Quick Travel: A max-level boss, chase your husband online

When Zhong Rong saw it, he couldn't help but rushed over and touched the car that had just been unloaded. His eyes were shining, "Sister, why did you suddenly buy such a car?"

"like or not?"

Sang Qingjiu casually signed the delivery person's order and asked him with a smile.

Zhong Rong nodded.

Of course he likes it!

The last time he went to a car show with Sang Qingjiu, he couldn't take his eyes off it and couldn't move his legs.

"nice! You love it."

Sang Qingjiu threw the car keys to him casually, "If you like it, it's yours."

Seeing the car keys flying over like a stream of light, Zhong Rong hurriedly caught it and looked back blankly, "S-give it to me?"

This car costs more than 10 million!

Can he really drive it?

"of course."

Sang Qingjiu walked over slowly and put his arms around his waist, "You watched this car for twenty minutes last time."

He just watched it for a while, and then she bought it for him?

Zhong Rong held the car key, his heart softened and his voice became sweet, "Sister~"

"Sister, you are so kind to me."

What moved him was not that Sang Qingjiu gave him an expensive gift.

But she really pays attention to herself and her preferences all the time!

What to do~

Really like!

Zhong Rong's eyes seemed to be shining brightly when he looked at Sang Qingjiu.

Sang Qingjiu chuckled, "Would you like to go out for a walk?"

"No, I'll accompany my sister."

Zhong Rong shook his head, "Sister has been busy lately, and I haven't been with you for a long time."

"Then blame me, blame me for neglecting you."

Sang Qingjiu teased him.

Since he wasn't going to drive out for a walk, Sang Qingjiu didn't want to go out after finishing his work, so the two of them lay down in the back garden and basked in the sun.

However, Sang Qingjiu's too many phone calls disturbed this peace.

"Ms. Sang, I am Fu Binsheng, the president of the Savings Bank's head office. Are you free recently? Our bank has prepared a copy for you..."

——These are the major banks.

In order to get Sang Qingjiu's hundreds of billions of gold, everyone took action, hoping to deposit the money in their own bank.

"Sister Sang, if you have time recently, come out for a drink! We will organize a game for you..."

——This is the sponsor who invested in Sang Qingjiu before Cheng Yue and others.

They wanted to ask Sang Qingjiu out for dinner and drinks. Firstly, they wanted to thank him for helping them make money. Secondly, they wanted to connect with each other, hug each other tightly, and hope to make another fortune.

"Mr. Sang, currently Ruihua Investment, Jinqian Investment, Ruiyun Private Equity... as well as SDIC, China Merchants... all want to form a bureau and discuss things with you."

——These are major invitations passed on by subordinates of the company.

Including major financial investment companies, private investors, secret chess players from various countries...

"Just say that I have something to do recently, so I have postponed the invitation to next week. If it is not necessary, let's talk about the company's matters next week."

After Sang Qingjiu finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Then she put the phone next to her.

After thinking about it, I took it over and turned it off.

"Sister~"

Zhong Rong looked at her and said, "You are so busy."

The calls came one after another. It seemed that money in the financial industry was not that easy to make.

"Ignore them, I have to spend time with my baby this week~"

Sang Qingjiu chuckled, playing with Zhong Rong's palm with one hand, and suddenly said: "Speaking of which, didn't you compose several more songs?"

"Hmm~ But I haven't written the lyrics yet, just the music."

"Play it for me."

"Okay."

Zhong Rong nodded and pointed upstairs, "Then wait a moment, I'll go upstairs."

Go upstairs?

Sang Qingjiu lay on the chair and looked at his leaving figure with some curiosity.

Soon, I saw the window of the piano room on the second floor being pushed open.

In the sunshine, the young boy sat elegantly in front of the piano, his fingertips jumping nimbly and briskly on the black and white keys like an elf.

Silky and beautiful tunes flowed from the open window of the piano room.

Full, passionate, obsessed...

His emotions were all integrated into this piece of music, and then flowed into Sang Qingjiu's ears.

The corners of Sang Qingjiu's lips curled up slightly, his eyes closed, and his fingertips tapped lightly on the armrests of the chair in time with the rhythm.

The breeze carries the fragrance of flowers to the tip of your nose.

Everything is so beautiful and comfortable.

A few minutes later, there was a brisk "boom".

Zhong Rong upstairs looked down at Sang Qingjiu, with obvious and pure love in his eyes.

Sang Qingjiu, who was downstairs, raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes deep and long, as if he were looking at a vibrant treasure held tightly in his palms.

"Sister, does it sound good?"

After a while, he walked to the window and asked loudly.

Sang Qingjiu didn't answer.

She got up from the recliner and walked quickly into the house towards the piano room.

Zhong Rong, who didn't get a response, pinched her fingertips and was a little worried that the music didn't please her.

"Baby~"

"Ok?"

Zhong Rong immediately turned around when he heard the sound, and smiled the moment he saw Sang Qingjiu, "Sister... um..."

Before he could say anything, Sang Qingjiu kissed him on the lips as he walked in quickly, making only a few nasal noises.

Slowly, unconsciously, he moved from the window to the piano.

His back was leaning against the hard piano, his neck raised a graceful arc in the light, and his palms rested on the piano surface.

Accidentally touching the keys——

"Ding dong~" Two sounds made him nervous.

"Sister~"

The two trembling words were the desire that grew from the bottom of his heart.

He looked straight at Sang Qingjiu, with a possessiveness deep in his eyes that he was not even aware of.

"My dear, your music is very nice. How about teaching it to me?"

Sang Qingjiu said meaningfully.

"Okay."

Zhong Rong wanted to get up from the piano, but Sang Qingjiu grabbed his hand and pressed his fingertips on the keys.

"sol!"

A heavy sound sounded in the piano room.

"What's the sound of this?"

Sang Qingjiu asked with a smile.

Zhong Rong had his back to the piano and couldn't see which keys he pressed, so he had to listen.

Fortunately, his skills are very good.

"It's sol."

"what about this?"

Sang Qingjiu pressed the button again with his hand.

"It's si."

"this?"

"re."

"Listen to this one again..."

"Yes do."

"bingo."

Sang Qingjiu kissed his raised Adam's apple and slowly moved down, "Since my dear has invited you, I will not accept it."

Invitation, what invitation?

Zhong Rong was in a daze after being kissed, and his mind was spinning...

do (do).

Do…

"Sister, I'm talking about roll call, not that..."

"What? I can't hear you."

Sang Qingjiu shook his head and pretended not to hear what he said. He was very deft in taking off his clothes.

Conveniently, she also closed the curtains.

There were no lights on in the room, so it instantly became dark.

Despite this, Sang Qingjiu could still clearly see Zhong Rong's increasingly red cheeks.

"I'm a very capable student. After studying, we'll go have lunch. It'll be quick~"

Sang Qingjiu coaxed softly.

Then all I heard was the intermittent sound of the piano coming from the room, mixed with a few trembling voices. The music was out of tune, but it made people blush and their hearts beat.