Both Song Qingyang and Song Zhongming were taken aback, as they both recognized it was Yu Dou’s car.
Song Zhongming was rely surprised, but Song Qingyang bit her lip, her expression troubled.
She didn’t understand, what was Yu Dou doing here? And at such a ti, without any prior notice.
Soon, the car stopped, and the Nanshan Residence servant helped open the car door.
A man in a casual shirt and black trousers got out of the car.
The sky had already darkened, and the black car looked hazy under the orange lights of the Nanshan Residence.
The man’s silhouette was also sowhat blurred by the glow, but indeed, his deanor was calm, and he was exceptionally graceful.
Song Zhongming was the first to react, quickly stepping forward, his previously stern face transforming into a smile.
He asked Yu Dou why he ca all of a sudden, saying he should have given a heads-up so they could have the servants prepare.
Yu Dou gave a thin smile and said, "No need to prepare anything. I just had a sudden impulse to visit Mr. Song and Auntie, and also, to see Qingyang..."
After speaking, he glanced at Song Qingyang, saying, "So Mr. Song, no need to be polite with !"
Song Zhongming smiled, instructing the servants to imdiately prepare dinner while also asking his daughter Qingyang to greet Yu Dou.
Reluctantly, Song Qingyang walked over, forcing a smile, and said, "Dad’s right, you should have said sothing earlier. This is so sudden, I feel quite unprepared!"
Yu Dou gave a faint smile and said, "What do you need to prepare? You already look very pretty as you are now!"
Song Qingyang feigned a shy, lowered gaze with a smile.
Seeing that the atmosphere was right, Song Zhongming hastily said, "A Dou, you ca by so suddenly, we didn’t prepare much at ho. I’ll go check on the kitchen, and let Qingyang show you around the Nanshan Residence. Although it’s late, the scenery is still quite nice!"
Yu Dou knew Song Zhongming wished to return and clean up the ss, but didn’t point it out, nodding slightly: "Sure, thank you, Mr. Song!"
Song Zhongming responded affirmatively, gave his daughter a aningful look before leaving at ease.
As Song Zhongming’s figure faded into the distance, Song Qingyang’s gentle, demure expression turned solemn as she frowned at Yu Dou, asking, "What are you here for?"
Yu Dou shrugged, giving a thin smile: "Didn’t I just say, with nothing better to do, I ca to see Mr. Song and Auntie, and also to see you..."
"Yu Dou, I’m not as easy to fool as my dad..." Song Qingyang took a deep breath and said, "Did soone ask you to co?"
Yu Dou lowered his eyes, curling his lips: "Miss Song, if you could channel this intelligence into proper matters, you’d surely achieve great things!"
Song Qingyang frowned, biting her lip: "So, it really was Second Uncle..."
"President Shi was unwell and admitted to the hospital today. Mr. Song took Nuannuan to the hospital and happened to et . He then told about the conflict between your parents..."
Song Qingyang sneered: "It doesn’t surprise that Second Uncle told you, but you coming here is what surprises ... Yu Dou, I seem to have told you more than once, that I could never marry you in the future. We’re just playing along for now, so naturally, there’s no need for you to get involved in anything related to or my family..."
Yu Dou lowered his gaze with a smile: "I naturally don’t want to be involved, but if I hadn’t co, Miss Song, you might not have realized just how close you were to making a huge mistake!"
Song Qingyang squinted her eyes: "What do you an by that? What mistake could I have made?"
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