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Chapter 194 Borrowing Flowers to Offer Buddha

Although Xu Cong is a man, he speaks more poisonous than a woman.

Ding Mengyan felt very uncomfortable when she said this. She wasn't really afraid that Jiang Ce would mess with others outside. But as a woman, on New Year's Eve, her man actually chose to work overtime instead of being by her side, and she was very lonely.

The more people there are, the deeper the feeling of loneliness will be.

Ding Mengyan lowered her head, put down her chopsticks, and bit her lip lightly.

I don't know how to get angry if I want to be angry.

All that was left was full of grief.

Ding Qishan was unhappy when he saw his daughter being bullied and said fiercely: "Xu Cong, how are you talking? Our Jiangce is loyal and never does anything messy."

"Is that?" Wang Zhirong smiled, "Qishan, it's not that I'm talking about you, I'm really not prepared at all. Your Jiang Ce seems loyal and honest, but in fact? Even big stars like Ling Yao can hook up with them, let alone ordinary little girls? He says he's working overtime now, but who knows what he is doing?"

Ding Qishan was so angry that he wanted to get angry.

The atmosphere on the table became weird.

Seeing that it was almost done, Xu Cong took out an exquisite box from behind and placed it on the table.

"On this day of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, Dad, I will give you a gift."

"You open it and see if you like it."

Originally, this gift was to be opened in front of Jiang Ce, so as to humiliate Jiang Ce.

Unfortunately, Jiang Ce is not here.

But it doesn't matter. Jiang Ce is not here, Jiang Ce's wife, father-in-law and mother-in-law are all there. Humiliation of them is equivalent to humiliating Jiang Ce.

Xu Cong wanted to vent all the previous hatred on Jiang Ce's family.

When Jiang Ce comes back and sees his family's cowardly look, he must be anxious and angry, and there is nothing he can do.

When Xu Cong thought of this, he felt happy from the bottom of his heart.

Of course, Wang Zhirong knew what his son-in-law wanted to do. As soon as he reached out, he took the box over and opened it. There was an old tape on it.

Everyone was stunned.

This tape is very old, dirty and torn, and it is the kind of thing from the last century.

Is this thing still available now?

And this thing is only four or five yuan per box, can you take it out?

Ding Qishan smiled, "Xu Cong, aren't you earning a million yuan a year? Why, I'm just giving your father-in-law such a box of tapes? Isn't it a little too stingy?"

Wang Zhirong's face was not good either, and he didn't know what the son-in-law was doing.

Xu Cong smiled, opened the mobile app, switched it to a radio channel, and said, "Dad, this tape is your favorite when you were young, and it is full of your favorite songs. On this day of farewell to the old and welcoming the new, you can click whatever song you ordered, and I will let the radio station play it for you."

"Not only you can hear it, but friends across the country can hear it."

"Dad, let everyone come and 'pray' for you."

Wang Zhirong smiled and said that's what he meant!

He coughed, picked up the tape, and ordered a song casually - "Two Butterflies"

"This song became very popular when I was young, and it was played everywhere in the streets and alleys."

"Just order this song, I love listening to it."

Xu Cong nodded, "Okay, I'll play this song "Two Butterflies" for you now."

After saying that, he immediately called the radio station. In less than 1 minute, the radio station played this song that once became popular all over the streets and alleys.

On the dining table, the singing echoed.

Wang Zhirong listened happily, and then ticked songs such as "The Last Snow in 2002", "The Mouse Loves Rice", and "Pleases Buddha" to recall his youth.

The Ding family sat awkwardly, watching the Wang family show off.

Xu Cong deliberately said to Ding Mengyan: "By the way, Mengyan, Jiang Ce works overtime and works overtime. This is a big holiday, so you should prepare some gifts for you or your uncle, right? It's a bit unreasonable if you have nothing."

Forehead……

Ding Mengyan was embarrassed again.

Jiang Ce really didn't prepare anything for her, let alone any expensive gifts, not even a bouquet of flowers.

Ding Qishan stared at him anxiously, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, and the sound was turned to the maximum.

"Okay, okay, don't listen to any radio station."

"Let's watch the TV."

"There is a New Year's Eve concert tonight. Wouldn't it be good to listen to the singers singing?"

Between Yimo Entertainment and Dominant Entertainment, they really chose Yimo Entertainment, not because they have any feelings for Yimo Entertainment, but just because they all know the singers of Yimo Entertainment.

There are not many familiar people present in the dominating entertainment industry.

As he listened, Ding Mengyan's cell phone rang.

Dingling...

Dingling...

Ding Mengyan took a look and found that it was Jiang Ce who called.

At this time, what did you do when you call?

Ding Mengyan was happy and sad. What was happy was that Jiang Ce could still remember her, but what was sad was that Jiang Ce was not by her side.

Xu Cong also saw the caller ID and said happily: "This kid has the face to call back. Meng Yan, ask which vixen he is stumbling with tonight?"

Ding Mengyan snorted coldly and reached out to answer the phone.

"Hey, Mengyan, are you listening?"

"exist."

Ding Mengyan's tone was terrifyingly cold, as if she had just walked out of an ice cellar, frozen three feet away.

Everyone could hear that Ding Mengyan was in a bad mood.

When I bid farewell to the old and welcome the new, I will feel uncomfortable when I am beaten by someone at home.

"Mengyan, I'm sorry, I wasn't able to stay at home to stay with you tonight." Jiang Ce said very sorry.

"It's okay, your work is important."

Anyone could hear that Ding Mengyan was inconsistent with her heart.

This is how women say it is. The more they say it is, the more they are. Boys should not be deceived by the word "woman".

She said it was okay, you really thought it was okay, and in the end you were just waiting to be scolded.

Fortunately, Jiang Ce was not that stupid, so he could hear Ding Mengyan's displeasure.

"Mengyan, are you watching TV?"

"exist."

"Are you watching Yimo Entertainment's New Year's Eve concert?"

"yes."

Ding Mengyan said word by word, not only indifferent, but also a little impatient, and her emotions were on the verge of bursting.

At this time, Jiang Ce said something that made her a little confused.

"Mengyan, don't change the channel, listen quietly to the current song. At the end of this song, I prepared a gift for you, I hope you like it."

After saying that, hung up the phone.

Ding Mengyan was covered in black and couldn't understand what was going on.

Gift?

After listening to this song?

What the hell is Jiang Ce doing?

Xu Cong smiled, "Haha, this Jiang Ce is really a thief. I guess the next song is a love song, so he 'borrows flowers to offer Buddha' and said that this song is a 'gift' given to you, right?"

"In fact, he didn't spend a penny, and he was doing it quite awesome."

"Tsk tsk, when it comes to thieves, no one can compare to your super weird guy!"
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