The journey starts from the Titanic

"You want to turn my house into a meeting place tomorrow, be careful of my mother's broom to drive you."

Song Meiling blushed and couldn't help stepping on Situ Nan's foot.

"Didn't I treat myself as my own? Mr. Zhang came, I can't entertain him yet?"

Situ Nan asked with a smile, "If you don't like it, we will go to Kadoorie Garden."

Situ Nan now lives in the Kadoorie Garden. He bought the mansion from the Kadoorie family and later gave it to Lin Yimin. After Lin Yimin went to Wuhan, the Kadoorie Garden was empty, and Situ Nan moved in again.

"It's up to you. I just remind you to have a better attitude and don't confront the old lady." Song Meiling said.

The old lady is a quiet person, even if she meets Zhang Jingjiang, it will not last too long and will not prevent Situ Nan and Zhang Jingjiang from discussing anything.Although, the old lady was not satisfied with Situ Nan.

"It's been a long time since I danced, my steps are unfamiliar, I just stepped on myself. Now I am much better, dancing with my arms around you, it feels like back to San Francisco, when you were young and attractive, and more attractive, and I am getting old."

Situ Nan said with emotion.

The scene of the two meeting in the United States came to Song Meiling's mind. At that time, she was 16 or 7 years old. When she met Situ Nan, she didn't have too deep feelings, only amazed Situ Nan's young and promising.

"Who is a thirty-year-old man who says he is old? So what have I become?"

Song Meiling groaned, looked at Situ Nan affectionately, and looked a little tired from Situ Nan's eyes, "You, everything is fine, but the mind is too heavy."

"Looking at you in your eyes and in your heart, all that is heavy is love." Situ Nan stared at Song Meiling, and said in his heart: "Can you be sober if your mind is not heavy? In my past memory, you are a great figure above all."

There are generally two things to keep a man young, one is power and the other is a woman.

"Your love story has improved." Song Meiling felt sweet in her heart and smiled and commented, "It is not only me, but other women who are heavy."

"You expose me so ruthlessly, I'm already very guilty, isn't it even more embarrassing now?"

Situ Nandao, with an aggrieved look on his face.

It should be me who should be wronged?

Song Meiling was amused, she gave Situ Nan a white look, this big carrot!

In Situ Nan's heart, Song Meiling is not necessarily the most important piece. His other women are not inferior to Song Meiling, but Song Meiling is unique, she is a beautiful historical landscape.

"If you are frivolous, would you like it?" Situ Nan's paw slowly slipped from Song Meiling's back, and after Song Meiling's glare, he slid reluctantly.

Stepping into history, looking at the people and events in history with the glass of history, scenes and scenes happened according to the established trajectory, and the historical trajectory of the Kuomintang must be revised. In short, it is not an easy task.

Situ Nan's dancing skills are acceptable, and with Song Meiling's graceful dancing posture, with the accompaniment of music, the dance of the two is getting better.

Their figure has undoubtedly become the focus of everyone's attention.

"These two people..."

Yu Qiaqing quietly touched Zhang Jingjiang next to him. He had passed the youthful age, but couldn't help but looked at it eagerly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was ambiguous.

The meeting with Situ Nan just now, Situ Nan gave him a pretty good feeling.The people of Meihua have never been pretentious.

"Why not ask Mr. Liu for this question?" Zhang Jingjiang kicked the ball to Liu Hongsheng who was aside.

Two old men are not serious!Can I reconcile this matter?Obviously I have seen it, do you want me to tell?

Liu Hongsheng cursed inwardly, pretending not to hear, and put his head aside.

There was a moment when the dance ended, just like Situ Nan and Song Meiling couldn't stay together.

After the dance, Situ Nan released Song Meiling's hand.

He was reading the report on the operation of the William Consortium in the United States last night and did not wake up until this afternoon.

Soong Meiling's intentions are still unfinished. The gorgeous stage can inspire her ability. She lives on the stage by nature and possesses the innate communicative ability. Of course, Situ Nan will not restrain her.

There were a lot of gazes coveting Song Meiling, but she rarely had the courage to go forward. This was also related to the self-held identity of celebrities at the banquet. Most people were older and more conservative in style.

However, there will always be some uninvited guests coming in.

When Situ Nan returned from the bathroom, she really found that Song Meiling had found a suitable dance partner.

"That guy is here too?"

Situ Nan looked at the heroic man on the dance floor in surprise for a few seconds, then laughed.

Because that guy's name is Zhang Xueliang, a very backed young man, but he didn't expect that he also came to Shanghai and appeared in front of him. Would you like to get to know him?

Situ Nan thought.

There was a teenage youth next to where he was sitting. This youth had a green face and didn't know which prince it was. He was "left" aside at this time, and no one paid him any attention. He was a little unhappy.

Situ Nan no longer looked at the two people on the dance floor appreciatively, chatting casually with the young man beside him.

He didn't know that in just a few minutes after he disappeared, in addition to Zhang Xueliang, another person who had a great relationship with Song Meiling also came, knowing that he saw a chic white figure, who was not Wang Chen?

It was not Wang Chen that caught Situ Nan's attention, but the middle-aged man next to Wang Chen, with slender hair, wearing a black tunic, and a thin body, but his waist was tall and straight.

"Lao Jiang is here too? He is a big man, he likes to be late than himself. It's really lively tonight."

Situ Nan thought to himself, even in a dark-bellied way, because of Song Meiling, whether she has fallen into the dog-blood relationship of four corners.

Turning to look at the gloomy young man next to him, he took a closer look and discovered that this was Xiao Jiang!

Situ Nan didn't like Lao Jiang. Lao Jiang was very cunning. His surname was already formed and would not change easily. Such a person should use it and guard against it.

But Xiao Jiang is different. Situ Nan has a good impression of Xiao Jiang. If the immature Xiao Jiang is cultivated, he can identify with the philosophy of Zhi Gong Party and Mei Hua and become his own.

Thinking of this, Situ Nan smiled and sat in front of Jiang Jingguo: "Boy, it's too boring to be alone. Let's have a drink at the bar!"

"...Okay." Jiang Jingguo nodded, his expression a little stiff, and glanced at Situ Nan.The man in front of him smiled very gently, which made him feel relaxed, thinking: It is boring to sit alone anyway, and it is good to have a chat with someone.

Situ Nan is very talkative, and he doesn't need to be intrigue when chatting with Xiao Jiang, and he feels relaxed naturally.

Chapter 95

As an excellent killer, Wang Chen has superhuman insight into the surrounding environment. When Situ Nan looked at him just now, he felt it all at once. Turning his head, he just saw Situ Nan sitting in the corner with Xiao Jiang. chatting.

The two of them should have a good chat, otherwise how could there be a smile on Situ Nan's face?

Look at Jiang Weiji next to him, this guy only stares at Song Meiling's figure in the dance hall, good fellow!Eyeballs are almost falling out!

Wang Chen didn't want to expose Jiang Weiji's scorching eyes on Song Meiling to his boss. Although Situ Nan was always generous and not a stingy person, it happened that Song Meiling was involved. The boss was always sensitive to Jiang Weiji's nerves!He even did not hesitate to do something incomprehensible, such as "exile" Jiang Weiji.

"The marshal is very romantic, right?" Wang Chen squeezed his face to Jiang Weiji.

"Yeah." Jiang Weiji nodded, still looking at the dance hall, but didn't take it back for a while.