Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

Shen Xiangzhi has become different, which makes Song Qingtian feel both pleasantly surprised and a little uneasy.For him to make such a big concession, he must have gone through a lot of suffering in his heart.He was so insecure, but he was willing to make concessions for her.

Song Qingtian suddenly wanted to cry, she, how could she have Shen Xiangzhi treat her like this.Thinking about it, I became more and more moved.She plunged into Shen Xiangzhi's arms suddenly, tears flowed out instantly, "Shen Xiangzhi, if you accommodate me like this, I will be spoiled by you."

"As long as you are willing, I will spoil you like this for the rest of my life." Shen Xiangzhi hugged Song Qingtian tightly, pouring all his thoughts these days into this sweet promise.

Song Qingtian cried even harder, but the tears she shed were tears of joy. She was moved, happy, excited, and even grateful for what was lost.

Shen Xiangzhi put his arms around Song Qingtian, the familiar body fragrance filled his breath, and his whole heart was at ease.

"Are you taking me to meet my father-in-law and mother-in-law now?" Shen Xiangzhi had a faint smile on his lips, and looked at Song Qingtian with eyes full of deep love.

Song Qingtian murmured softly, "I'm here, I'll see you if I don't see you." However, her heart was as sweet as a flower blooming, sweeping away the tired and hazy mood before.

"Get in the car."

After Shen Xiangzhi and Song Qingtian left, the crowd finally boiled up.Some people know Song Qingtian and some don’t. When they know Song Qingtian, they chatter and chatter, “Isn’t that the daughter of the Song family? I remember that her boyfriend was not like this before. Look, this person went to a big city It’s just different, you’ve got a rich husband so soon!”

"That's right, that car is enough to give Old Song a face."

"And that man is still very young and handsome."

"What's so rare, but is it just a rich second generation who gnaws at his father? What's so proud of finding a rich second generation?"

"How do you know that he is a rich second generation?"

"Driving a luxury car at such a young age is not a rich second generation."

When the neighbors were still discussing about Shen Xiangzhi, they had already arrived downstairs at Song Qingtian's house.

When going upstairs, Song Qingtian walked very slowly, as if climbing step by step.Shen Xiangzhi turned his head, raised his eyebrows, and said, "What's wrong? You don't want to take me to see my father-in-law?"

Song Qingtian scratched her head, looking a little embarrassed, "No, I told my parents today that you are busy and can't come, who would have thought that you came again suddenly, how should I tell them?"

"Is it okay to say I'm done?"

"Uh...yes...yes..."

Shen Xiangzhi looked at Song Qingtian's confused face, and the smile on his lips grew wider. He took two steps forward and suddenly stopped. She twitched twice and muttered, "What are you doing?"

Seeing her holding her nose, Shen Xiangzhi became nervous all of a sudden, and hurriedly stepped forward to check carefully, "Is it not hurt?"

He was too close, and his hot breath fell on Song Qingtian's face.Song Qingtian's heart tightened, as if some part of her body was ready to move.

She retreated hastily, with her head down, her face blushing a little.

Seeing her like this, Shen Xiangzhi knew that she must be thinking about some impure things in her mind, and the smile on her face could hardly be hidden, so he simply laughed, and he leaned closer to Song Qingtian's ear, "I just want to tell you , your pajamas are ugly."

Song Qingtian: ...