Forcibly spoiled wife: rogue husband is addicted to love

Song Ziting's jaw almost dropped when she heard Zhang Hao's words. That's not what was written in the marriage agreement. It was clearly written in black and white to hide the relationship between the two.But now that Zhang Hao is doing this, he is undoubtedly telling everyone about the relationship between the two.But Song Ziting didn't like to get angry in front of everyone, so she secretly tried hard to withdraw her little hand, hoping to escape.

But how could Zhang Hao let Song Ziting go, he not only grabbed Song Ziting's little hand step by step, but also pulled Song Ziting's little hand in front of everyone with all his strength, showing his fingers interlocking with a smile on his face.

"Married? Fake? You see, neither of them is wearing a ring!" Suddenly someone in the crowd yelled, and everyone noticed their bald ring fingers, and they couldn't help but start to question.

Hearing the questioning voices from the crowd, Zhang Hao squinted his eyes, blaming himself for taking off the ring on his hand when he was cooking just now, but this girl didn't even wear a ring!Zhang Hao was a little annoyed, but he was still smiling on the surface. He rolled his peachy eyes, reached out and hugged Song Ziting into his arms, and then kissed Song Ziting's small mouth. Before Song Ziting could react, Zhang Hao had already stood up. Straightened up and said to everyone: "Thank you for your concern for me and my wife, I hope you can continue to support the Zhang Group, I still have something important to do, so I will leave first!" Song Ziting, who was stiff, walked towards the car with strides, leaving a group of people behind him sighing: "Today can make the headlines, but Mr. Zhang has never done this to any woman before!" Since Mr. Zhang can tell the news himself, it must be true! Mr. Zhang treats his wife really special!" Zhang Hao ignored the discussions behind him, and the publicity of his relationship with Song Ziting couldn't help but make the news in the newspaper yesterday The rumors are self-defeating and have achieved their own goals. It is simply killing two birds with one stone.Zhang Hao got into the car in a good mood.

But Song Ziting was not happy. As soon as she got into the car, Song Ziting pouted, stretched out her hand to shake off Zhang Hao's palm, and said angrily, "Zhang Hao, did you do it on purpose?!" Zhang Hao squinted his eyes. Without speaking, he leaned on the car seat and closed his eyes to rest his mind.And Song Ziting became even more angry when she saw Zhang Hao's appearance, she opened her small mouth and said, "You, you are a liar!" Zhang Hao couldn't help feeling unhappy when he heard Song Ziting's words. Is it that bad?It's not a hooligan, it's a liar!He couldn't help frowning, but he still leaned on the back seat and didn't speak, but his face was a bit ugly.

Just as Song Ziting was about to continue talking, the phone in her pocket rang.Song Ziting swallowed the words that came to her lips, reached out and grabbed the phone to see, it turned out to be her mother, so she quickly connected the phone: "Hello? Mom" ​​"You girl, when you get married, you will marry your father and me Forgot all about it, right?" Mother Song's reproachful voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Mom, how can I be, I'm too busy during this time!" Song Ziting said with a guilty smile while holding the phone in her hands. To be honest, it's been a while since she went back. The last time her father forced her to get married, Angry and having a heart attack, Song Ziting still dare not go back easily.

"You and Haozi come back today, your father has something to discuss with Haozi!" Song's mother looked at Song's father who was sitting in the living room watching TV, and said softly to Song Ziting.

"Today? Then, okay, Mom, how is Dad?" Song Ziting hesitated for a while, looked at Zhang Hao who had his eyes closed from the corner of his eye, and asked cautiously.

"Well, he's fine, let's talk about it when you come back!" Mother Song hung up the phone and saw the freeze-frame picture on TV. Zhang Hao was kissing Song Ziting's small mouth, looked at Father Song with relief and said, "Ah Xiong , you don't want to blame the children, you can see that Haozi still hurts Tingting very much, you have to pay more attention to your health and company affairs, with Haozi here, we will definitely get through this difficult time!" Father Song didn't say anything, just nodded Nodding, Mother Song didn't say much, got up and took a coat and put it on Father Song.

Song Ziting hung up the phone, thought for a while, and felt that her mother's tone seemed not very good, and she hadn't entered the role of married at all, but it was obvious that her family had already regarded Zhang Hao as her husband, so she still insisted. Scalping, he said to Zhang Hao, who was next to him with his eyes closed: "My father asked us to go back today, he, he has something to ask you..."

Zhang Hao opened his eyes when he heard Song Ziting's words, and instead of answering Song Ziting, he raised his eyes to Xiao Zhang who was driving in front of him and said, "Go to Song's house!" He muttered in a low voice: "What's the big deal, why are you pretending to be cool, hum!" Then he turned his face away and ignored Zhang Hao, and simply looked out the window.

From the corner of Zhang Hao's eyes, seeing Song Ziting's awkward look, he couldn't help laughing in his heart: "Little girl, I can only ignore you, otherwise I really don't know when you will make trouble..." The car quickly headed towards Song's house Zhang Hao stopped the car when he passed the downtown area, got out and bought some gifts and flower baskets. Although Song Ziting was not happy that Zhang Hao ignored her love, she couldn't help but admire Zhang Hao's work. thoughtful.

The car arrived in front of the Song family's villa in a short while. As soon as the car stopped, Song Ziting couldn't wait to jump out of the car and jumped towards the door of the villa with joy.

It was rare for Zhang Hao to see Song Ziting so happy. He couldn't help grinning and looked at Song Ziting's happy back. With one hand in his pocket and the other holding a flower basket, he followed behind and entered the door.

"Grandma, Mom, I'm back!" Song Ziting couldn't help shouting as soon as she entered the door.

As for Mother Song, Father Song, and Mrs. Song who were sitting in the living room, they couldn't help but look towards the door when they heard the sound. They saw Song Ziting rushing in like a bird, and then towards Mrs. Song's arms Li rushed over: "Grandma, Tingting misses you so much!" Song Ziting lay in Mrs. Song's arms and acted like a baby.

"You child, why are you as heartless as your brother? Every time you lie to grandma, you will smear honey on your mouth!" Mrs. Song blamed Song Ziting on her mouth, but her face was full of doting, she looked up and saw that she was following behind. Zhang Hao, who came in, nodded slightly: "Haozi, you are here too! Come and sit down!" "Well, grandma, dad, mom, I'm here!" Zhang Hao greeted politely, and then put the flower basket in his hand Handed it to the butler who greeted him.

"Haozi, come and sit!" Mother Song greeted Zhang Hao enthusiastically, and then pointed to the sofa opposite. Father Song also nodded to Zhang Hao: "Haozi, come and sit." Zhang Hao responded and sat down on Song Ziting On the sofa next to him, he began to chat with the Song family. Firstly, Zhang Hao was very familiar with the Song family, and secondly, Zhang Hao spoke very decently. Soon, the conversation with the Song family became hot: "Dad, Is your body okay? I heard from Tingting that your heart seems to be not in good condition...quot;

Song Ziting was coquettish with Mrs. Zhang, and when she heard Zhang Hao's words, she immediately became nervous. To be honest, Song Ziting didn't dare to look at her father's face since entering the door, but now Zhang Hao mentioned such a sensitive topic , Song Ziting couldn't help muttering depressingly in her heart: "Damn guy, when did I tell you that my father's heart is not good? It's really a pot that can't be opened! Are you reminding my father that his heart disease is my anger?" Well!" Song Ziting finished muttering, quietly raised her eyes, looked at her father, but happened to meet her father's eyes, Song Ziting quickly put a smile on her face.

Papa Song nodded when he heard Zhang Hao's words. He felt comforted by Zhang Hao's sensibleness, but he was also happy that Song Ziting could think of himself. He put his hand to his mouth and coughed to cover up his embarrassment, and then said to Zhang Hao: "It's okay, I'm sick!" Papa Song paused after speaking, but suddenly remembered something, so Then he raised his head again and said to Zhang Hao: "Haozi, you are a public figure, and you should pay attention to the influence in everything. I read the news report today, and I agree with your approach. Thanks to you for thinking about our Song family, otherwise I really don't know." What will Tingting be written about in the newspapers!" "Dad, this is what I should do. Since I married Tingting, I am naturally responsible for her! It is also because no one knows about our marriage. That's why there are those unrealistic reports!" Zhang Hao said to Papa Song.

Song Ziting sat next to her and listened to the conversation between Zhang Hao and her father. When she heard her name, she couldn't help feeling nervous, but after listening for a long time, she didn't understand. So she was angry at Zhang Hao for not keeping the agreement. , but listening to it, why does he feel that his father is also on his side?And it seems that it is entirely for yourself?Song Ziting became unhappy, pouted her mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "Open your mouth and shut up your father, it seems that it is really your father, it is my father, okay! Hmph!" "Tingting, you are there alone What are you mumbling about!" Seeing Song Ziting pouted, Mother Song couldn't help asking.

. "Ah? No... I didn't say anything! Hehe!" Song Ziting hurriedly shouted.

"Tingting, accompany grandma and mother to chat for a while, your father and Haozi have something to talk about!" Mother Song said in a timely manner, then got up and pulled Song Ziting and Mrs. Song upstairs.

Song Ziting wanted to continue listening to the conversation between Zhang Hao and her father, but her mother looked mysterious, so she could only follow her upstairs.And just as Song Ziting, Mrs. Song and Mother Song went upstairs, Father Song and Zhang Hao also got up and entered the study.

"Tingting, Mom asked you something, you have to answer me truthfully!" As soon as she entered the room, Song's mother took Song Ziting's arm and asked.

"Ah? What's the matter?" "What happened to the news in the newspaper yesterday, you girl, why don't you pay attention to your public image at all! If the newspaper writes about it casually, your father will lose face !" Seeing that Song Ziting didn't understand, Song's mother reached out and handed over the newspaper beside the bed.