Getting married by grandma?Lord, he fell in a second

Song Xing also quickly said: "I won't come tomorrow, the company has too many people..."

Shang Yuqian interrupted her: "You also know that there are many people in the company, so you should know how many old ladies have eyes and ears in the company. Song Xingye, you promised me to cooperate with the acting."

Could it be that if you don't come over, you just don't cooperate with him?

"Okay, you go out first, we'll talk about it at night if we have anything to do."

Seeing Shang Yuqian's busy appearance, Song Xing didn't say anything.

When I went out, I almost bumped into a colleague from the secretary department.

Every time she goes out from here, her heart is about to jump out.

No, she must not frequent the president's office.

Otherwise, she is afraid that she will have a heart attack.

As soon as she sat down in her seat, Zhang Jiajia came over with her chair: "Xingye, tell me the truth, where did you go at noon? Why did you go out for so long?"

Song Xing also went out at noon for a full two hours.

When he came back, his face was flushed and he looked guilty, there must be something wrong with it.

Song Xing also said: "I just took a nap at noon."

"You lie, isn't your home in the south of the city? And I went back to the dormitory at noon, but you didn't go there either. You always said, did you go to meet your lover privately at noon?"

Song Xing also blushed even more: "Don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Jiajia looked determined: "It turns out that the person who noted your husband on your mobile phone is really not Secretary Zhou, Xingye, you are too good, you dare to chop Secretary Zhou's leg."

Song Xing also said angrily: "I've said it many times, I don't have that kind of relationship with Secretary Zhou."

Zhang Jiajia said, "I won't tell Secretary Zhou, what are you doing out of embarrassment?"

Song Xing was also speechless.

But Zhang Jiajia took the opportunity to blackmail: "But Xingye, I will keep a secret for you, and you have to promise me one condition, that is, you will be my backup dancer at the annual meeting."

Song Xing also looked up at her, just about to refuse.

Zhang Jiajia continued: "Otherwise, I will tell you about the fact that you are on two boats, and then you will not be able to stay here any longer~"

Zhang Jiajia deliberately used a playful tone, which seemed to be a joke.

But there is a sense of coercion everywhere in the words.

Song Xing also knew what she said was true.

Song Xing also didn't want to get entangled at this time, if it really got out and reached the old lady's ears, no matter if it was true or not, it would be a bad thing and it would hurt Secretary Zhou.

Seeing that Song Xingye was also silent, Zhang Jiajia hooked Song Xingye's arm: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your consent. Thank you, Xingye. Don't worry, I will keep your affairs to myself."

The busy afternoon passed again.

Because Shang Yuqian had a meeting, he asked the driver to take her back to Fengting Villa first.

Song Xing also said that she could take a taxi back by herself.

As a result, Shang Yuqian moved out the old lady again, saying that it was not safe for girls to take a taxi by themselves.

Song Xing had no choice but to call the driver Lao Zheng in advance and ask him to drive an ordinary car over.

Not long after, Lao Zheng came over and drove a Mercedes-Benz e300.

After getting in the car, Old Zheng joked, "Young Mistress, why are you so low-key? I searched all over the store, but I couldn't find a car that was less than a million dollars. In the end, I borrowed a scooter for grocery shopping from Mrs. Qin. You are really embarrassing me."

Song Xing also smiled embarrassingly.

But she has already made up her mind at this time, she must have a showdown with the president at night, she doesn't want to pick him up, don't go to his office to eat or sleep, and it's best not to have any contact in the company.

It's a pity that Shang Yuqian has an important dinner party at night, so she doesn't have to wait for him to eat.

When Shang Yuqian came back, Song Xing had already taken a nap.

She heard the sound of parking in the yard, so she got up and took a look.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, Song Xing also saw Shang Yuqian get out of the car.

When he got out of the car, he looked a little different from usual, and Lao Zheng came to help him.

But he waved his hand and let Lao Zheng go first.

He stood outside in the wind for a while, then suddenly looked towards Song Xingye's room.

There was no light in her room, so it should be pitch black from the outside.

Although he knew it well, Shang Yuqian couldn't see himself at all.

But at that second, Song Xingye's heart still missed a beat.

For Shang Yuqian, Song Xing also has complicated feelings.

Although she was ignorant when she was young, Mrs. Yu and the others instilled in her the idea that when she grows up, she will marry Shang Yuqian as a daughter-in-law.

She also believed in it in the first few years.

She knew that she was the kind of child bride-in-law in TV dramas.

On the way of growing up, Shang Yuqian has always been like an elder, the sense of alienation from above made her soberly realize that she and this man are not in the same world at all.

She also knew that Shang Yuqian had absolutely no affection for her. Maybe to him, she was just a high-end pet who accompanied the old lady.

But no matter what, she had secretly fantasized about what it would be like to become his wife if she married him.

In those few years, she actually liked him secretly.

"Song Xingye, wake up, you are already divorced."

Song Xing also reminded himself that he put away his little restless thoughts in time.

Song Xing was also standing in front of the door, and he didn't hear the sound of the door opening on the other side for a long time.

Why hasn't Shang Yuqian come up for so long?

In the end, Song Xing still opened the door and planned to go down to have a look.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he reached the stairs, he bumped into Shang Yuqian who had just come up.

His forehead just hit his chin, and Song Xing also cried out in pain.

She looked up and met the man's deep black eyes.

"Why don't you sleep so late?"

The man's deep voice floated over Song Xingye's head.

Before Song Xing could speak, the man asked again, "Are you waiting for me?"

Song Xing also quickly said: "No, I'm hungry, I'm out looking for something to eat."

Shang Yuqian: "..."

Song Xing also smelled the strong smell of alcohol, and couldn't help asking: "Have you been drinking?"

Shang Yuqian smiled: "I attended a reception tonight and drank a little."

Song Xing also felt that he must have drunk more than a little.

Because his voice was so gentle.

Song Xing also said: "I stewed white fungus and red dates soup tonight, to hangover, do you want to drink some?"

"it is good."

Shang Yuqian drank two bowls in a row.

Song Xing was also sitting next to him, looking at her with his chin resting, his eyes were watery, innocent and seductive.

Shang Yuqian felt that he couldn't stand this look.

In the past, he didn't take Song Xing too seriously, he just thought that the old lady liked it, and staying in the store was just a blessing to the tableware.

As for being her daughter-in-law, he found it even more ridiculous and boring.

What age is this, the old lady still wants to arrange a marriage, and she is still a baby who hasn't grown up yet.

From childhood to adulthood, he only regarded her as a milk doll.

I even remember the little girl with braids, eating lollipops and watching cartoons.

When did it grow so big?

It seems like a momentary thing.

"Don't look at me like that." Shang Yuqian's voice was a little hoarse