Counterattack by cannon fodder who reads minds! Eighty-year-old eat melon and become a group favorit

"Shen Zhan..." Jiang Yicha pretended to think, "I think I've heard of it."

"Hey, my little sister won't be a frequent visitor to Shen, right?" Song Yuyan had no good intentions and her eyes were filled with mockery.

"Ah! I remembered it!" Jiang Yicha snapped his fingers, and under Song Qiao's anxious gaze, he curled his lips and said, "My mother and Mr. Shen happen to be cooperating. Mr. Shen will come to the press conference today. Sister Xiao Qiao, Let me take you to see Mr. Shen.”

She really wanted to meet him. How interesting it would be for Xiao Baihua to reveal his identity and divorce him in public!
Song Qiao looked at a loss. She tugged on Jiang Yicha's clothes and whispered, "My husband is just an ordinary man. He is really not Mr. Shen. Don't cause trouble to Mr. Shen."

"Mr. Shen is really your husband." Jiang Yicha pinched his little hand and said inscrutably, "Trust me."

Finally, she didn't have to go to class on Saturday, and she even met a nasty little white girl. She really felt sorry for herself if she didn't watch the fun.

Song Qiao's expression froze and he murmured, "But I just want to marry an ordinary person... and live an ordinary life..."

Looking at Song Qiao's expression, Jiang Ycha knew what she was struggling with.

The Song family was not very wealthy, but they had a company and could be considered comfortable with food and drink. However, after Song's mother died, the company fell into the hands of Song's father. The first wife's children were ignored, and the property and love were given to the stepmother's children.

Song Qiao is an ordinary person with a pretty and pleasant appearance. She likes a stable life and only wants to be rich. She rejects the life of rich people and does not trust rich men.

Shen Zhan's background and domineering personality made the two full of edges and corners that needed to be reconciled.

The two will be happy in the end, but they will have to fight each other along the way.

"Sister, I never thought that my brother-in-law, the Cowherd, is also a CEO. Would you mind taking me to see him?"

Song Yuyan smiled mockingly, "It just so happens that today there will be a jewelry conference and an exhibition. It would be great to ask my brother-in-law to buy some beautiful jewelry for my sister!"

Song Qiao flinched, and his timid eyes collided with Jiang Yicha's.

"Let's go, I'm good at picking out jewelry. There are more than a dozen new styles this season. Let's see which ones you like and let Mr. Shen get them all!" Jiang Yicha's black eyes were bright.

She is a little genius when it comes to watching plays and selling goods!
Song Yuyan looked at Jiang Yicha, but she didn't say anything rude, "Aren't you going in? Sister."

"You're not waiting for Xia Qiming?" Song Qiao's eyes were confused, "Didn't he go to park the car?"

Song Yuyan opened her mouth and said, "Of course we have to wait!"

"Then you wait first, I'll take Sister Xiao Qiao in to sit for a while." Jiang Yicha pulled Song Qiao inside.

Enthusiasm for watching the 'identity revealing' drama is high.

"Sister Chacha, what should I do if... Mr. Shen is really my husband?" Song Qiao's eyes were red and she lowered her head, "I hope my husband is just an ordinary person and we can work together... Ordinary days are enough... …”

Jiang Yicha subconsciously picked up a small cake and then put it down, "Sister Xiao Qiao, you have to choose your own life. However, I can tell you the answer in advance. Shen Zhan is your answer, but the steps to solve the problem are up to you. You have to write it yourself.”

"Shen Zhan..."

Song Qiao looked at Jiang Yicha with tears in her eyes. I felt pity for him, "How can an ordinary person marry a high-ranking CEO?"

Jiang Yicha disagreed with Song Qiao's words, "Why is the CEO so superior? Isn't it just that the work content is different and the amount of money he earns is different? With one sentence, can he break your legs or kill you?"

"Why do you feel inferior? The CEO doesn't need to eat and go to the toilet? Doesn't the CEO know how to pick his nose?"

Song Qiao: ...No need to.

"You are still young, and you have the same outlook and outlook, but there are barriers that cannot be crossed." Song Qiao lowered his eyes and smiled fragilely, "I just thought that I would eat soy milk buns in the morning, and the CEO would eat caviar. Their living habits are completely different."

Jiang Yicha was speechless, "You can eat your own. My father eats white porridge and pickles in the morning, and my mother eats bird's nest. It won't delay the relationship between the two of them at all."

Song Qiao raised his eyelids and cast a sympathetic gaze on Jiang Yicha, "Is your father a bride-in-law?" "...No."

Jiang Yicha found that there was no way to talk things through with Song Qiao. Her mind seemed to be in knots and she only believed in the dead truth of 'matching her'.

"You won't understand." Song Qiao's voice was low, "If you were me, after my mother died, my father took over the company, and my stepmother, stepsisters and brothers snatched the property, and I could only own an ordinary property after getting married. How could I dare to live such a high life? ”

"You're in such a miserable state, why don't you try your best?" Jiang Yicha took a breath, "You don't like to live a good life?"

For the first time, she met someone who was willing to be backwards compatible and live a hard life.

"I hope that our husband and wife can use both hands to work hard to create a solid life, ordinary but warm." Song Qiao explained stubbornly.

Jiang Yicha nodded, she could understand, but she didn't agree.

There is obviously a better choice, but I have to abandon this choice for the so-called 'warmth'.

No wonder Song Qiao and Shen Zhan were able to have a sadomasochistic relationship for several years before they achieved success.

Song Qiao is so naughty.

"Sister Chacha, the gap between you and a man is too big. Being together is definitely not the right choice." Song Qiao pursed her lips, as if thinking of something sad.

Jiang Yicha nodded, as if he could foresee Song Qiao's collapse after Shen Zhan's identity was exposed.

Song Qiao picked up the small cake and stuffed it into his mouth, crying while stuffing it.

Jiang Yicha held his forehead.

"Don't you want to eat it? The cake is quite delicious." Song Qiao smiled, with tears in his eyes, "The most important thing is that it's free."

Jiang Yicha shook his head slightly, "Mom sent someone to keep an eye on me and didn't allow me to eat anything."

"Are you worried about getting fat?" Song Qiao half-joked, "I heard that you young ladies are going to get married."

Jiang Yicha felt a little numb when he saw Song Qiao's sad and autumn look. It seemed that they had different views and it was really not easy for them to talk together.

"Maybe." Jiang Yicha curled his lips and restrained his enthusiasm, "Sister Xiao Qiao, don't be too excited when you see Mr. Shen soon. After all, this is a press conference and there are too many reporters here."

She wanted to watch a show, but it was no longer necessary to continue to be friends with Song Qiao, and they really couldn't talk to each other.

"I understand." Song Qiao nodded in agreement, put down the small cake in his hand, and took out a bag of spicy strips from the bag, "Sweet and spicy flavor, new product, okay?"

Jiang Yicha's eyes shone as he took the spicy strips, "Of course! I haven't tried this new product yet!"

"What a coincidence, I haven't eaten it either."

A mellow voice, filled with a little magnetism, sounded in the top of Jiang Yicha's head.

Jiang Yicha's movements were stiff, while Song Qiao looked up and stood up instantly.

"Jiang, Mr. Jiang."

Song Qiao secretly glanced at the person coming, standing aside nervously and cautiously.

"Well, hello." Jiang Chengmo didn't know Song Qiao, so he glanced at her, greeted her politely, then put his hand in front of Jiang Yicha, "Hand it over." (End of Chapter)