Forcibly spoiled wife: rogue husband is addicted to love

Chapter 72 Song Ziting was taken aback for a moment, and reached out to take the newspaper. When she opened it, she was dumbfounded. There was a big photo on the headline of the newspaper. The big photo showed Zhang Hao walking out of the venue with her arms in his arms. Song Ziting had to admire The photographer's skills are superb, and I don't know when this shot was taken.In the photo, Song Ziting was quietly raising her eyes to look at Zhang Hao, and Zhang Hao seemed to have a smile on his mouth, and at first glance, it seemed that his face was full of doting.Song Ziting's small face suddenly turned into a liver color, cursing in her heart that the paparazzi's capture technique was too vicious, but when she turned her head and saw the annotation next to the photo, she almost fainted out of breath.A row of small black characters clearly read: Excited and broke the news, the daughter of the Song family hitched a ride with the young CEO of S City, and then the two behaved intimately, boarded the luxury car, and left quietly.

Song Ziting grabbed the newspaper and looked up angrily. Damn paparazzi, what do you mean by hooking up? !Who is hooking up with whom, and will they talk? !Song Ziting took the newspaper and explained to Song's mother: "Mom, this is all scribbled in the newspaper. I was..." Song Ziting originally wanted to say that she fainted, but she thought that if her grandma heard that she had fainted, Wanting to get anxious again, Bian immediately continued to say with a blushing face: "Oh, besides, aren't Haozi and I married? If I don't get in his car, whose car should I get in! "The more Song Ziting talked, the more wronged she felt.

Seeing her daughter's grievance, Mother Song couldn't help feeling distressed, so she reached out and touched Song Ziting's small face, but she still said earnestly, "Tingting, I know the media has wronged you, but then you have to pay attention to your public image." Ah, because according to your request, the wedding between you and Hiroko was not widely publicized, and many people didn't know that you were married, so when the two of you appeared in public at the same time, it would naturally cause misunderstandings, you are a woman Son, according to Haozi's status, there are naturally many women who are eyeing, so the newspaper will include you in it. Fortunately, Haozi can bring you out today to clarify everything with the media, otherwise, I don't know that you will be included How should it be written, then our Song family will be said to have no way to teach daughters!" "Mom! I will pay attention to it in the future!" Song Ziting listened to Song's mother's words, curled her lips, her face was full of grievances, and her heart was full of paparazzi. The team scolded him all over, but thinking that he was still angry with Zhang Hao for making his relationship public, but now it is good, Zhang Hao has become the savior to restore his image. Thinking of this, Song Ziting can't help but feel a little depressed. Without the upper hand, the agreement in black and white will not be able to play any role at all!

"Old Madam, Madam's meal is ready!" Just as Song Ziting was about to complain, her aunt's voice came from downstairs.As soon as Song Ziting heard that she had eaten, she couldn't help but her little face suddenly became happy. She put her arm around Mrs. Song and mother Song, and then said with a smile, "I miss the sweet and sour pork ribs and braised fish at home the most. I just When I entered the door, I saw that my aunt was preparing, so let's go eat!" "You little greedy cat, I know you like to eat, so I specially asked my aunt to make it for you!" Mrs. Song poked Song Ziting's little girl fondly. After talking, he smiled and followed Song Ziting downstairs, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, so he said to Song Ziting, "Tingting, go and call your father and Haozi down for dinner!" Song Ziting listened to Mrs. Song's words, on the surface she responded happily, but when she turned around, she couldn't help muttering in a low voice: "Don't grab my sweet and sour pork ribs from me, otherwise, hum!" Song Ziting gestured quietly He walked towards the direction of the study.

Seeing Song Ziting's small appearance, Mrs. Song and Mother Song couldn't help shaking their heads dotingly, and smiled at each other: "Hey, this little girl is more naughty than his brother, like a child who can't grow up." !” Mother Song said with a smile, and then helped Mrs. Song downstairs first.

Song Ziting murmured and walked towards the study, walked to the door, and was about to knock on it, but found that the door was ajar, and then heard a conversation coming from inside: "Dad, really don't let Kun Do you know? The relationship between you and Kunzi..." This is Zhang Hao's voice, Song Ziting can hear it, but before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by her father, and then she heard Song Ziting's voice. Dad said:

"Haozi, since you are married to Tingting, we are also a family. Since I asked you to help me with this matter, I made up my mind not to let Kunzi know. If possible, I also don't want Tingting to know. You Can you guarantee it?" "Dad, is this suitable? I'm afraid Kunzi will..."

"Haozi, the company will be entrusted to you first, and the rest will be discussed later, even if Kunzi comes back, I can't help you at this time!" Father Song said firmly, "Okay, that's it, and the time is about the same. Let's go downstairs first!" Song Ziting stood at the door in a daze, not knowing what her father was talking to Zhang Hao inside, but through the light through the crack of the door, she could see that her father's expression was not good , Hearing her father suddenly got up and said that she was going downstairs, Song Ziting came back to her senses, and hurriedly pretended to reach out to knock on the door, but as soon as she raised her little hand, Zhang Hao and Song's father opened the door, and Song Ziting quickly smiled: "Dad, brother Haozi, the meal is ready. Grandma asked me to come up and call you to eat!" Father Song was taken aback when he saw Song Ziting at the door, but he heard Song Ziting's words, heaved a sigh of relief, then nodded and went downstairs .

Song Ziting saw that her father still looked serious when she saw her, and she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but when she turned around, she saw Zhang Hao leaning on the wall behind her and looking at her, she couldn't help puffing up her cheeks and turned away, but she just walked away. After taking a step, I heard Zhang Hao's voice behind me: "If you want Dad to forgive you, take the initiative and show some sincerity!" Song Ziting paused, and looked back at Zhang Hao in disbelief. Hao's eyes seemed to be able to see through his own heart. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that what he said made sense.Just when Song Ziting was in a daze, Zhang Hao couldn't help grinning, he passed Song Ziting sideways, and then went downstairs first.

"Hey, wait a minute, my grandma made the sweet and sour pork ribs specially for me, you are not allowed to snatch them!" Zhang Hao had already gone downstairs before Song Ziting realized it, and yelled at Zhang Hao's straight back.

Hearing Song Ziting's voice behind him, Zhang Hao couldn't help walking towards the restaurant with the corners of his mouth curled up.Song Ziting, who was behind her, trotted all the way down the stairs and followed closely behind.

"Haozi, come quickly and sit next to grandma!" Mrs. Song greeted Zhang Hao as soon as she saw Zhang Hao enter the door.

When Zhang Hao walked to the door, he saw that Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song were already sitting at the dining table. He stood at the door and hesitated for a while, then heard Mrs. Song's voice, but before Zhang Hao could take a step, Song Ziting behind him had rushed over , and then took the first step and sat on the right seat of Mrs. Song.

"Grandma, eat quickly, I'm starving to death!" Song Ziting yelled after sitting down, raised her head but secretly made a face at Zhang Hao who was still standing at the door, then grabbed the chopsticks and pointed at the table The plate of sweet and sour pork ribs in the middle stretched out.

"Crack!" Just as Song Ziting was close to the target, the chopsticks in her hand were knocked off with a bang.Just as Song Ziting wanted to be angry, she heard Papa Song's voice: "People who are already married are so unruly! Haozi, you can sit next to Tingting!" Papa Song pointed to the empty space next to Song Ziting. s position.

"Hmm!" Zhang Hao responded, and then sat in the empty seat next to Song Ziting.

Song Ziting withdrew her arms depressedly. From the corner of her eye, she saw Zhang Hao smiling, and she felt even more dissatisfied. However, Song Ziting was still in awe of her father, so when her father said, let's eat, Song Ziting Then he went to his goal again.

But Zhang Hao deliberately went against Song Ziting, first clamped the rib that Song Ziting had coveted for a long time, then deliberately circled the rib in front of Song Ziting, put it in Mrs. Song's bowl, and held it tightly. Then he said, "Grandma, you eat pork ribs!" "Haozi, you are really sensible!" Mrs. Song smiled when she heard Zhang Hao's words, and put a piece of braised fish in Zhang Hao's bowl: "Haozi You need to eat more!" Song Ziting looked at the food flying in front of her very depressed, puffed up her cheeks, and stuffed a mouthful of white rice into her mouth, hoping to arouse everyone's ideas, but it seemed that It didn't work at all. At this time, my grandma, mother and even my unsmiling father were all confused by Zhang Hao. They chatted enthusiastically while eating.

"Oops!" Song Ziting glared quietly at the corner of Zhang Hao's curved mouth because of vomiting, but forgot about the soup just out of the bowl, scooped up a large spoonful and stuffed it into her mouth. It is conceivable that Song Ziting spat out the hot soup when she poured it into her mouth, but Song Ziting's tongue was still completely numb from the heat, and her lips were flushed red.

Everyone heard Song Ziting's voice and couldn't help but raised their heads and turned to Song Ziting. Before everyone could react, Zhang Hao quickly put down his chopsticks, got up and opened the refrigerator to grab a piece of ice. Song Ziting, who was screaming with her small mouth, said: "Open your mouth!" Song Ziting raised her head tearfully, then gently opened her small mouth, and took the ice cubes that Zhang Hao handed over.The instant coolness came, which made Song Ziting's hot and tingling tongue much more comfortable.Song Ziting no longer looked at Zhang Hao with depressed and jealous eyes, but turned her head and lowered her head aggrievedly.

"You child, why are you so careless!" Mrs. Song couldn't help blaming her heartily, but seeing Zhang Hao's considerate behavior just now, Mrs. Song was very satisfied, and felt that she had found the right grandson-in-law.And Song's father and Song's mother's eyes were full of approval.

Seeing that Song Ziting drooped her head and stopped talking, Zhang Hao couldn't help being both angry and funny: This girl is like a child, but her little mouth is scalded, how should I appreciate the sweetness of that little mouth... Zhang Hao helplessly Shaking his head, it seemed that he really couldn't intentionally piss off this little girl, so he reached out and picked up a badly burned spare rib and put it in Song Ziting's bowl: "No, eat slowly, your mouth will be fine after a while! The ice in Song Ziting's mouth melted slowly, and her mouth and tongue improved a lot. Looking at the ribs in front of her, Song Ziting blushed in embarrassment: Damn, I'm so embarrassing.