Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 106 I'm Her Man!Her child's father! (4)
Song Qiyan's eyes darkened as he looked at the photo. Qin Yuan turned out to be Qin Yuan...

Zou Xiang thought he was upset, and quickly remedied, "But don't worry, Qin Yuan has already announced that he will marry Fang Qingyun, the daughter of the famous educator Fang Zhi and his college alumni in City B."

"Who are you asking not to worry?" Song Qiyan cast a cold look over, "Say it again."

Zou Xiang's neck shivered, knowing that Song Qiyan held a grudge, so he quickly corrected his mistake, "Miss Jin chose Qin Yuan because she didn't meet the boss. Now that Miss Jin is with the boss, why would she even look at Qin Yuan."

Song Qiyan pursed his lips, thought for a moment, then nodded seriously, "You're right."

Zou Xiang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but Song Qiyan over there fell into a worse mood.

The two feet under the desk trembled anxiously, and for some reason I felt a little uneasy.

Sitting on the chair, I felt that my legs were a little weak from anger.

It turned out to be Qin Yuan, and his woman's first love turned out to be his college classmate!
What angered him the most was that Jin Ziqi still regarded him as the Qin Yuan that remained in her memory!

"First love is for reminiscence, lover is for cherishing! So, Boss, you are the one who will hold hands and grow old together in this lifetime. It's not worth it if you get mad at yourself because of a first love."

Song Qiyan's eyes widened suddenly, "Is it that obvious?"

Taking a look at the mirror beside the table, he saw a fierce black face.

With a "snap", Song Qiyan pressed down the mirror angrily, then picked up the phone on the table and quickly dialed the cell phone number he had memorized in his heart.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is busy, please try again later..."

Losing the phone indiscriminately, Song Qiyan got up and put on a suit jacket, took the car keys and was about to rush out.

"Boss..."

"What are you doing?" His tone was impatient, he shouldn't be called Song Qiyan, but Song Huhu.

Zou Xiang took out a file bag from the folder in his arm and handed it over, "The driver at the door found this in your car when he parked for you just now. He thought it was an important file and sent it here."

Song Qiyan glanced at him and opened the file bag on his own, but was stunned when he saw the contents inside. This file bag seemed to belong to the pig-faced man he met at Feng Qi's door in the morning.

As for the content of the document, it is really the settlement of the relevant financial data of the "Blind Eye" crew.

Putting the documents back into the bag, Song Qiyan looked at Zou Xiang: "What is the producer usually responsible for?"

Zou Xiang didn't understand why the BOSS asked this kind of question about the entertainment industry without thinking, but he still gave the answer as best he could, "It seems to be an investor or an agent of the management of a TV series or movie."

Song Qiyan weighed the document bag in his hand, "Then you should be paying attention to the crew's financial issues, right?"

Zou Xiang nodded, "You can say that."

Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows, and the corner of his mouth curled up. He walked out of the office slowly with a file bag in his hand, but turned back immediately, and told Zou Xiang, "If anyone is looking for me, let her call me."

"Boss, where are you going?" Mrs. Song has clear commuting time.

Song Qiyan's answer outside the office seemed distant and joyful, "Go and pick up my precious son!"

Zou Xiang was at a loss, why didn't he know when the boss had a son?

Song Qiyan got Jin Moumou out of the kindergarten with little effort.

Not only because the teacher in charge blushed and obeyed when he saw him, but also because the father and son looked alike.

At Jin's request, he took him to KFC for lunch to eat hamburgers.

"It's strange, so-and-so wants a paper towel to wipe his hands!" He stretched out his fat little hand that had always been greasy.

Looking at Jin Moumou's little face that fascinated thousands of little girls, Song Qiyan couldn't help but want to laugh in a good mood, as expected of inheriting his genes, how beautiful he looks!

Holding that tender little hand in the palm of his hand, he took out the corner of the paper towel and wiped it, and Song Qiyan said softly to XX lovingly: "XX, I am not an uncle, but a father, so I will ask my father to know in the future?"

The little guy rolled his eyes at him, took a bite of the hamburger in his little hand, and moaned inarticulately: "So-and-so doesn't have papa, so-and-so only needs Qiqi!"

Song Qiyan suddenly felt a headache, who is this child like, with such a stubborn temper? !

But it's not good to push too hard, so as not to backfire.

At worst, I will go to the kindergarten to pick him up every day and eat KFC to connect with him.

Song Qiyan silently made a plan for chasing his son in his heart, and couldn't help but please his son even more. He picked up the milk in front of him to cool off and passed it over: "Be careful, Dad... Uncle will blow it on for you."

So-and-so chewed on the chicken leg, and the chubby finger pointed at the sundae on the promotional paper: "I want this."

Without saying a word, Song Qiyan ran to the back of the line to line up, stretching his neck, and sometimes urging the people in front.

As for the kid named Jin who was enjoying the BOSS-level service with peace of mind, he was sitting on a chair, shaking his two little radish legs. He really didn't think about calling Song Qiyan, who was competing with others to jump in line, "Dad".

On the way to send Jin XX back to kindergarten, he ran into a young couple.

The man didn't know what gift he gave the woman, but the woman immediately hugged him emotionally and kissed him.

Song Qiyan stared at the man and woman who were kissing passionately, and couldn't help but change the roles to himself and Jin Ziqi.

It seems that Jin Ziqi has never kissed herself so proactively and passionately...

Feeling a little itchy, Song Qiyan glanced at Jin who was lying on the passenger window, took out his mobile phone and called Zou Xiang, and the first sentence was "What gifts do women like?".

Zou Xiang was stunned for a second, and then continued to explain, "Generally speaking, it is important to match what one likes. Different women have different preferences. If you give the wrong gift, not only will it not have a positive effect, but it will also make the woman angry... "

Song Qiyan nodded his head occasionally, and when Zou Xiang's mouth became dry, he finally said something conclusive: "Then what gift do you think Jin Ziqi would like?"

There was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground on the other end of the phone. After a while, Zou Xiang's embarrassed voice came, "Well, Boss, you'd better ask Miss Jin yourself, no one will know you better than yourself."

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Song Qiyan lost his temper again, and hung up the phone decisively after a low growl.

Zou Xiang on the other end was hung up ruthlessly, and could only wail tremblingly. Is it wrong to tell the truth?
Song Qiyan threw the phone into the locker irritably, and was about to start the car, when Jin Moumou suddenly turned his head and leaned his small body on the back of the seat, curiously staring at him with big eyes: "The strange Shushu wants to give Qiqi a gift." ?”

(End of this chapter)