Forcibly spoiled wife: rogue husband is addicted to love

Song Ziting didn't notice Lu Yang's strangeness, but thought it was strange that Lu Yang suddenly drank so much water, but looking at the big boy in front of her, for some reason, Zhang Hao's evil face flashed in front of her eyes, Song Ziting turned her face away gently He took a sip of water, then bent the corners of his mouth to Lu Yang: "Lu Yang, let's stop practicing today! I still have something to do, so let's go first!" Then he got up and said goodbye.Just walking to the door, Song Ziting couldn't help but said mischievously to Lu Yang: "Lu Yang, don't drink too much water just after dancing, you will grow flesh!" Then Song Ziting waved her hand and disappeared at the door.

But Zhang Hao left Song Ziting's school and went straight to Zhang's Group. Because of his hand injury, he was delayed from work for a few days, so he seemed much busier than usual after arriving at the company.I don't know how many documents I have sorted out and reviewed in just one afternoon. It was not until the time when the secretary Timmy came to remind him that Zhang Hao raised his head and looked at the clock on the wall, feeling a little hungry.He rubbed his temples, but Song Ziting's small face suddenly flashed before his eyes.Zhang Hao shook his head, looking at Timmy's concerned eyes standing at the door, Zhang Hao stretched his brows and said, "Timmy, get off work first!"

"President, what do you do? Do you want me to order food for you?" Timmy stood at the door without moving, but his eyes were fixed on the bandage on Zhang Hao's arm.Although timmy has not been by Zhang Hao's side for a long time, timmy is a capable assistant, neat and thoughtful in doing things, which won Zhang Hao's appreciation.

"It's okay, I'll arrange it later!" Zhang Hao waved his hand, looked down at the pile of documents, and thought that the food delivered by the restaurant was not very tasty, so he decided to organize his work first, and then Go home from get off work to eat.

"President..." Timmy called out worriedly again.

"timmy!" Zhang Hao buried his head in the document again, but he called out in a moderate voice, with indescribable majesty in his voice.

"Yes..." Timmy wanted to continue persuading Zhang Hao, but saw that Zhang Hao seemed to have frowned slightly, so he withdrew.

Timmy packed his things and was about to leave work, but looking at the phone on the table, he finally decided to grab the phone and dial out: "Hello? Is this the old lady? I'm Mr. Zhang's secretary Timmy!"

"Hello? Timmy, you haven't forgotten that I told you to take care of the president, have you?" Mrs. Zhang regained her spirits when she heard Timmy's voice on the other end of the phone. Feeling worried, she called and told Zhang Hao's personal secretary to take good care of Zhang Hao.

"Madam, of course I did as you asked, but..." Timmy grabbed the phone and replied in a low voice.

"But what?" Mrs. Zhang immediately became nervous when she heard Timmy's hesitation.

"But now it's time to get off work, Mr. Zhang is still busy, and he hasn't even eaten!" Timmy expressed his worries.

"Then hurry up and order food!" Mrs. Zhang shook her head helplessly when she heard Timmy's words.

"Old madam, the president won't allow it! So, look... I think the president doesn't like to eat restaurant food. The last time he ate food, he still said that it tastes better at home!" Timmy said honestly.

Mrs. Zhang was hesitating when she heard Timmy's words, whether she should ask Mrs. Zhang to prepare a meal for Zhang Hao, but at this moment, she heard the movement at the door, and then she heard Song Ziting's crisp voice: "Grandma , I'm back!" When the old lady Zhang heard Song Ziting's voice, she immediately beamed and said to Timmy on the phone: "I see, Timmy, you can get off work first, and the young lady will deliver the meal to the president later. In the past!" Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, hung up the phone, then turned her head and smiled at Song Ziting who had just entered the door: "Tingting, you are back! Come and sit down!"

Song Ziting put down her backpack, obediently sat beside Mrs. Zhang, took her arm, and called out sweetly: "Grandma!"

"You girl, you know how to act like a spoiled child!" Mrs. Zhang pinched Song Ziting's little nose fondly, then she pointed at Song Ziting's forehead and said, "Tingting, you and Haozi have been married for a while, and Haozi didn't bully you Bar?"

Song Ziting didn't expect the old lady to ask herself this way. Although she really wanted to say that it's strange that she wasn't being bullied, but when she thought about the fact that Zhang Hao had caught her, she said against her will: "No...no! Brother Haozi, what's the matter? Will bully me! Hehe"

"That's good, I know Haozi's temper, I've wronged you!" Mrs. Zhang reached out and touched Song Ziting's little head, and said lovingly.

"Grandma, I'm not wronged!" Song Ziting shook her head, sweating secretly in her heart, but she still smiled and said to Mrs. Zhang, but what she thought in her heart was: Grandma, you are so kind to me, I hope You know that I broke your grandson's arm, and you still treat me so well... After finishing speaking, he reached out and grabbed the grapes on the table and stuffed them into his mouth.

"That's good, that's good. Eating more fruits is good for your health. Grandma is getting older. I'm still waiting for you to let grandma have a great-grandson!" Mrs. Zhang watched Song Ziting stuff fruit into her mouth. , said with a smile.

But Song Ziting was not calm anymore. She was still thinking that the grapes were really sweet, so she ate two more because she was greedy, but she didn't expect to hear the old lady Zhang's words, and a grape got stuck in her throat and couldn't swallow it. , his little face flushed from holding back, and he coughed so hard that he almost fell off the sofa.

"Slow down, no one is going to snatch this child from you!" Mrs. Zhang hurriedly grabbed Song Ziting, knocked on the back again, and finally got Song Ziting to stop coughing.

Song Ziting calmed down, fearing that the old lady would say something about her great-grandson, she hurriedly took a few sips of water from the coffee table, and finally heard old lady Zhang get up and tell Mrs. Zhang, "Sister-in-law Zhang, bring the food Get ready, and send it to the young master later! It's so late, he hasn't eaten yet, and he's working overtime in the company alone!" I couldn't help but roll my eyes wide, and then volunteered to say: "Grandma, let me send that to Brother Haozi , I happen to be fine!" After speaking, she went straight to the kitchen and took the lunch box from Mrs. Zhang.

"Then be careful on the road!" Mrs. Zhang looked at Song Ziting's appearance and couldn't help laughing in her heart. She watched Song Ziting go out, and then she breathed a sigh of relief: "Xiang, you still want to hide it from me after a fight!" Then she smiled. Turned around and went upstairs.

Song Ziting got into the car and stared at the lunch box in her hand, feeling depressed. No matter how she thought about it, she felt that she was being teased by the old lady. It seemed that the old and the young in this family were not so easy to deal with.Song Ziting frowned helplessly, and couldn't help muttering in her heart, what kind of overtime is there at this time, but looking at the lunch box in her hand, she still bit the bullet and went straight to Zhang's Group.