After a hidden marriage with the president

For several days in succession, Song Qingran was busy learning jewelry design from Liu Yansong at school, and couldn't separate himself from thinking about it.

Her talent is vividly displayed in jewelry design. Every design idea and idea seems to be unconstrained, and every time it can surprise outsiders just right. Even Liu Yansong, who has always been picky and has a vicious vision, is a little impressed by her designs.

It's rare to have such a demeanor at such a young age.

And Zuo Chen stayed in the company all the time, neither of them knew what they were busy with, they seldom made phone calls, and Zuo Chen seldom went home, most of them rested in the company.

He Zhou wanted to cry but had no tears.

Because of the cold war between these two people, he had to work overtime for several days for no reason!

Seeing his president in a daze again and again at the meeting, He Zhou was a little helpless, pointing to the bottom of a certain document, "President, you signed the wrong one, it was signed in the name of your wife."

Party A: Song Qingran.

Zuo Chen: "."

He Zhou didn't understand, since he missed him, why didn't he clear up the misunderstanding?

He asked this question once, and after receiving the "reward" of halving his salary after talking too much, he never spoke again.

Slowly, He Zhou couldn't stand it anymore, and drove away while he was off work.

As Song Qingran was walking, he heard someone calling himself behind him.

It is Hezhou.

He ran over with strides, "Ma'am, if you are free, let's talk?"

Inside the cafe.

Song Qingran stirred the coffee in his cup, feeling an indescribable feeling in his heart.

His assistant couldn't stand it and wanted to speak up for him. Fortunately, he didn't even make a phone call!

"Madam, the president really cares about you, even the documents can be signed in your name, don't you believe me even if you don't believe him?" He Zhou smiled, "You may not know, but I can assure you that the president did not I told you that he has his own reasons, not what you think, even if he uses me, he will not treat you as a pawn, so please forgive him, he has had a miserable life these days. "

He Zhou tried his best to create an image of Zuo Chen as a good man who was heartbroken because of the quarrel, Song Qingran just raised his eyes: "He Zhou, you don't understand the things between the two of us, I know my own thoughts in my heart, and I understand many things , I'm just waiting, waiting for him to come and explain to me in person."

All she wanted was an explanation from him, a word.

After hearing Song Qingran's words, He Zhou understood a lot in his heart.

After he bid farewell to Song Qingran, he returned to Huayang. He Zhou waited downstairs for a long time. After almost all the employees in the group got off work, He Zhou went upstairs to Zuo Chen's office.

"Tuk-tuk-"

The knock on the door was especially loud in the empty corridor.

"Come in."

After Zuo Chen's voice fell, He Zhou opened the door and went in.

If he remembers correctly, the president has been living in the office for several days.

"Isn't everyone off work? Why are you still here?" Zuo Chen pinched his brows, his eyes looked a little tired.

He Zhou hesitated for a moment, and said, "Today, I went to school to find my wife."

"..." Zuo Chen froze for a moment, frowned, and said with some dissatisfaction: "What are you looking for her for? She hasn't recovered yet..."

Zuo Chen probably knew why He Zhou was looking for Song Qingran, but he didn't dare to look for it himself, so there was no reason for others to look for him.

He Zhou said: "You don't know how intimidating it is to pull a face all day long. The employees in the company are almost stunned by you, and their work efficiency is not high. If you don't dare to explain yourself, I will help you." .”

He Zhou didn't dare to say that Song Qingran was a bit reticent.

In that case, Zuo Chen would die of grief, and it would be the migrant workers who would suffer.

After He Zhou finished speaking, Zuo Chen's originally frowning brows were a little relaxed, and there was still some expectation in his eyes.

"Did she... say anything?" Zuo Chen asked cautiously.

He Zhou curled his lips in disdain, he was going to scold him just now!
In the end...a serious face that couldn't last a second!
"Madam said, she is waiting for you at home."

Wait for you to go back and explain to her, CEO!

He Zhou deliberately omitted the second half of the sentence.

He understood Song Qingran's meaning. In fact, she knew that Zuo Chen was innocent, but what she couldn't let go of was that Zuo Chen refused to show up to explain to her after the accident.

Now that Hezhou is giving him this opportunity, it depends on whether Zuo Chen can grasp it well.

Zuo Chen's eyes lit up for a moment, and the decadent aura of the past few days suddenly disappeared, "Did she really say that?"

"Hmm, yes, that's right."

Hezhou prayed to the sky, what he said was a white lie, don't be struck by lightning!
Zuo Chen was obviously a little excited, so much so that he ignored He Zhou's nervousness.

He grabbed the coat on the chair, rushed into the lounge, and looked in the mirror for a long time to see if there was anything wrong.

He Zhou, "..." I didn't see it!

"Hey! Brother Chen, you are enough..."

"Shut up!" Zuo Chen glared at him, "You know nothing."

"..."

Okay, He Zhou shut up, it's because he doesn't understand the anger of married men!

The mission in Hezhou was completed, and he slipped away while Zuo Chen was not paying attention.

When he comes home and finds out that's not the case, then he's done.

Zuo Chen drove home happily, and on the way he turned to a roadside stall in the old town to buy the egg-filled biscuits that Song Qingran ate last time.

He was wearing a famous brand in a suit and leather shoes, and he was driving a luxury car. The handsome man stood in line to buy pancakes, causing a group of young girls to watch, and all of them took pictures with their mobile phones, which helped the stall attract many customers.

In the end, the boss didn't take any money when he gave him the cakes, and said with a smile, "Young man will come here often in the future."

Zuo Chen, "..."

Come on!Absolutely no next time!
With a dark face, Zuo Chen returned to Qianwan with the steaming pancakes.

Zuo Chen put the car in the garage, and then lingered at the door of the house for a long time. After making enough mental preparations, he pressed the password to open the door.

The room was pitch dark, Zuo Chen was a little puzzled, did he go out clearly?

its not right!
Didn't He Zhou say that Qingran was waiting for him at home?How could you go out!
Zuo Chen put down the pancakes, went to the bedroom on the second floor, and vaguely saw a faint light coming from Song Qingran's room.

He walked over and listened to the door for a while, but there was no sound.

Shouldn't he be asleep?

Zuo Chen looked at his watch, it was not yet eight o'clock, didn't he promise to wait for him?

A surge of anger welled up in his chest, and all the anger accumulated in the old town when he was watched in line all appeared at once.

His face was getting darker and darker, and the surrounding air pressure was getting lower and lower.

He was about to knock on the door when the door was suddenly opened from the inside.

Song Qingran was wearing pajamas, with a round collar showing her slender collarbone. She must have just taken a shower, and her hair was still dripping with water.

She stood there, staring blankly at Zuo Chen.

The moment their eyes met, the two of them looked at each other speechlessly.

After a while, Song Qingran cleared his throat, "Let's talk, Mr. Zuo."

Zuo Chen's heart turned cold, and his address changed. He must be angry. Hezhou, a big liar, must have lied to him.

But now he has no way out, he can only follow Song Qingran downstairs.

There was still an aroma of egg-filled biscuits in the living room, and Song Qingran could smell it even standing at the stairs, but when she went downstairs and saw the things on the table, her heart suddenly ached.

"Did you bring it back?"

Who else but him!It can't be the aunt who cooks.

Zuo Chen responded in a low voice.

Song Qingran turned on the light and sat on the sofa, "Thank you, I still remember what I like."

Zuo Chen was speechless for a moment, and sat down on another sofa, his movements were a little stiff.

"Let's talk about it, we can't always avoid problems." Song Qingran didn't beat around the bush with him, and got straight to the point.

Zuo Chen had no right to refuse, so he could only sit down.

"I guess Mr. He tricked you back?" Song Qingran was not stupid. He Zhou came to him during the day, and Zuo Chen came back at night. The moment he opened the door, there was still some disappointment and suppressed anger in his eyes.

Song Qingran could guess with a little brainpower that it was He Zhou who lied to Zuo Chen, that's why he came back.

As for how to cheat, it doesn't matter.

Zuo Chen was noncommittal, crossed his legs, and put his hands on his knees, in a seemingly relaxed posture, but in fact his whole body was tense.

Song Qingran looked at the things on the table, and the aroma lingering at the tip of her nose was indeed alluring. She sniffed and said softly, "Aren't you willing to tell? Are you so afraid of others knowing about your condition?"

Zuo Chen's body froze, and the hands on his knees suddenly clenched into fists.

The air condensed for nearly half a minute, just when Song Qingran thought he would not speak and was about to give up, Zuo Chen suddenly started talking.

"I have had this disease since I was born. My grandma said it was because my dad offended someone when he was doing business, and that person hired a wizard to put a curse on me when I was still in the womb. It caused me to have seizures every month after I was born. Once, you have to drink blood to get better."

His voice was very soft, which seemed particularly abrupt in the silent hall.

Song Qingran listened quietly, the narration was obviously ordinary, but her heart throbbed with pain.

Suddenly I don't want to fight with him anymore, what should I do if I want to hug him?
After a while, Song Qingran touched his aching chest, and said: "When I was arrested, I really wanted to see you, but I was afraid that you meant the same thing? So I asked grandma, if she does this, she is not afraid of you." Do you know how sad it is?"

"Grandma said that this was her own idea, and it had nothing to do with you. I knew then that you were right."

Zuo Chen suddenly looked up at her, his eyes were shining brightly in the dark night.

Zuo Chen's heart felt warm, and suddenly he didn't know what to say.

Song Qingran continued: "Later, when I saw you coming to save me, I was so happy. I want to tell you when I wake up, it looks so good to see you running to save me."

When she laughed, two small dimples appeared on her face, like a deep whirlpool that attracted him.

"However, when I woke up and you didn't talk about the cause of your illness, I felt excluded. Brother Chen, although our marriage is based on a purpose, there should be some love between us." To be honest, I will help you share some things, instead of relying on you blindly, you know?"

Zuo Chen understood, he nodded, and said in a deep voice: "I know Qingran, from now on, it won't happen."

Song Qingran's smile widened, and he took the egg-filled biscuits on the table, "Then I won't be polite, I just happened to be hungry too."

"Okay." Zuo Chen also smiled, the gloom accumulated for many days finally dissipated.

-

Zuo Chen took Song Qingran back to the old house on a weekend because he couldn't stand Aunt Zhong's persuasion.

The old lady did not behave properly, but she was her own grandmother. Zuo Chen could deal with the monk and Shen Lun, but he couldn't deal with the old lady. He could only let her stay at home and not go see her himself.

But Aunt Zhong called him several times and asked him to go back to meet the old lady, saying that she was not in a good condition.

So Zuo Chen came.

The old lady is really bad.

Originally, her health was not good when she was old, but after the last time, the old lady became even worse.

When Zuo Chen saw her, her eyes were cloudy and lifeless, and she was sitting on the balcony wearing a cloak, as if she had aged ten years again.

"Grandma, I'm here." Zuo Chen called her, but the old lady remained silent.

After a long time, she turned around mechanically, her cloudy eyes suddenly turned red, and tears flowed out.

"Chen'er, you are finally willing to come and see me, Chen'er—" The old lady staggered forward, Zuo Chen stretched out his hand to catch her, and helped her onto the sofa by the shoulders.

Aunt Zhong watched from the side for a while, and withdrew without her having anything to do.

Song Qingran didn't go forward, but followed behind Zuo Chen.

The old lady was sitting on the sofa, holding Zuo Chen's hand tightly, and suddenly saw Song Qingran, her pupils shrank.