Let's go."

Qingtong stomped her feet and followed.

But they didn't know that after Wei Sheng left the front porch and walked around the Zen temple, he was knocked straight up and hugged his waist.

"Be careful." Wei Sheng frowned, subconsciously supported the other person, quickly let go of his hand and took a step back.

The other party raised his head and showed a shy and timid face: "Wei, Mr. Wei."

Wei Sheng's eyes flashed slightly, and he bowed politely: "Miss Wei, I'm so rude."

He bowed to Wei Wenyan, then turned around and left. While walking, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands, and threw them in a corner at will.
Chapter completed!