Song Song, what are you thinking? People just applied casually, not specifically for you.
But her little face still couldn’t help but start heating up, and her typing hands were shaking a bit...
"Uncle, what I sent you is a contract agreent, could you check if there are any problems?"
"Okay."
"Hmm hmm."
"..."
After chatting, Song Song imdiately went invisible, then categorized the QQ nickna with a "," into a separate column.
Not long after, Song Song saw Shang Tao online, she went over to tease her...
Little Bun Who Can’t Get Fat: "Why does it feel like I haven’t seen you in a long ti?"
Beautiful and Bewitching Little Witch: "Busy teasing handso guys, no ti to bother with you. Hehe! Little Bun, according to reliable info, it seems like your crush has already arrived in Qing City! By the way, this ti the security system seems quite strict, only the champion of the cooking competition can glimpse Master Zhou’s grandeur."
"How about... you participate?"
Little Bun Who Can’t Get Fat: "Taozi, you know my situation, not to ntion publicly competing, I don’t even dare to show more than my hands in a cooking video (crying blind)."
Beautiful and Bewitching Little Witch: "I really don’t understand what Aunt is thinking? You’re so talented, yet she won’t let you into the cooking world... Little Bun, how about we secretly sign up this ti, how about it? Anyway, Aunt doesn’t really pay attention to TV or news."
Little Bun Who Can’t Get Fat: "It’s not a good idea, I don’t want to make her angry."
Beautiful and Bewitching Little Witch: "Alright then! Let’s change the topic, has my uncle set you up on a date? I’ve been so busy lately, I haven’t even called him. Mainly, he’s so old-fashioned, doesn’t use WeChat, QQ, these chat tools, hahaha... extrely inconvenient!"
"To contact him, you have to properly make a phone call."
Song Song was embarrassed, then instinctively glanced at that ",".
Little Bun Who Can’t Get Fat: "Taozi, I have sothing here, let’s not chat for now, muah muah!"
"..."
Song Song felt that if this continued, she’d really get a heart attack!
About five minutes later, Xiao Beibei entered the office looking all calm with his hands tied behind his back, he walked up to Song Song and handed her a card, "Little Song, write down your wishes, I’ll make them co true for you."
"Uh..."
Song Song received the card with curiosity, looking at the pink little card made her feel warm inside, this little guy has recently been trying hard to make her happy.
Much more interesting than his dad...
Even though she knew the little guy couldn’t fulfill her wishes, she happily wrote on the card: Hope to beco an excellent chef!!!
"Here, that’s my wish!"
Xiao Beibei looked at the words, gave a sweet smile, then gestured for Song Song to bend down...
Song Song cooperatively did so, then the little guy kissed her on the cheek, "Little Song Baby, don’t worry! I’ll definitely make your wish co true."
"Uh..."
Lin Man watched the scene and laughed "pffft," teasingly said, "Song Song, congratulations on successfully harvesting a promising little tender sprout, nurture well, absolute potential, his girlfriend skills and boyfriend skills make my aunt’s heart lt."
"Hey, my Xu Lang doesn’t treat this well..."
Upon hearing this, Song Song’s delicate brows furrowed slightly, "Lin Man, are you and Mr. Xu stable now?"
"It’s okay!"
"What about Miss Su before?"
"Oh! I don’t want to think about it too much, it’s rare to et a man I like, of course I have to grab on tight!"
Song Song sincerely admired her bravery, "Then go for it!"
"You too..."
Song Song awkwardly smiled, her first heartbeat might end up dying.
...
At night, villa on the hillside.
Xiao Beibei sat cross-legged on the bed, tapping the keyboard with his pink little hands, luckily he knows quite a bit about Little Song, otherwise, he wouldn’t even be able to register the na.
His surprise would just fall through.
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