After a hidden marriage with the president

Song Qingran couldn't help laughing, "Brother Chen, don't be like this, we still have some work to talk about!"

"Yeah, yeah!" Minjao echoed with a mean mouth for a while, but was shot by Zuo Chen's eyes again.

Zuo Chen knew that he had no reason to stop Mingjie from staying, and he was a million unhappy, and the air pressure around him dropped sharply.

It was clear on his face that he wanted to write: "If you want to do it, do it quickly, and when you are done, get out of here."

Song Qingran bent his lips, did not speak, but calmly opened the distance between himself and Mingjie.

Akita naturally noticed it, and then he saw his boss smiling. Although the curvature of the corners of his lips was very small, but Akiyoshi has been with him for so long, even the times that the corners of his mouth are raised are pitifully seldom!
Brightly chattering.

It was the only word he could think of at the moment.

 The afternoon passed quickly. After two people's research and modification for an afternoon, Ming Jie carved out the obsidian according to Song Qingran's design, and it was five hours later when he got it back.

Mingjie handed her the package box, which looked very tall and tall, and was quite proud: "This is carved out of the design drawings, and I supervised the whole process. Don't worry, it will never deceive anyone!"

Song Qingran took it over with dimples on the corners of his mouth: "Thanks, I'll treat you to dinner when I'm free!"

"I didn't ask." The question, before I could say it, suddenly remembered the face that had been dark all afternoon, and the words that came to my lips abruptly changed direction: "No, it's all I should do, please be polite."

Song Qingran raised his hand, opened the box without forcing, and there were two things lying quietly inside.

As the name suggests, the obsidian is black all over. The light from the living room diffuses down and projects on it. Under the light, it glows yellowish and dark green, with a light brown color. The finely drawn patterns are the same as those on her design draft. The thin line pattern is dotted with tonal beads, which looks luxurious and charming.Looking closely, there seems to be a Pixiu flickering.

Lots of fun.

Akita was shocked when he got it for the first time. After all these years, he has rarely seen such a design. It is exquisite, beautiful, and majestic!

He suddenly felt a little envious of Zuo Chen.

Under the bracelet is a jade pendant with brilliant graphics, white jade is the top product, and the green carved flowers are nothing special. Only when placed under the light, will it show its specialness.

Jade pendants are used to participate in competitions, and bracelets are naturally given to people.

They were all gathered in the living room. When Zuo Chen came out with a cup, he raised his brows when he saw the people who had gone and returned, and said, "Why are you here?"

Mingjie's scalp was numb from his stare, and he tried his best to ignore his research gaze, but it was Song Qingran who jumped out and interrupted the dissatisfaction between the two of them that seemed to be overflowing.

It was obviously a cooperative relationship, but why did it suddenly become an enemy?

She suddenly felt that Zuo Chen, who was rumored to be ruthless and only cared about his own interests, was a little more humane?
Song Qingran turned sideways to let him out, and then went upstairs.

I took the bracelet beads back to the house and put them in a box, then gave it to him, "Brother Chen, this is a gift for you, thank you for your help, if it wasn't for you, I still don't know what to do."

Zuo Chen looked down at a red gift box on her fair and slender hand bones.

Did not open, "Well, I am very satisfied. Thank you, Mrs. Zuo."

Then he raised his eyebrows at Akubo.

Mingjae: "..."

One mouthful, one Mrs. Zuo, must everyone be able to hear the satisfaction and happiness in your mouth? !
The thing on the design draft has become a real thing, it looks much more refined, and the senses are also very different. Ming Gu fell in love with it at first sight, and even wanted to quietly keep the design draft.

After thinking about it, I still asked: "Can I collect the design draft?"

Zuo Chen refused without thinking, "No."

"why?"

Zuo Chen replied as a matter of course: "If you can't do it, you can't do it. What if you secretly do one too?"

Mingjiao was dumbfounded for a moment.

Well, nothing to say.

He was very disdainful of his behavior of urinating circles to show that he belonged to himself, but he had nothing to say.

The war between men seemed extraordinarily naive, Song Qingran decided that it would be better not to harm her, a fish in the pond, so she pulled away and left.

"Thank you very much today, let's talk, I'll go back to the room and put something away." Song Qingran took the jade pendant, turned and walked into the room after speaking.

Zuo Chen looked at the motionless person in front of him and raised his eyebrows, "If you don't leave, do you want to stay for dinner?"

Zuo Chen spoke in a calm tone, Ming Jie, who has always had no brains, would not bother to guess his irony.

He raised his face and just smiled: "It's not impossible, then thank Brother Chen!"

Zuo Chen: "."

How did he fall in love with this man?
Mingjie still didn't know what was going on in Zuo Chen's mind, so he swaggered to the kitchen.

The Zuo family's dinner has always been simple, mainly light, and there are rarely a few dishes with big fish and big meat on the table.

Knowing Zuo Chen's food taste, Mingjie was a little moved, "Brother Chen, from now on"

Song Qingran carefully put away the jade pendant and put it away.

Mingjie ate dinner here, and after eating, the two of them had something important to talk about in the evening, so they went to the study.

The man sitting at the desk in the room looked down at the documents in front of him, his brows were slightly frowned, "Is there any movement in country M recently?"

Akeba put away the smile on his face, and said in a serious tone: "Not yet, it's just that there seems to be some movement in the suburbs, but it's nothing, it's not important."

"Keep watching."

Mingjiao nodded, "Don't worry, I still have everything."

It was already an hour after the two of them finished discussing the matter, and after Akaboshi left, the air became much quieter.

After a while, Zuo Chen made a call.

At nine o'clock in the middle of the night, the phone rang, and He Zhou answered the call instantly.

Zuo Chen leaned on the chair, no emotion could be seen in his black eyes, "You should investigate the Song family recently, especially Jianghuainan and Song's parents, the more detailed the better,"

"The Song family?" He Zhou was a little surprised, but he didn't ask.

The first rule of being a secretary is to obey orders without asking why.

"En." Zuo Chen repeated in a good mood, "This matter is kept secret, the more details the better, and as soon as there is a result, tell me immediately."

He Zhou swallowed anxiously, "What if Madam finds out?"

Zuo Chen was silent, and glanced outside the study room out of the corner of his eyes, but saw no one, "Continue to investigate, if something happens, I will take care of it."

"Yes."

He Zhou was full of doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask. After all, the boss's business had nothing to do with him, so he just followed suit.

After hanging up the phone, the study became silent again, and one could hear the quiet dropping of a needle.

The man under the house lamp had dark eyes, thinking about something.

Looking at the current situation, it is quite interesting. How many things does the Song family have that he doesn't know?
According to Song Qingran's temperament, I'm afraid that the matter of her and him in the hotel that night was deliberately arranged by someone, otherwise how could it be such a coincidence?

It seems that some are going backwards according to a certain plan.

There are too many interests involved and too many people involved.

His fingers suddenly touched something cold, and the obsidian on his wrist looked a little crystal clear under the light.

The man's white and slender fingers flicked over the beads and fell silent.

Zuo Chen looked down at the new things he got today, and an unknown emotion surged into his heart instantly.

For so many years, I have been used to being alone, but in the dead of night, I suddenly want to see her, especially when I see her smile, and my mood will get better for no reason.

Thinking about all the things before, Zuo Chen had to admit that even if he was unwilling, what was inexplicable was that the masters of this string of masters had brought him many surprises, many of which he could not have imagined, and even sometimes, he had chaos. A moment of distraction.

It's all about her.

Zuo Chen clenched the somewhat cold bracelet on his wrist, no matter what, Song Qingran was sure.

-

Zuo Chen got home on time and on time every day for the past two days, and even stayed at home to rest on weekends.

It just so happened that Song Qingran was also at home on vacation, she woke up naturally after sleeping, and went downstairs after washing to find Zuo Chen sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper, even wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

Song Qingran blinked, and in the early morning, Zuo Chen unexpectedly gave her a critical attack on her profile, with a hint of abstinence.

"Are you awake?" Zuo Chen shook the newspaper and asked without looking back.

"Well," Song Qingran nodded, belatedly remembering that he couldn't see, so he had to answer, "Wake up, why didn't you go to work today?"

And, what about the aunt who cooks?Is she hungry?

Song Qingran rubbed his stomach, and then let out a very inappropriate "scream," Song Qingran's face turned red.

Zuo Chen turned around when he heard the voice, with a smile on his face, he reached out to take off his glasses, put down the newspaper and stood up.

"Madam Zuo, are you hungry?"

Song Qingran nodded embarrassedly, "Auntie didn't come today?"

"No, I gave her a vacation." Zuo Chen said with a look of reason, "Students have a vacation, workers also have a vacation, and capitalists also have a vacation today. Now you know why I am at home."

Song Qingran knew that Zuo Chen was answering her previous question.

I belatedly remembered that today is the weekend, an international rest day.

"Then are you hungry? I'll cook for you?" Song Qingran is actually pretty good at cooking, even though she is alone at home on weekdays, she really doesn't want to do it, but today Zuo Chen is here, so she can't starve others, so could she take the initiative? Offer to cook.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Chen shook his head, "Don't bother Mrs. Zuo, I will take you out to eat today."

"Huh?" Song Qingran looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Are you so free today?"

"It's not idle, Mrs. Zuo," Zuo Chen said with a smile, "We've been arguing for so many days, and it's already aggrieved that we can't take a honeymoon vacation with great fanfare. I must find time to make an appointment with Mrs. Zuo."

The word "date" made Song Qingran's face turn red and her heart beat faster.

"So, is this our...date today?"

"Yes," Zuo Chen nodded, "Is Mrs. Zuo willing?"

Song Qingran lowered his head and smiled, noncommittal, just said softly "I'm hungry".

Zuo Chen was amused by her, and stroked her head reassuringly.

Song Qingran ran away and went upstairs to change clothes.

According to Zuo Chen's original plan, he originally took her to the shopping mall under the name of Huayang International Group, but Song Qingran was just hungry, so Zuo Chen decided to take her to eat first.

Song Qingran looked at his watch, it was past nine o'clock, and now that he had breakfast, he would have no time for lunch, so he discussed with Zuo Chen to buy something to make do, and wait until noon to eat delicious food.

"It seems that Mrs. Zuo already has something she wants to eat?"

Zuo Chen saw Song Qingran's half-closed eyes, which shone as if they had gathered light.

Song Qingran smiled flatteringly, "Are you okay?"

"Okay, tell me, where are you going?" His intuition told him that it wasn't an "ordinary" place, otherwise it wouldn't be the look in his eyes.

Sure enough, Song Qingran let him drive the car to the old town.

That area is still the same as it was before it was developed, the houses and buildings are all old, the streets are narrow, and the time after nine o'clock is the most intense time for street vendors to yell.

Zuo Chen's scalp tingled for a while, "Why do you remember going to that place?"

Song Qingran shrank his head, and explained: "There is a store with egg-filled biscuits that tastes really delicious, I'm so hungry..."

The last three words were elongated by Song Qingran, and Zuo Chen felt a little coquettish when he heard them.

Can this still be refused?

So Zuo Chen had no choice but to bite the bullet and drive the car to the old city, shuttling between the narrow streets and a group of old men and women.