Marriage at first thought: the black-bellied president is super painful

Song Yang didn't answer her question, but just stared at the road ahead in silence.

He was jealous, but it doesn't matter if he admits it or not.

After today, it is still that [-] who is by Zhong Ying's side, not his [-].

All he can give her is tonight.

Zhong Ying squinted her eyes and looked at him, "Why don't you talk? Are you jealous? And just now when someone confessed to me, why didn't you avoid it and insist on being a light bulb?"

She stared closely at Song Yang's side face, but his expression remained calm.

When the car stopped at the intersection to give way to pedestrians, he put one hand on the steering wheel, and suddenly the other hand came over, patted the back of her hand, and then took a deep look at her.

Everything he wanted to say seemed to be in this look.

Pedestrians crossed the zebra crossing, and Song Yang continued to drive forward.

Zhong Ying gently stroked the back of her hand with the other hand, her heart clenched together.

She guessed right, Song Yang's thoughts towards her were different from before, the ambiguity that flowed between them was not her imagination, it was real.

But he showed regretful eyes just now, why?

Zhong Ying didn't want to play this kind of probing game anymore, she wanted to ask this guy what he meant, so she cleared her throat.

But just as she was about to speak, Song Yang spoke first.

"I have to go to Lille tomorrow. There is a bank over there that can help me solve the capital turnover problem of overseas companies. I'm done with work in Lille, and I won't be able to come back for the time being. There are other things waiting."

He paused and glanced at her: "We will meet again, maybe after the Spring Festival."

Zhong Ying pursed her lips. If it was the Spring Festival, half a year would have passed.

"Come back after the Spring Festival, do you still want to go?"

"Go, of course you have to go, most of the industries are abroad."

"Aren't you going to open up the domestic market? The domestic market has great potential."

Zhong Ying knew that he only had a cultural media company in China, and the others were abroad, and those were also his main assets.

Song Yang smiled, and said that of course he wanted to. Now that the overseas development environment has deteriorated, he has already planned to transfer the industry to China.But Ruth walked step by step, the most important thing for him right now was to survive.

However, even if they come back in the future, they should go to Beicheng to develop.

And Zhong Ying developed in the Jiangcheng area.

The two fell silent.

He couldn't come back, and she didn't have time to go out. Even if he came back, there were thousands of kilometers between them.

But for two people who are so busy, they still want a moment of tenderness and companionship. You can never have both!

It's because they are too greedy.

"What time is the flight tomorrow?" Zhong Ying asked sullenly.

"Nine o'clock."

Zhong Ying half-jokingly said: "Can't you refund the ticket this time?"

He also smiled: "I can't retreat anymore."

Zhong Ying stroked the back of her hand again, where he patted it just now, "But there's still tonight, isn't it?"

He nodded: "So I seized the tail of the vacation, and you also take advantage of the business trip to be lazy, let's listen to a concert and relax."

Zhong Ying also cheered up: "Then don't think about anything else, let's have a good day first!"

Song Yang smiled, spread his right hand, Zhong Ying pursed his lower lip, and put his hand into his palm.

The two crossed their fingers and shook each other tightly.

He still needs to drive, and the two held hands together for a moment, then separated.

Then all the way without a word, to the theater.

The second half has already begun, but between tracks, one can enter.

So after waiting for the last song to end, the two, led by the theater staff, came to the front row seats reserved for them by Lin Zihang.

Lin Zihang was sitting two seats away from them.

Seeing them coming, Lin Zihang nodded in greeting, without exchanging pleasantries, because the next song has already started.

As the high-spirited and cheerful music sounded, Zhong Ying and Song Yang's fingers touched each other quietly, and finally intertwined.

Even if there is only a moment of warmth, Zhong Ying seems to have experienced the whole spring.

It's been a long time since I've experienced this feeling...

After this track ended, there was a classical guitar solo performed by Tang Xin, the special guest of the concert and the fiancée of Lin's president.

Song Yang leaned over to Zhong Ying and told her in a low voice that Tang Xin had often participated in concerts in the past two years, and Lin Zihang was there for every concert. Sometimes he even paid his own money to sponsor the orchestra to hold concerts.

And every time Tang Xin finishes his performance, he must be the first one to give flowers on stage.

It seemed that he was afraid that others would not know that this delicate and clean girl belonged to him.

Song Yang also said that these two people usually spend almost 24 hours together, and they never get tired of it.

Zhong Ying was very confused and asked, "Does he not have to work?"

Being together 24 hours a day, spending so much energy on dating, how can there be time to run a company?

"Tang Xin is his assistant, so the two can fall in love and work well."

Zhong Ying immediately jokingly said: "Then if I want to fall in love, it seems that I really have to consider Ling Yao."

Song Yang squeezed her finger hard, and Zhong Ying felt the pain, so he hit him with his free hand, "Why did you pinch her finger so hard, it hurts like hell!"

"Remind you, don't be a scumbag."

"Why am I such a scumbag?"

"You don't like Ling Yao, and you still want to fall in love with him. If you are not sincere, it is obvious that you are using his feelings to meet your personal needs."

Seeing his sour expression, Zhong Ying couldn't help but continue to be angry with him: "Emotions can be cultivated. I didn't like it before, but it doesn't mean I won't like it in the future."

The mouth was full of addiction, and the result was that the fingers were pinched again.

The two were interacting intimately here, and they didn't even notice that a photographer standing in the aisle taking pictures quietly pointed the camera at the two of them.

The photographer was invited to take photos of the scene, and he is an entertainment reporter.

Photographers from other magazines and newspapers were filming with him.

As soon as those people saw him taking pictures of the auditorium, they said, "A few pictures are enough to take pictures of the audience. You don't need to be so careful."

The photographer said, that's not an ordinary audience, it's the female president of the Zhong Group.

This female president has her own traffic and popularity, so filming her private life is sure to be popular.

Two days ago, there was a special hit news, it was about Zhong Ying.

At the time, a paparazzi reporter was waiting for them in the underground parking lot and secretly filmed her and a man visiting the supermarket and then returning home together.

As soon as the news came out, someone found out that the man Zhong Ying came home with was named Song Yang, and he also had his own company. It was like chasing a drama, wanting to see what happened to the two of them.

I was lucky enough to meet these two people today, so I didn’t want to seize the opportunity, take a few more photos, and make a fuss about it.