Forcibly spoiled wife: rogue husband is addicted to love

"You... despicable!" Song Ziting stared fiercely at Zhang Hao's side face, wishing to make a hole in his side face.But after hearing Zhang Hao's words just now, Song Ziting swallowed her protests abruptly. She knew Zhang Hao's character, and he always kept his word.

"Tingting, what do you think?" Song Xiong nodded when he heard Zhang Hao's words.To be honest, the scene in the morning is still spinning in my mind. Now that Zhang Hao can have such a proposal, it is probably the best choice for the Song family and the Zhang family, but he still cares about his precious daughter's thoughts, and he also understands the idea of ​​forceful twisting. The melons are not sweet, but he didn't hear what Zhang Hao and his daughter were muttering.Seeing the two cuddling tightly, I thought they were very close!

"I..." Song Ziting squeaked, not knowing how to answer. Seeing Zhang Hao's smirk, she wished she could pull out her arm and swell Zhang Hao's handsome face, but thinking of Zhang Hao's threat, Song Ziting was stunned. He squeezed out a few words: "I still want to think about it..."

"You child, what are you thinking about? I must be embarrassed! I was thinking of watching you get married before being buried in the ground!" The old lady Zhang who had been silent all this time couldn't hold back anymore and interrupted Song Ziting. Then he pretended to reach out to support his head: "Hey, I'm really old, and my head hurts again! The marriage of the two children is settled like this. Ah Xiong, when do you think it's better to hold a wedding for them?" Woolen cloth?"

"Old lady, this..." Song Xiong didn't react for a while, the old lady seemed a little too anxious, and was about to talk about it, but she looked up and saw the old lady in Zhang's hand who didn't know when to grab it. I picked up a newspaper, and the cover of the newspaper happened to be my precious daughter and Zhang Hao, the stinky boy, and the title was particularly conspicuous: A pair born in heaven: The daughter of the Song Group and the young president of the Zhang Group collided with love sparks, Song Xiong only felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes, and it seemed that his blood pressure had soared a lot.So he took a breath, and then smiled at Mrs. Zhang: "Just listen to the old lady's wedding date!"

"Then let's set it at the beginning of next month! I've asked someone to calculate it, and that day happens to be a good day!" Mrs. Zhang stretched out her hand to fold the newspaper, then narrowed her eyes and said briskly.

Song Ziting listened to the conversation between her father and Mrs. Zhang, but she couldn't get in a word. Within a few minutes, her life's major events were settled. The most terrible thing was that the wedding date was still set for the beginning of next month. Didn't they consider that it was almost the end of the month? !Song Ziting only felt that she was going crazy, so she stretched out her elbow and bumped Zhang Hao who was sitting next to her hard, then stared at Zhang Hao and signaled Zhang Hao to speak quickly. It seemed that Song Ziting really forgot, how could he be Asking for help indiscriminately, not to mention Zhang Hao who has already planned everything.

Sure enough, Zhang Hao put away the corners of his mouth that were secretly grinning, sat up straight, and then said to Song Xiong: "Uncle Song, thank you for your fulfillment, then it's settled, I will send grandma back first, grandma is not in good health recently , Don’t overwork! Pay attention to your body and take more rest!”

Look, Zhang Hao has always done things in a seamless manner. He easily agreed to the wedding date with a few words, and he cared about his elders in a grand manner. Song Ziting was so angry that his face turned green, but he couldn't say anything.Song Ziting only felt her whole body was stiff, and she couldn't move while sitting on the sofa. She could only watch Zhang Hao and Mrs. Zhang get up and leave. Seeing the way Mrs. Zhang walked to the door and looked at Zhang Hao, Song Ziting felt that she had been betrayed. a feeling of.

But when she turned her head and saw her father's face was ugly, and she stretched out her hand to cover her heart, Song Ziting let out a long sigh of relief, and finally said nothing, and began to comfort herself in her heart: "If you don't get married, what's the big deal! It's the same for anyone who gets married, maybe this is better, this hooligan has always been on the gossip, and he definitely doesn't have time to care about himself, so I can do whatever I want!" Thinking of this, Song Ziting's mood improved a little, and slowly He got up slowly, and then helped his father back to the room with Song Zikun.

Zhang Hao helped his grandma out of Song's house, went straight to Zhang's villa, and sat in the car, Zhang Hao couldn't help grinning, thinking of Song Ziting's slumped appearance today, he was in a good mood, and turned his head to see his grandma smiling happily. Staring at the newspaper in his hand, he couldn't help but say to his grandma, "Grandma, you've read that newspaper almost ten times!"

"What's the matter ten times?! I just can't read enough, brat, thanks to this newspaper, otherwise how could I let that girl Tingting be my granddaughter-in-law so easily!" Mrs. Zhang continued to stare at the newspaper happily.

"Grandma, I finally understand that ginger is still old and spicy!" Zhang Hao didn't say anything more when he saw his grandma was happy. I have a lot of opportunities to teach this little girl Song Ziting a good lesson. After destroying her prestige, the corner of her mouth still slipped into a charming smile.

Marriage was already a certainty for Song Ziting. Seeing her father having a heart attack from her anger, Song Ziting finally decided to agree to the Zhang family's marriage, but Song Ziting was not someone who would easily compromise. At that time, apart from going to class every day and going home to rest, Song Ziting's little head was still running fast, and she decided to give Zhang Hao a blow at the critical moment of her final marriage.

Time flies, and the wedding will be held the day after tomorrow. Song Ziting didn't have much fantasy or hope for this marriage, so all matters were handled by her family and Mrs. Zhang, but today Song Ziting finally couldn't sit still, Thinking that the wedding was going to be held the day after tomorrow, Zhang Hao remained motionless, and had no intention of actively contacting him at all.Finally, he couldn't help but look at the agreement he had drafted, then grabbed the phone and dialed out.

The phone was connected quickly, and upon hearing Zhang Hao's ruffian tone again, Song Ziting was so angry that her cheeks swelled up, and finally she held back her anger and said, "Come out, let's meet, I'll I have something to tell you!"

"Oh? Is this a date you proposed?" Zhang Hao laughed evilly on the phone.

"Women who want to date you are probably lined up, I just want to borrow some of your young master Zhang's time!" Song Ziting said in a bad tone.

"Time, place?" Zhang Hao spit out a few words after hearing Song Ziting's unfriendly tone again.

"Seven o'clock, International Building Hotel!" Song Ziting hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Hearing the beeping sound from the phone, Zhang Hao frowned, reached out and hung up the phone.Looking up, she saw her beautiful secretary staring at her motionless. She couldn't help narrowing her peach blossom eyes and parting her thin lips: "Anna, is there anything else?"

Anna was holding the folder and had just finished reporting work, but she heard Zhang Hao's phone ringing, so she held the folder and waited for the president to give instructions, but she didn't expect to see the first time she saw Zhang Hao in the past few years. In such a situation, someone actually hung up on the CEO first!Hearing Zhang Hao's voice, Anna was shocked, knowing that she should disappear now, so she immediately bowed at ninety degrees, and then quickly left the office as if fleeing.Seeing that his secretary had left, Zhang Hao stretched out his hand to prop up his temple: "Man, you've hung up on me for the third time! I want to see what tricks you can do!"