After a hidden marriage with the president

Song Qingran's eyelids twitched, and after thinking about it, she said, "Oh, just now, two children didn't know the way. They asked me how they got to the hall, and I said I didn't know either. I just came here for the second time today."

In the darkness, Song Qingran felt that the old housekeeper had been watching her for a long time, and she didn't dare to say anything, so she could only cover up her panic by drinking water.

Now she has no intention of wandering around, so she can only follow the butler back to the main house.

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Song Qingran held a glass of champagne and stood still in a corner, probably due to the effect of alcohol, her head was a little dizzy.

Grandma is too old to sleep late, Song Qingran helped her upstairs to rest, Zuo Chen and He Zhou still did not come out of the study.

The little girl was dragged away by her brother just now, Song Qingran searched the venue after returning, but she couldn't find it, as if she disappeared out of thin air.

Song Qingran swung the wine glass, ignoring the countless probing rays of light on his body, and was just about to find a secluded place to sit and rest for a while, when he heard the surrounding voices seemed to be quieter.

It was very similar to the way Zuo Chen entered the door at the beginning...

She seemed to be shrouded in a dark shadow, Song Qingran turned around, and saw Zuo Chen standing behind her, and He Zhou beside her had already turned around automatically.

I don't want to look, I have no eyes to look at the long needle eye!Hmph, I don't want to watch it!
This is not his aloof and cold CEO who is so high above the world!

The time when Zuo Chen was in front of his wife was definitely the time when He Zhou didn't want to see him the last time.

The first time he was at home was okay, Zuo Chen was injured and didn't have much strength to show off to him, the second time he came to the company, and the third time is now...

He Zhou couldn't bear the drowning smile on the corner of the president's mouth, stomped his feet angrily and disappeared into the crowd.

Song Qingran witnessed the whole process, and could only say, "..."

Her eyelids twitched, and she turned around and asked, "Are you finished talking?"

"Well, it's over."

Zuo Chen was dressed in formal attire, with a strand of hair hanging on his forehead beside his face, his deep eyes stared at her, perhaps because the light here was dim, Song Qingran seemed to find his eyes glowing.

She looked around at the wealthy wives and young ladies, feeling a little headache, "When can we... go home?"

"I'm just here to tell you," Zuo Chen lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Grandma said it's too late, it's inconvenient to go back, let's stay and sleep at night, okay?"

Song Qingran was stunned for a few seconds, considering that the night road was really not safe, so she nodded, "Okay."

"If you're tired, rest first, don't worry about them, they will leave naturally when the time is up."

Song Qingran nodded, although it is true, but it is unreasonable that no one in charge of the banquet held by the Zuo family will stay on the scene.

It is impossible for Zuo Chen, a big man, to take care of these things. The old lady has already returned to her room, so Song Qingran had no choice but to bite the bullet and stay in the hall until the banquet was over.

Zuo Chen and He Zhou went back to the study, and he never came out until the end.

Song Qingran held his forehead, the man was really afraid of such an occasion.

But this time Zuo Chen was really wronged, grandma told him the main purpose of this banquet, one is to introduce Song Qingran to everyone, but to let Song Qingran get used to this kind of occasion in advance, and there will be no less in the future.

Grandma said so, can he go down halfway to support others?

What's more, he would feel uncomfortable if he went to those people, it would be better if he didn't show up.

After it was over, after Song Qingran and his servants had sent off the ladies and wives, Zuo Chen and He Zhou came slowly.

Song Qingran rubbed her sore neck, Zuo Chen called a servant and took her to Zuo Chen's room.

She didn't realize until the door of the room, this is an old house, there is no room for the two of them to sleep separately!
Not every time, mainly because I dare not...

There are many servants in the old house, and they talk a lot. The two of them sleep in separate rooms at night. If it reaches the old lady's ears tomorrow morning, I still don't know what version it is!

Song Qingran couldn't bear to make the old lady sad, so...

Forget it, let's just have sex, Zuo Chen is a person she can trust, it's just... a little embarrassing.

Zuo Chen's room in the old house is similar to his room in Qianwan, all mainly in black and white, but this room is a bit more popular than that one. On the desk are Zuo Chen's childhood toy locomotives and models, and even A few pictures of him as a child.

After the servant left, Song Qingran took a quick look at the photo. The one on the photo was also a handsome guy, but with a stinky face, he posted this photo with a very reluctant expression.

She poked the photo with a smile, then collapsed on the bed.

Song Qingran was tired all day, plus she was very nervous to be in the same room for a while, and wanted to finish washing before Zuo Chen came back, so it would probably save some embarrassment.

So she got up quickly, took off her clothes and went into the bathroom. The hot water washed away her tiredness from the day, and she woke up a lot. After washing, she found a big problem.

Where are the clothes? !

Fuck!This is an old house!No change of clothes for her!

Song Qingran was a little broken, what should I do now? !
She was so anxious that she walked back and forth in the bathroom several times. There was really no other way. She tore off the bath towel and wrapped it around her body, revealing her round shoulders, which were stained with some drops of water.

She opened the bathroom door a little first, and heard no movement in the room, then poked her head out and looked around, but there was no one in sight.

That's great, that's what I want.

Song Qingran wanted to go out and find some clothes first, she could do whatever she wanted, anyway, she couldn't wear the previous one anyway, she has a mild obsession with cleanliness, and she would never wear clothes before taking a shower.

You can also borrow from Zuo Chen.

But she didn't expect that when she quietly walked out of the bathroom, a new set of clothes had already been placed on the big bed in the room, the tag hadn't been taken off, and Zuo Chen wasn't in the room either.

Song Qingran was secretly happy.

She untied the bath towel and was just about to change into her pajamas when the door opened with a "click".

Song Qingran's body reacted faster than his brain, and he had already crawled into the bed with lightning speed, his whole body was tightly wrapped, leaving only his wet head, staring at the person at the door with a pair of frightened eyes. people.

Zuo Chen, "..."

He stood at the door, his mind went blank for a moment, and his expression was a little dazed.

He stared at Song Qingran's slowly turning red face, and suddenly laughed, "Mrs. Zuo, are you... seducing me?"

Song Qingran's face turned red again, almost bleeding.

She turned her face away, "You think it's beautiful!"

Zuo Chen carefully thought about the scene he saw when he entered the door just now...

Song Qingran's figure is really not average, from the back it looks exquisite and graceful, with a slender waist and long legs, fair skin and beautiful appearance, it is really...

Zuo Chen secretly scolded himself as a beast, don't scare people.

Then he coughed lightly, "I'm going to take a shower, get dressed quickly and dry your hair, or you'll catch a cold."

"Understood." Song Qingran buried her face in the quilt and replied in a muffled voice.

She didn't raise her head until she heard the bathroom door close, her face and neck were red.

She didn't dare to come out this time, so she took her clothes and put them on under the quilt, and then went to find a hair dryer to dry her hair in front of the mirror.

Zuo Chen took a shower quickly, finished washing and dressing in 10 minutes and came out.

He was wearing a gray silk pajamas, and his freshly washed hair was still wet, sticking to his face, and it looked extraordinarily soft under the orange light.

Song Qingran was still sitting by the bed, when she saw him coming out, she silently moved her seat to make room for him.

Zuo Chen saw that she was a little scared and panicked, but she still tried to hold back, so he couldn't help but want to laugh.

He wiped his hair with a towel with one hand, and said, "Go to bed first, I still have some things to deal with, and I have to stay in the study for a while."

Hearing this, Song Qingran quietly breathed a sigh of relief, it would be much better to come back when she fell asleep than to sleep together when she was awake, this is acceptable!
Seeing her little expression in his eyes, although it is a little cute, he still feels a little melancholy in his heart, the progress is too slow!

He shook his head helplessly, and was about to take it to the study, when Song Qingran suddenly stopped him.

"Wait a moment."

Zuo Chen paused, "What? Can't bear to part with me? Do you want me to sleep with you?"

Song Qingran, "..."

President He Zhou probably doesn't want to see him like this!
"I want to blow dry your hair." Song Qingran got up and walked to him, and pulled him to the table to sit down, "You said just now that I asked me to dry my hair, otherwise I would catch a cold, why didn't I know? "

Song Qingran is a person who knows how to be grateful. Zuo Chen has helped her a lot during this time, and he has given her enough care and protection, as well as enough freedom, so that she seems to have returned to the time when she had a family.

She had to do something for him.

But Zuo Chen didn't seem to be short of anything, material things were useless, she could only do her best to take care of his body.

Zuo Chen was startled by her actions, Mrs. Zuo seemed to be... a little enlightened?

He twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, this little girl seems to always poke your heart inadvertently, but she doesn't know it.

Last time I stayed up all night to watch over him, this time I blow my hair...

Take it slowly step by step, and one day you will get the hang of it.

Zuo Chen thought about it, and sat there without moving, letting Song Qingran blow his hair.

His hair was a bit long, but it was also very soft. Song Qingran lifted his hair one after another in the warm air of the hair dryer and watched it fall. Suddenly, he felt that his hair was soft like a human being.

— "He's a scourge! Nemesis!"

—— "Do you know that whoever is with him will be killed?!"

——"He doesn't deserve it! Do you know how terrible he is? He will die!"

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"Bane", "Nemesis", "Bane"...

Song Qingran suddenly heard what the little girl said at the banquet.

These words should not appear on Zuo Chen.

In the eyes of outsiders, he is the president of Huayang International Group who stands tall and overshadows the sky with one hand. With a cough, how many people rush forward one after another.

In Song Qingran's eyes, he is a qualified partner who is gentle and loves to laugh.

The indifference, the violence, the freaks, the scourges...

All of this should not have happened to Zuo Chen.

But the little girl looks normal, but when Zuo Chen is mentioned, she becomes abnormal. There is deep fear and fear in her eyes...

Although the little girl's elder brother later said that she was a little mentally disturbed and even talking nonsense, Song Qingran's mind was still a little confused.

The "lunatic" she called was sitting quietly in front of her at this moment, letting her blow her hair, with a harmless and even obedient expression.

Song Qingran thought, if she told what happened today and asked, would he answer her question?

wrong--

It shouldn't be like this!
When Zuo Zuochen was injured last time, she told herself that curiosity killed the cat, why bother to ask so many questions, never heard that the more you know, the faster you die? !
Song Qingran forcibly held back his curiosity, and quietly dried his hair, then Zuo Chen said "good night" to her, and went to the study.

Song Qingran lay on the bed, turned back and forth a few times, and fell asleep after a while.