I'm finally divorced

Song Qingzhou hung up the phone, and was angry in front of him, and a little bit wronged, like a little milk cat who was bullied.

"Want to go back?"

"Yeah!" He nodded.

"I'll take you back."

On the way to Song's house, Song Qingzhou explained his situation to Xie Xun, and also mentioned the father and son of the Lu family who had been with him all the time.

After going back this time, Song Qingzhou no longer plans to go back to the Song family.

So he won't attend Song Cheng's wedding either.

Song Qingzhou suddenly asked: "Why is He Zhun always against you? Does he like you?"

Xie Xun didn't directly deny Song Qingzhou, but just said: "You have a lot of ideas."

"What's that for?"

Most likely it was because he was interested in Song Qingzhou, but Xie Xun didn't say anything, just said: "Because he is a lunatic."

"Okay." Song Qingzhou was barely convinced by his reason.

He thought it would have something to do with Xie Xun or Ye Ran, but he and Xie Xun are together, so what about the plot that the system originally talked about?

If he wasn't with Xie Xun, would Xie Xun really be with Ye Ran?

Song Qingzhou was full of thoughts, thinking all the way, and when he finally arrived, Xie Xun called him before he came back to his senses.

"What are you thinking about?"

Song Qingzhou responded with a smile: "I'm thinking of you."

Xie Xun looked deeply at the person in front of him, wondering if he had eaten candy.

"What's the matter, Brother Xun, do you want to kiss me?"

Xie Xun's eyes moved to his lips, and he just leaned over and passed lightly. He rubbed Song Qingzhou's hair and said, "We'll talk about it when we go back."

After hearing the sound of the car engine, Song Cheng asked someone to open the door, and from a distance, he saw Song Qingzhou walking towards this side, and Xie Xun who was a little taller than him.

"Zhouzhou, what's going on?"

Song Qingzhou didn't speak, and went straight into Song's house without changing his shoes. Mr. Song and Song Yiming were sitting on the sofa discussing something, but Song Jiali had disappeared.

"Where is Song Jiali?"

"I yelled as soon as I came back, I didn't say anything..." Mr. Song turned his head and saw Xie Xun standing behind him, he didn't say the last word in a daze.

Song Yiming quickly stood up and said with a smile, "Mr. Xie, why are you here? Did you take Zhou Zhou out to play today?"

Xie Xun didn't answer his words, but just said for Song Qingzhou: "Don't waste time, let her come out." He has always been indifferent to others, but now his eyes are sharp and deep, which makes people feel terrible.

Song Yiming was about to speak, when Song Jiali suddenly opened the door of the room, and said angrily, "What are you shouting, I heard it in the room, Song Qingzhou, why didn't you get tortured to death by Young Master He!"

"It was you who caused me to be kidnapped by He Zhun."

She didn't notice Xie Xun when she just opened the door, but she didn't notice until Xie Xun's cold eyes fell on her, and her heart skipped a beat. The man downstairs was terrifying, staring at her. She looked like it was going to kill her.

But she didn't feel guilty at all, and shouted: "So what if it's me? Who made you offend Young Master He."

"Jiajia!" Song Cheng called Song Jiali, signaling her to stop talking.

Song Jiali was talking so well, he didn't stop, and continued: "You deserve it, you should have died on the road like your mother back then!"

When Song Qingzhou heard her mentioning Xin Ran, her face turned pale. Xie Xun gently pulled his wrist back to protect it. He was like a high-ranking judge, indifferent and ruthless, and only said: "If that's the case, then You are waiting to go to jail."

"What did you say? How could I go to jail? What have I done? Do you have evidence?" Although Song Jiali was afraid of Xie Xun, he couldn't help but defend himself.

"Is evidence important?"

Song Cheng knew that the man in front of him was serious. He looked at Song Qingzhou, hoping that he could help to talk, but Song Qingzhou didn't look at him.

"Mr. Xie, is there some misunderstanding? Jiajia...she might just be joking."

Xie Xun just made a phone call to ask someone to come over. During the period, he glanced at Song Yiming, but ignored him. After hearing the content of his call clearly, Song Yiming's face became a little ugly.

He really wants to arrest people.

"Zhouzhou, Jiajia is still young, she might be joking..."

Song Qingzhou raised her eyes to look at Song Yiming, and said, "I'm still young, and I was just joking."

Song Jiali, who was standing upstairs, almost stopped standing, with a look of disbelief, and then she suddenly thought of something and entered the room.

"Let's go, pack your things and go home." Xie Xun said softly to Song Qingzhou.

After he went upstairs, Song Jiali suddenly rushed over from the room, holding a knife in his hand, and chanting: "Go to hell, Song Qingzhou!"

Xie Xun ran away with Song Qingzhou in his arms, and Song Jiali flew into the air.

The faces of the people in the Song family changed drastically. Song Cheng rushed up to stop her, hugged her from behind, and took the knife from her hand.

Song Jiali turned his head and said, "Brother, what are you doing...ah!"

Song Cheng raised his hand and gave her a slap. Song Jiali covered half of his face and looked at the stern Song Cheng with tears in his eyes. Her elder brother was very kind to her since he was a child, and he couldn't bear to beat her at all.

"Brother You beat me because of Song Qingzhou?" She looked at Song Cheng in disbelief.

"Stop making trouble for no reason."

Song Qingzhou was still in shock in Xie Xun's arms, he had never experienced such a scene.Xie Xun patted him on the back lightly, as if to comfort him.

The servants in the Song residence looked at each other, they didn't expect Song Jiali to be so vicious.

He recovered and said, "I will sue you, Song Jiali."

"Why do you sue me, Song Qingzhou, you bastard!" She suddenly shouted, her expression excited.

"I will hire the best lawyer to punish you as severely as possible." Compared with her, Song Qingzhou looked extraordinarily calm.

Song Jiali wanted to rush up and beat him, but Song Cheng grabbed her wrist and asked, "Have you had enough trouble?"

Old Mr. Song downstairs sighed deeply, and said, "Bring her into the room, Xiao Cheng."

Song Qingzhou packed things very quickly, because he had already picked up almost everything in the morning. Xie Xun carried the suitcase downstairs for him. Song Qingzhou didn't care about the reaction of the Song family.

When going out, Song Cheng suddenly said: "Zhouzhou, tomorrow's wedding..."

Song Qingzhou paused and said, "I won't go."

After returning to the car, Song Qingzhou was silent for a while, Xie Xun fastened his seat belt for him, kissed the corner of his eyes lightly, and said, "We are going home."

Song Qingzhou nodded.

[Lisa: It's open, it must be open. ]

Song Qingzhou was still in bed when he saw the news. Xie Xun got up early to water his flowers, dry his clothes, and prepare cat food for the kittens. He seemed a little lazy .

Song Qingzhou slowly replied with the word 'yes', and then planned to pick some photos of cats in the album, when Lisa suddenly sent a message.

[Lisa: Not only cats. ]

This also has to be taken care of.

"Brother Xun, do you still have my photos on your phone?"

Xie Xun walked into the room from the living room, and then gave Song Qingzhou his mobile phone. His photo album was almost full of Song Qingzhou's photos.

Song Qingzhou picked one, then logged into Weibo on Xie Xun's phone, edited the copy, and sent it.

"There is no group photo of us." Song Qingzhou scrolled down while saying that he wanted to take a few group photos, but when he turned to the photo of the clavicle in the back, his ears suddenly turned red. It must be that night when Xie Xun took advantage of his sleep Time to shoot.

"I like it very much." Xie Xun said suddenly.

"Who, who asked you if you like it." Song Qingzhou stuttered and returned the phone to Xie Xun.

"very nice."

"I won't tell you anymore, I'm going to wash up."

While Song Qingzhou was washing, Xie Xun took out the quick-frozen dumplings that Song Qingzhou and Song Qingzhou bought in the supermarket yesterday and cooked them from the refrigerator. At present, he only knows how to cook. Although Song Qingzhou also taught him how to cook before, because he didn't The talented Song Qingzhou gave up teaching.

Xie Xun didn't go to the company in the afternoon, and was in the room wearing a Bluetooth headset for a meeting. Song Qingzhou poured water for him, but Xie Xun didn't pay attention to him, and looked at the computer while talking.

Song Qingzhou couldn't help moving a stool to sit next to him. Xie Xun just glanced at him and started talking to others again.

Seeing that he ignored him, Song Qingzhou leaned over to kiss him, Xie Xun paused, and then covered the computer.

The meeting over there came to an abrupt end.

The company's conference room is probably a little boiling.

Although I can't see the face, but that angle is definitely kissing the president! !

"Go on." After finishing speaking, Xie Xun took off the earphones, hugged the person on his lap and kissed him. After a long while, he said to Song Qingzhou, "Turn on the video."

Song Qingzhou's eyes widened slightly, and when he looked back, the computer had been covered by Xie Xun.

"really?"

Xie Xun nodded.

"Why don't you tell me?"

Xie Xun kept looking at the PPT, and Song Qingzhou thought that their meeting was just a chat.

Xie Xun touched the tips of his red ears, and thought they were very cute. Soon, his cheeks were also red, and he was too ashamed to speak.

This is simply social death.

"They didn't see your face." Xie Xun comforted.

Song Qingzhou is seldom shy when making out with him, and sometimes even asks for a kiss, but he feels uncomfortable when someone else is around.

"Yes, does anyone know me?"

Xie Xun thought about it and said no.

Song Qingzhou knew that he was lying, so he said to himself: "Is there any assistant?"

Xie Xun didn't speak.

Song Qingzhou got off his lap and ran out of the room, leaving only one sentence: "I won't bother you anymore!"

Xie Xun shook his head.

He put on the earphones again, and the meeting ended after about half an hour. Song Qingzhou in the living room was sitting on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, his face was still red.

Seeing Xie Xun come out, he couldn't help but said, "It's so embarrassing..."

Xie Xun sat beside him, he threw the pillow aside and buried his head in his arms, his voice muffled, "Why didn't you remind me..."

"It's okay, Zhouzhou."

Song Qingzhou kept thinking about this matter in his heart, and felt a little uncomfortable. Xie Xun said something else to attract his attention.

Song Qingzhou is very clingy to him these days, and especially likes to get into his arms. Xie Xun asked him why, and he said that his body was cold and comfortable.

After a long time, he took Song Qingzhou out of his arms and said, "Do you want to go out to play at night?"

"Where are you going?" Song Qingzhou looked up at him, as if looking forward to it.

Xie Xun kissed him lightly on the cheek, "Let's go eat first."

Song Qingzhou nodded and said yes.

"Then when shall we go?"

"Let's go at six o'clock."

"Give me your mobile phone." Song Qingzhou also took out his mobile phone, and he wanted Xie Xun to add people he knew well.

He nestled in Xie Xun's arms and added one by one, making a unified note: I am Xie Xun.