对于这番话，苏韵无比认可。                                                                                她的确没有奉承过刘文玉，更没想过要从她身上得到什么好处。可也没想过要去得罪她。                                                                                她当时对这个相亲其实也有那么点排斥的，但是碍于刘文玉是领导，从某个角度她又是关心她的长辈，她就是再不愿意，都要面上表现的很高兴，来赴这个约。                                                                                林樾又说：“关键她给你介绍的不是旁人，而是她的儿子，在她眼里，我就是天底下最好的男人，长得好，家世好，还能干，谁能嫁给我，那是上辈子修来的福分。你说你要是拒绝了领导煞费苦心的好意，是不是有点不识抬举？”                                                                                苏韵依然点头。                                                                                这些话听上去有那么点讽刺，可这就是现实。                                                                                林樾喝了开胃汤便开始专心致志的切牛排。                                                                                苏韵看着他，还等着他的下文呢，可他跟没事人似的盯着盘子里的牛排，其他的全部都不在他眼里。                                                                                “林樾。”苏韵轻声喊他。                                                                                林樾抬头：“有事？”                                                                                苏韵：“那我们要怎么办？”                                                                                林樾笑：“还能怎么办？嫁给我呗。”                                                                                苏韵：“”                                                                                林樾放下刀叉，又擦擦手。