After a hidden marriage with the president

Mu Yi felt guilty: "Song Qingran, don't spit on others. Yiran is your best friend. You introduced us to each other at the beginning, but now you are talking about what we have."

Song Qingran sneered, and didn't want to say anything more: "Oh, then it's my fault that I got to know you pair of scumbags and scumbags blindly, and I won't do it in the future."

"Qingran you..." Mu Yiran wanted to say something, but Song Qingran didn't give him a chance to speak, and looked at Su Yiran: "Su Yiran, thank you for letting me recognize some people."

After finishing speaking, he walked over to them with the packed manuscript and walked out without even giving them an extra look.

Mu Yiran's face turned red, and his complexion was very bad. Hearing the whispers of the crowd, Su Yiran was very embarrassed. She tugged on Mu Yili's sleeve: "Brother Yi, what?"

Mu Yihei remained silent.

The crowd gradually dispersed, Su Yiran pulled his clothes again, mustered up the courage to say: "Brother Yi, let's be together."

Mu Yi was stunned: "Yiran, what did you say?"

Su Yiran raised her eyes, there were still wet tears in the corners of her eyes, and she looked at Mu Yiyi firmly: "I said, let's be together."
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Song Qingran was in a good mood. When she left the school gate, she saw Zuo Chen waving to her, and walked over: "What's the matter?"

Because of being in a good mood, the corners of Song Qingran's mouth naturally turned up, looking very peaceful.

Zuo Chen smiled: "Why, can't you come if you have nothing to do?"

Song Qingran blushed, and muttered softly: "Not really."

"Hungry, let's go and eat."

Song Qingran rubbed his stomach, got up early in the morning, didn't even bother to eat, and was indeed a little hungry: "Let's go."

In the car, Song Qingran was a little tired, resting his head against the window, while Zuo Chen next to him looked at her sleeping face and twitched his mouth.

The car stopped, Song Qingran opened his eyes, it was still Yun Shang.

Zuo Chen got out of the car, opened the door for her, and protected her head.

The waiter at the door respectfully said, "Mrs. Zuo."

Song Qingran blushed, and responded uncomfortably.

All of this was so sudden, in less than two days, she married herself to this man whom she had never met before. She couldn't believe that she did it by herself before.

After receiving the menu from Zuo Chen, she ordered a few favorite dishes, all of which were Chinese food.

When the dishes came, Zuo Chen looked at her, she was eating very elegantly.

Sensing the gaze beside her, she raised her head and met his eyes. She was a little embarrassed: "What's the matter?"

Zuo Chen smiled slightly: "It's nothing."

silence.

After a while, Zuo Chen said, "Mrs. Zuo, do you want to think about moving here and living with us?"

Song Qingran raised his head suddenly: "What?"

She wondered if she had heard wrong, to live at his house?

Zuo Chen stared at her with deep eyes, and repeated every single word.

"I said, do you want to think about it and live with me, after all, we are a legal couple now."

Song Qingran's limbs were a little stiff, she blinked, and said after a while: "I think we are not very familiar with each other, why don't we wait a little longer?"

The main reason is that Song Qingran has always felt that she can't do such a thing as a flash marriage, and now that she has received the certificate all of a sudden, won't she have to settle down quietly for a few days?
"Mrs. Zuo, you also said that we are not very familiar with each other now, so if we live together, won't we get to know each other faster?"

Zuo Chen folded his hands on the table, and the watch on his wrist reflected some fragmented light.

Song Qingran stared at those lights erratically, hesitatingly said: "Actually, I think, the two of us are actually getting what we need, you don't have to take it so seriously..."

Song Qingran's words were a little guilty, she could see that Zuo Chen was kind to her, but she really didn't want to live with him yet!

Unexpectedly, Zuo Chen was not angry, and thoughtfully brought her some of her favorite dishes, and said slowly: "Your ex-fiancé won't just let it go like this, he knows the address of your house, in case What if he goes to your house to look for you in the middle of the night? I will be very worried about Mrs. Zuo. "

Song Qingran was stunned for a moment.

Mu Yili is indeed a troublesome person. Based on Song Qingran's understanding of him, Mu Yili has a good face. Today, she made him unable to step down in front of so many classmates. He must have a grudge in his heart. It's okay to stay with Zuo Chen for a while.

Zuo Chen saw that she seemed to be a little loose, and continued to ask: "Are you okay?"

Song Qingran's ears felt hot from the sound of his ending, and he nodded in response in a daze.

The next meal was in a fog, and Song Qingran didn't regain his senses until he got in the car with Zuo Chen to go home.

She pulled on her seat belt and bit her lip, feeling really uncomfortable.

Why did you agree on the spur of the moment!
How can I sleep tonight!Share the same bed? !
The not-too-long distance along the way made Song Qingran tormented to the core. Her heart pounded non-stop all the way, and she was still uneasy even when she got off the car.

Zuo Chen's family is in the villa area of ​​Qianwan. Song Qingran heard before that this area is full of wealthy people, and the scenery is very beautiful.

But just now she was so nervous that she just cared about the surrounding scenery, and now she stopped to look around, the night view of Qianwan is really charming.

Zuo Chen drove the car directly to the yard, and after getting out of the car, a servant took over and drove the car to the garage.

Song Qingran followed Zuo Chen into the house, and all the sound of the wind and waves was blocked outside the door.

Zuo Chen took off his coat. There were three or four servants in the huge room. When they saw Song Qingran, they all greeted her respectfully: "Hello, Mrs. Zuo."

Song Qingran hurriedly replied, "Hello."

She has a gentle and humble attitude, and there is a little tension between her manners. She looks a little cute, and the servants like her very much.
Zuo Chen handed her some desserts and tea brought by the servant, "Would you like some?"

"No," Song Qingran waved his hand to refuse, "No need, thank you, I'm quite full tonight."

Zuo Chen could see that she was still a little nervous, so he chuckled lightly and asked the servant to put away the things.

He went up and grabbed Song Qingran's wrist, and Song Qingran struggled a few times unnaturally.She didn't move without breaking free, and followed Zuo Chen to sit down on the sofa stiffly.

"Relax," Zuo Chen said softly, "You sleep in the master bedroom first tonight, I've already had someone clean it up."

"What about you?" Song Qingran subconsciously blurted out.

Zuo Chen chuckled, "What? Could it be that I misunderstood, Mrs. Zuo actually doesn't want to stay alone in the empty room, but wants to share the bed with me?"

Song Qingran's face was hot, and the part of her wrist that was pulled by Zuo Chen seemed to be on fire. She murmured like a mosquito: "Thank you, Mr. Zuo, for your understanding."

The smile on Zuo Chen's face became more and more obvious, "It's getting late, you should wash up and sleep quickly."

Song Qingran nodded, and went down to the master bedroom under the leadership of the servant.

Although Zuo Chen didn't answer her question until the end, Song Qingran knew that Zuo Chen respected her opinion, and probably wouldn't enter her room tonight.

She didn't know why she believed in this man who hadn't been with him for a few days, but she always felt that Zuo Chen had an inexplicable and convincing feeling.

Song Qingran had a good night's sleep without dreams, woke up the next morning, went downstairs after washing up and found that Zuo Chen was already sitting at the dining table.

"Good morning, Mr. Zuo."

"Good morning, Mrs. Zuo."

After one night, Song Qingran was already used to being called "Mrs. Zuo". She sat down beside Zuo Chen, and the servant immediately set out the tableware and food for her.

Zuo's family style is very good, Zuo Chen doesn't look at his phone and doesn't talk when eating, even Song Qingran is infected and concentrates on eating.

After Zuo Chen finished eating, Song Qingran looked up at him, "Are you going to work?"

"Yes. Is Mrs. Zuo reluctant to part with me?" Zuo Chen joked.

Seeing Song Qingran turning his head away in embarrassment, he didn't tease her, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, I sent someone to help you carry your luggage back yesterday, and left it there."

Song Qingran followed his hand and found three or four suitcases and some cardboard boxes in the corner of the hall. She thanked Zuo Chen, and then saw Zuo Chen handing her a bunch of keys.

"Here are all the keys in this house, and I will hand them over to you now. My company is sometimes very busy and I am not often at home. You don't have to be too cautious. It is like being in your own home. Do whatever you want. Of course, You are free to spend as much time as you want."

Song Qingran was a little moved, she nodded, "Okay."

Zuo Chen rubbed her head in satisfaction, then suddenly leaned down, and whispered in her ear: "Now, can I trouble Mrs. Zuo to tie my tie?"

Song Qingran blushed uncontrollably, took the tie and stood up.

This is the first time for Song Qingran to wear a tie for someone. Before, she only saw her mother tie a tie for her father. Every time she would watch from the side, because at that time, her father, who was a head taller than her mother, looked down at her mother with love in his eyes. meaning.

And the mother's movements are gentle, and every turn is full of love.

Song Qingran tied a tie for Zuo Chen according to her mother's style in memory. Although her mood was different from that of her mother at that time, she still tied him a delicate Windsor knot very carefully.

"Is it the first time?" Zuo Chen asked.

Song Qingran looked at him suspiciously, "Well, how do you know?"

"Your hands are shaking." Zuo Chen pointed it out mercilessly.

Song Qingran paused for a moment, "Sorry, I'm a little nervous."

Zuo Chen has been looking down at her, his thick eyelashes fluctuating up and down, making his heart itch.

"It's okay, the first time was very good, thank you, Mrs. Zuo."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Chen printed a polite kiss on her forehead.

Song Qingran was still in a daze when he heard Zuo Chen's laughing voice, "I'm off to work, goodbye."

Song Qingran replied in a daze, "Goodbye."

She stood at the door for a long time, and she didn't recover until she heard the servant calling her.

Song Qingran raised his hand and touched the place on his forehead that Zuo Chen had kissed. He didn't hate it in his heart, but felt warm instead.

Many people said that the president of Huayang International Group was young and promising, but he was ruthless and had a bad temper, but Song Qingran knew him, he was clearly a gentleman with a gentlemanly demeanor.