"Hmph, be kind to me." Liu Xiyue pouted and said, "Why don't I expose the truth from my aunt."

"You're ruthless."

When he walked into the room, Liu Xiyue's head was like: "Simple." After thinking about it, he said: "It's quite clean. It's rare that you, a big man, are so diligent."

"Often my sister helps me clean the room."

Naturally, Song Baojun's room could not be compared with the boudoir of Miss Baoyuan Group. When she was eighteen years old, her father gave her a riverside villa located in Dongguazhou, Chajiang, worth tens of millions.

Looking around the room, I walked around, flipped through the bedside, slid the desk, opened the wardrobe and looked in.

I opened the drawer of the bedside table and pulled it for a while. There were a series of miscellaneous items such as coins, knives, cigarette boxes, U disks, cold medicines, notebooks, water-based pens, Qishen Hualu, Fengyu, eye drops, mobile phone chargers, etc. I couldn't help but frown and said, "Why didn't I find it?"

Song Baojun followed behind with sweat and asked, "Miss, what are you looking for?"

"It's the kind of color, well, you guys love to watch the most, CD!"

Song Baojun couldn't help but hold his forehead and said, "Who still uses CDs to watch movies now? He uses mobile phones and computers. It's easy to watch online, so what you want."

"You have indeed seen unclean things, and I think there is something wrong with your character!"

"What's this?" Song Baojun said seriously: "Even if I have read it, I am just trying to identify the unhealthy content of the Internet and make a correct choice that college students should have. In fact, only by understanding it better can we better oppose it and resist it. It is precisely because I adhere to the concept of love and peace in my heart that I have developed the ability to be immune to all unhealthy content on the Internet, and have achieved the state of having code on the screen but no code in my heart."

Liu Xiyue said, "Then you can die."

"By the way, the lady is so anxious to find the CD, do you want to watch it too?"

Liu Xiyue blushed and said, "Who wants to see such an inappropriate thing? I'm just curious and ask. If you don't want to say it, forget it, I won't care."

"Brother." At the door was a little girl with pink makeup, her eyes looking back at the flowing waves, as bright as diamonds. Her face was rosy and shiny with the unique luster of a young girl. Her little hands as pink as jade bamboo shoots, her fluffy braids as black clouds, and her smiley face that showed softness and charm, she looked like an angel falling from heaven to earth.

Liu Xiyue couldn't help but scream: "So cute! Song Baojun, is this your sister?"

Song Baojun introduced: "Uh, this is my sister Ruoyi. Ruoyi, this is my brother's classmate, Sister Liu Xiyue."

Liu Xiyue stepped forward and wanted to pinch Han Ruoyi's tender face, and smiled and said, "Ruoyi is so beautiful. She must be extremely beautiful when she grows up."

"Sister." Han Ruoyi shouted softly, gently tilted her face to avoid it, not letting her pinch her, her expression faintly, as if she had something to worry about.

Liu Xiyue didn't care and said, "Hey, Song Baojun, why are your father so handsome, your mother so beautiful, and your little sister so beautiful, why are you so frustrated?"

Song Baojun didn't know how to answer this question, so he said with a stingy head: "I'm OK with a gene mutation."

His eyes and nose are like his father, his eyes are deep, his nose bridge is straight, his face is like his mother, his face is upright and his mouth is delicate. Originally, these parts were extremely attractive on the faces of his parents, but when combined with them in general, they were not as prominent as their parents, which was simply depressing.

Han Ruoyi glanced at Song Baojun indifferently, returned to her room, and ignored Liu Xiyue.

The girl suddenly came in and called him, turned around and left. Song Baojun felt unsure and said, "Ruoyi is usually very good and likes to talk, but I don't know what's wrong today."

Wu Guifang prepared dinner and invited several people to go downstairs for dinner. She and Manager Gu worked together, including white-cut chicken, garlic-milled pork belly, braised pork trotters, crab roe roasted fish belly, braised pigeon, braised pork minced tofu, pumpkin frog soup, and stir-fried spinach.

Wu Guifang originally wanted to entertain Shi Mei and her daughter, but unexpectedly, the situation changed suddenly, and Mr. Shi and the other left in anger. Instead, their son's real girlfriend arrived. So they stepped up their efforts and tried their best to rectify the good food.

Especially a dish of crab roe and roasted fish belly, one pound of water-fried fish belly, two liang of crab roe, poured in fragrant scallion oil, placed on the plate, and neatly surrounded by broccoli, making it look like an authentic restaurant chef's method, simple and elegant in color, fresh and beautiful.

For white-cut chicken, you can choose the countryside three-yellow chicken. First apply salt, honey and best tea leaves to the chicken body, and then soak it with a steamed fire. The heat is very particular. One chicken is fat but not greasy, tender, smooth and delicious.

Other dishes have made seventy-two kinds of changes, and it is necessary to satisfy the future daughter-in-law.

Han Ruoyi silently served everyone with rice, never looking at her brother and her female classmates.

During the meal, Song Shixian and his wife competed to take turns to pick up food for their daughter-in-law. Manager Gu quickly joined the ranks of picking up food. Which piece of meat is the fattest, which piece of crab roe is the tenderest, and which piece of chicken is the most beautiful, all of them were put into Liu Xiyue's bowl. After a while, the squad leader's bowl was piled up high, blocking his face.

"Uncle, aunty, you really don't have to be too polite. I can't eat so much."

Song Baojun said in a big way: "Fine, my parents-in-law pick it up for you. What else do you want if you don't eat it?"

Wu Guifang put down his chopsticks and said, "Xiaojun, why are you talking to Xiaoliu like this? Xiaoliu, don't worry about him, he has this kind of virtue."

Song Baojun felt funny and secretly glanced at Han Ruoyi, and found that the little girl was staring at him. He couldn't help but mutter secretly, "What's the name of this girl's movie?"

After dinner, Song Baojun took a shower and changed his clothes, and said goodbye to Liu Xiyue and went out.

Wu Guifang only said that the two young men were anxious to find a world of two people without anyone to interfere, and even told her son not to come back too early.

As soon as the car started out of the alley, a sneaky figure knocked on Song Shixian's door with a big bag.

Two boxes of ginseng in the left hand, a shiny gift box in the right hand, and a big red envelope of 10,000 yuan in the bag.

"Mr. Shi, why are you back?" Wu Guifang grabbed the door handle and was a little wary.

Shi Mei squeezed in with a shy smile and said with a smile: "Sister Wu, no, in-laws, mother-in-law, I'll come in and have a look. Can't I drink a sip of tea? Look, I haven't eaten a bite of rice so late."

Wu Guifang had no choice but to welcome the person into the living room.

...

At 8:30 pm, on the side of the White Narcissus Road near the Chajiang River, Villa No. 455 is brightly lit, and the colorful lights decorate the various places with magnificent brilliance, like a palace.

This is the private residence of Yi Congning, the only beloved son of Yi Chunyang, a tycoon in Teazhou.

The entire villa, together with the courtyard, covers an area of ​​600 square meters. There is a garden parking lot in front and a swimming pool behind. The two-story villa building, with pink exterior walls, white lines, flower railings, outer bay windowsills, green glass windows, and a large number of carvings of ancient Roman artistic symbols are the authentic European style.

Sitting on the wide balcony on the second floor, looking out at the beautiful scenery of the Cha River, and feeling the cool autumn wind blowing from the riverside is also one of the ways to enjoy life.

At this moment, the swimming pool was decorated with new decorations, and seven or eight colorful lights were formed in succession. There were pergolas on both sides. Two long dining tables with white tablecloths were filled with beautiful products. Four fat chefs in high hats also began to work in front of the barbecue grill. More than a dozen maids were shuttled back and forth, as if wearing butterflies.

This is the second gathering place for the Xiangjing Wuyi Association to recruit new members in Chazhou. Yi Congning is very concerned about this event.

His father Yi Chunyang also supported his son's participation in the Wuyi Association and directly allocated one million yuan of activity funds to improve his son's right to speak at the Wuyi Association.

As the boring product of the young men and ladies of aristocratic families, the Wuyi Club has been known as the "Little Yullambana Club" since its inception. Adults were playing with their children, but soon discovered that the Wuyi Club has a wonderful feature that ordinary people could not achieve.

First of all, let’s look at the selection of members of the Wuyi Society. The family background must be accumulated to a certain level and have a certain background energy, which limits the scope of the vast number of mediocre people.

Second, most of the members are students in school, and only a small number of them go to work and do not have to bear too much responsibility.

Third, things that are difficult for elders to communicate can allow younger generations to communicate at the Wuyi Club. Children often speak unscrupulously, and they say whatever they want, and the effect is often better. For example, if there is a misunderstanding between you and me, no one will be reluctant to let go of their pride and bow their heads. What should I do? Why not give a discount and let younger generations help pass the message, and the misunderstanding will be resolved naturally after a few times.

Over time, the Wuyi Society has involved more and more aspects. As the members grow older, they gradually participate in the operation of family businesses and have gained a lot of voice. The Wuyi Society's energy is getting bigger and bigger, and the name of the "Little Ullambana Society" has gradually become true. Many elders attach great importance to this, in disguise, or simply directly support their sons and daughters in participating in the Wuyi Society activities.

Two years ago, Wei Chensi, the most loyal soldier under Chen Huayao, the chairman of the Zhuca Committee, and the commander of the Storm Legion, and the third-generation heir of the Wei family in Xiangjing, seized control of the Wuyi Association. The current president is Wei Chensi's cousin Wei Changzhong, and a senior student at the School of International Relations of Xiangjing University.

At present, guests have entered the venue one after another. More than ten members of the Teazhou Branch of Wuyihui, nine newly recruited people, five or six people from Xiangjing to guide the exchange work, their partners and some students and friends who called to make fun of each other, plus the servants and staff on the scene, the total number is about one hundred.

The participants' high-end dresses, jewelry, famous cars and cars, all of them were handsome men and beautiful women, and even third-tier stars and second-rate models in the entertainment industry, all of whom competed for beauty and attracted the attention.

Liu Xiyue parked the car and did not forget to put on makeup before leaving. She carefully scribble her eyebrows in front of the mirror and asked Song Baojun to help him get off the car with his bag first.
Chapter completed!