Doting his wife excessively, the CEO's husband is too fierce

Chapter 479 Husband
After sending Xiao Hongdou away, Song Ziai thought carefully about what the other party said, and looked at Qiao Yi from time to time on the way back.

"Handsome?" Qiao Yi asked jokingly.

"what?"

"Am I handsome?" Qiao Yi raised his eyebrows and asked.

Only then did Song Ziai come to his senses, and looked at Qiao Yi with disdain in his eyes: "I said, why are you so narcissistic now? How can anyone catch someone and ask him if he is handsome?"

Qiao Yi accepted it calmly, reached out and tapped Song Ziai's forehead, and asked with a smile, "If I'm not handsome, why are you staring at me like this?"

Song Ziai puffed his cheeks and hummed: "Stop being narcissistic, you look like this, it can only show that your parents have good genes."

Qiao Yi nodded, feeling that what Song Ziai said was not unreasonable, and then asked by the way: "Then it is my credit that I am not disabled the day after tomorrow? You say I am not handsome like this, who is handsome?"

Song Ziai withdrew her gaze, coughed a few times, thought for a while and said, "It's like that new little fresh meat, what's it called less? It's so white and tender that people want to take a bite when they look at it. , Lei Haomiao looks good too, but he's too cold, in fact, an ascetic academic like Brother Li Meng is also very good..."

The more Song Ziai talked, the more cheerful he became. He didn't realize that the man around him had slowly darkened his face, but he began to nod along with Song Ziai's detailed count.

The person named by Song Ziai felt a chill behind him at the same time, and Lei Haomiao was stunned for a while.

Song Ziai planned to go to the newspaper office the next day, but fell asleep until noon. When she went downstairs, Su Nuan and the old lady looked at her with a smile on her face, and she blushed instantly.

"Are you awake? We are just about to have dinner." Su Nuan smiled slightly, and helped the old lady walk towards the restaurant.

Song Ziai nodded obediently. She wanted to go out after eating, but Su Nuan stopped her: "Xiao Yi said you are going to the newspaper office?"

Song Ziai nodded: "I want to find a job. It just so happens that the newspaper has offered me the opportunity to find a job. I want to take a look."

Su Nuan hugged Song Ziai's arm, took a document from Xiaomei behind her, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyi has already completed all the employment procedures for you, and the other party asked you to report at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. "

Song Ziai was stunned for a moment, then frowned.

"Hey, don't be unhappy. Xiaoyi didn't do it on our shelf. You sent an email before, didn't you? Xiaoyi received a call in the morning and you didn't wake up, so he helped you. But the other party It all started from your talent, and you were completely impressed." Su Nuan pursed her lips and hurriedly explained.

Song Ziai breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to open the file to read, but Su Nuan pressed it down, "Don't worry about it, you don't have the right clothes for work tomorrow, right? Let's go, Mom will take you shopping in the afternoon."

"No need, newspaper offices generally don't require formal attire, I brought some summer clothes." Song Ziai replied with a smile.

Su Nuan looked at Song Ziai aggrievedly: "Mom just released a new product a few days ago, and no one has tried it on yet. Do you despise those clothes? Mom..."

"No, okay, okay, I'll go with you." Song Ziai agreed helplessly.

Su Nuan is the designer Song Ziai knows, but she doesn't know the price of Su Nuan's clothes, especially the design clothes that are not sold to the public.

When she came back in the evening, she carried two big bags, and Su Nuan took Song Ziai to take care of her hair. Her temperament seemed to have improved a lot.

Early the next morning, Song Ziai was in a hurry to go to work. When he was about to go out, Qiao Yi stopped him from behind, and said with some resentment: "I have always had a wish, that I can take my wife to and from get off work every day in the future, Mrs. Wife, You won't even grant me this wish, will you?"

The corners of Song Ziai's mouth twitched a little, and then he said, "Then take me to the nearest subway station, I'll make the subway myself."

It's fine that Qiao Yi has a driver to pick him up and drop him off at work, but the extended commercial vehicle will definitely attract attention, okay?
Qiao Yi walked a few steps and took Song Ziai's hand towards the garage. Song Ziai looked at the driver at the door and asked, "Hey, don't you want the driver to deliver you today?"

"I'm going to send my wife to work, why is he joining in the fun!" Qiao Yi's tone was clearly displeased.

The driver behind was speechless for a while, and immediately got into the car to start the car to pick up Ken.

"Is this car okay?" Qiao Yi asked Song Ziai while standing in front of the cheapest BMW in front of the garage, looking sideways.

Song Ziai said with a sigh of relief: "Then you send me to the intersection and get off."

Qiao Yi nodded, but even so, Song Ziai was still seen by people. When the newcomers joined the job, the higher-ups sent someone to guide them.

And the group she stayed in had a lot of interns. On the first day, Song Ziai received some bad reviews, probably because her resume was too rich. She even received a recommendation letter from Lao Wang in the editor's mailbox in the morning. This made the people at the newspaper treat her even more differently. The editor-in-chief came down to inspect the work on the first day of work. The actual intention of this could be seen from his flattering smile towards Song Ziai.

"Hey, your experience is so rich, and your clothes are so beautiful. If it weren't for the fact that Lantian women's clothing hasn't released the latest designs recently, I would have suspected that it was made by designer Su Nuan." After the induction training, Song Ziai came to talk to the beautiful newcomer at the next table.

Song Ziai was taken aback for a moment, and after confirming that the other party was talking to her, she smiled kindly.

The other party stretched out his hand, blinked his eyes and said mischievously, "Hello, I'm Fan Qing, just call me Xiaoqing."

"Hello, I'm Song Ziai." As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face with your hand, let alone a beautiful woman, Song Ziai smiled back very gracefully.

That being said, unless the reporter is an entertainment reporter of a local station, there are very few reporters like them who track and report on social reality with such glamorous attire, and even fewer of them go out to work, so Song Ziai is very concerned about This beauty with draped hair and a tight wrap skirt didn't like it.

After a day's work, Song Ziai realized the difference between the regular newspapers. Although she was an intern, her work was not easy at all. When she was about to leave work, Qiao Yi sent a text message.

"The place where you got off in the morning is waiting for you."

Song Ziai smiled and pressed her shoulders to greet her master when she got off work. As soon as she left the door, she heard someone behind her calling her, "Xiao Ai, you are off work too, let's go together."

Fan Qing chased after her on stiletto heels, and wrapped her arms around her arms so affectionately that Song Ziai couldn't resist.

"By the way, where do you live? Let's see if we make a subway."

Song Ziai replied: "I don't take the subway."

Fan Qing squinted and asked thoughtfully: "Your boyfriend sent you here instead of taking the subway?"

Song Ziai smiled and said nothing, Fan Qing threw himself on Song Ziai's shoulder, with a flattering tone: "Then you should tell me where you live even more? Can I have the cheek to rub the car?"

Song Ziai couldn't laugh anymore, and looked at the other party with some embarrassment, and there was some inquiring meaning in his eyes.All day long, she felt that Fan Qing wanted to ask her something in contact with her but refused to ask, and just now she blurted out that he was a 'boyfriend'.

Fan Qing pouted, pretending to have an aggrieved expression: "Hey, won't it be inconvenient for you? Xiao Ai, you are my best friend here, forget it, just forget about the inconvenience."

Song Ziai smiled, took out her phone and said, "Husband~ you can go downstairs and pick me up."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone without thinking about Qiao Yi who was stunned by his coquettish tone. It took a long time for Qiao Yi to start the car with a smile on his lips. Why did the wife disobey what the wife said? He wants to know more than this Who stimulated Song Ziai so much.

husband……

Thinking about it this way, it seems that Song Ziai has never called herself that.

Sure enough, after the car drove past, Qiao Yi saw a woman downstairs in the building, tightly holding Song Ziai's arm, talking to her.

Song Ziai pointed to Qiao Yi's car, smiled and said to Fan Qing: "My husband is here, I'll ask him if he has time to see you off." Saying that, Song Ziai waved to Qiao Yi to get out of the car.

After Qiao Yi got out of the car, he walked over with a smile, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, pretending that he didn't see the emotion in the eyes of the woman beside Song Ziai who was first surprised and then affirmed.

Song Ziai immediately put her arms around Qiao Yi's arm, and asked in a low voice, "Husband, my colleague asked me if I could take her home. Oh, by the way, where do you live, Fan Qing?"

Fan Qing brushed her hair, walked a few steps forward, and then said a place name, her heart jumped for joy. In the morning, she thought she had read it wrong. The handsome guy in the BMW was sending Song Ziai to work. I've been thinking about clichés all day long, but I didn't expect Song Ziai to be quite serious about this woman, and ignore her when she's at work. Now it's all right, it's finally affirmative.

Qiao Yi kissed Song Ziai's forehead, and said in a low and mellow voice, "Tell your colleague, what a pity, we are on different paths."

Song Ziai looked at Fan Qing regretfully, then waved his hand and said with great sympathy: "Fan Qing is really sorry, it seems that you have to go to the subway by yourself, we have different roads here, see you tomorrow!"

After Song Ziai finished speaking, Qiao Yi had already opened the co-pilot's door, put his hands on top of her head and waited for her to enter and close the car door, then turned and went to the driver's seat. He appeared for less than 3 minutes, but he didn't give Fan Qing a single look. .

When Fan Qing came to his senses, he stomped his feet angrily, and after venting, he thought to himself, if you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. As long as Song Ziai works here, is she afraid that she won't have a chance with her beauty?
In the car, Song Ziai let out a long sigh of relief, and began to talk to himself: "What Hongdou said is absolutely right."

"What did she say?" Qiao Yi asked curiously.

Song Ziai said angrily: "I said that after you come back, there must be no women around you who have sharpened their heads and want to qualify. It hasn't been a day, and a new backup has appeared."

Qiao Yi smiled lowly, stretched out his hand to pinch Song Ziai's face, and said, "Okay, no matter how sharp their heads are, they can't come to your husband and me, so don't worry."

Song Ziai said angrily, "No, I'll go to and from get off work by myself in the future. Although I believe in you, I'm the one who gets annoyed all day long. It's better to get rid of the idea that she can get close to you."

Qiao Yi was displeased, and glanced sideways at Song Ziai, who had puffed cheeks. After looking back, she thought to herself, that damned woman dared to deprive herself of the fun of sending his wife to and from get off work. It seems that it needs to be cleaned up.

"Speaking of this, there is actually a safer way." Qiao Yi said in a low voice.

Song Ziai looked at Qiao Yi suspiciously.

Qiao Yi smiled evilly, raised her eyebrows and hooked her lips and said, "Want to know? Then call again."

"what?"

"Call out...husband."

(End of this chapter)