Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 118 Boss, Mr. Qin is here! (4)
Song Qiyan propped one hand in front of the washstand, leaned over and looked up at himself in the mirror with an irritable face, "Tell him I'm not here, and call him when I come back."

Zou Xiang over there was silent, and when Song Qiyan was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly added something.

"Sorry BOSS, I told him you are working inside, and he has already gone in."

Song Qiyan pondered for a few seconds, then asked with a sullen face, "When?"

"About 1 minute ago." Zou Xiang's hesitant voice came from the phone after he knew he had made a mistake.

Song Qiyan frowned, and took the phone over to have a look. The call time was 58 seconds.

Turning his head to look at Jin Ziqi who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, Song Qiyan's brows slowly curled up.

After hearing the news that Qin Yuan came to look for him, the first thought that popped up in his mind was——

Never let Jin Ziqi see him!
He didn't know what happened in those years, but it didn't mean he couldn't feel the influence of those things on Jin Ziqi.

Besides, his intuition told him that Jin Ziqi definitely couldn't let go of Qin Yuan just because he wanted to.

Even if he lost his memory, he could still vaguely remember it. The weight of Qin Yuan in Jin Ziqi's heart is self-evident!

but--

Now Jin Ziqi is his woman and the mother of his child!

No matter what happened between them in those years, now she belongs to him.

Besides, isn't there someone else beside Qin Yuan?

Therefore, there is nothing wrong with him doing this, Qin Yuan has already lost the qualification to own her.

Unconsciously, there was a feeling of gloom in my heart, looking at the woman on the bed, why am I still worrying about gains and losses when I am already by my side, Jin Ziqi, if you think about it——

Song Qiyan tightly clenched the hand holding the phone, even if he remembered, you could only be mine.

As a result, the belief that these two people should not meet became more and more firm.

So what?So what about being shameless?

He just tried his best to keep her by his side!
Her eyes darkened, and she had no chance to see Qin Yuan if she stayed in the lounge.

Ignoring Zou Xiang's explanation on the phone, I hung up the phone and walked quickly to the door of the lounge.

As soon as he got to the door, the doorknob was turned by someone from the outside, and it was slowly pushed away——

"President Qin, do you want coffee or green tea?" Zou Xiang respectfully asked suddenly from outside the door.

The door that had been opened a crack closed again, and the person outside the door took a few steps back, "No need, you go out first, I'll just find Qiyan myself."

The gentle and elegant voice reveals the softness that seeps into the heart, like the warm sun in winter.

Song Qiyan tightened his grip on the doorknob, and opened the door before the person outside approached again.

The slender white figure outside the door was turning around.

Familiar yet unfamiliar handsome face, with an expression of more surprise than surprise.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised, and the fair and handsome facial features are like a cluster of breeze, elegant and gentle.

He was wearing a pure white sportswear as always, but he never lost his style.

"Qiyan, I thought you had fallen asleep inside, and I was going to wake you up."

Qin Yuan smiled lightly, stepped forward, raised his slender, white fingers, and patted Song Qiyan on the shoulder, Song Qiyan also took a step forward, and closed the door behind him without showing any trace.

It properly blocked Qin Yuan's line of sight from looking past him.

Qin Yuan's handsome eyebrows raised, and the corners of his mouth narrowed, "Don't let me see, is there someone hiding inside?"

Two men of similar height stood opposite each other, but each had its own merits.

One is stern and steady, the other is gentle and reserved. With a smile, it seems like a silent contest.

Facing Qin Yuan's joke, Song Qiyan put his hands into his trouser pockets, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Where's Fang Qingyun? Aren't you two inseparable in the past?"

Qin Yuan's eyes flickered, and he lowered his eyes and smiled helplessly, "She's going back to City B first, and I'm going there tomorrow too."

Song Qiyan narrowed his black eyes, and smiled piercingly: "Don't tell me, you stayed here just to see me."

"What do you think?" Qin Yuan's eyes were secretive, he turned and walked towards the sofa area, "I didn't expect that you would be the son of the richest man in S city."

Song Qiyan glanced at the closed door from the corner of his eyes, and followed suit, "I didn't expect that your career would develop so rapidly after not seeing you for a few years."

Qin Yuan sat down in the sofa area, spread his arms on the back of the sofa, and crossed his legs gracefully, like a vigorous man-eating plant, then looked up at Song Qiyan with a smile, "As long as there is motivation, there is nothing to do No way."

Song Qiyan poured two glasses of Cordon Bleu, one for himself, and another for Qin Yuan.

Qin Yuan didn't drink, put the glass on the side of the tea table, smiled regretfully, "I'm going to drive later."

Song Qiyan picked up the wine glass and shook it lightly, the ice cubes collided with the quilt making a crisp sound.

It looks a little weird in a quiet office.

"Fang Qingyun made it again?" After a moment of silence, Song Qiyan said abruptly.

Qin Yuan was startled, then smiled softly, acquiescing to Song Qiyan's guess.

When he was studying in Oxford, that woman followed him like a shadow, always ready to remind him what to do next, always careful and gentle.

Looks like nothing has changed over the years.

The hand holding the wine glass tightened, and he raised the glass to cover up the sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"I read the report and heard that the two of you are getting married soon?"

Song Qiyan didn't sit on the sofa, he leaned against the side of the wine cabinet, his tall and straight body leaned back slightly, his posture was lazy, most of the wine in the glass was gone.

Perhaps because of the alcohol, he returned to his usual calm and indifferent expression.

"Well, if there are no accidents, we will decide to get married in the middle of next month."

Not surprisingly?

Song Qiyan tightened his hand holding the cup, then he will definitely try his best to prevent accidents from happening.

And this accident——

Song Qiyan couldn't help looking at the closed lounge.

Nothing more than a woman lying in it.

Qin Yuan also noticed that Song Qiyan was slightly absent-minded, but he didn't take it to heart.

His eyes were like snow, he smiled gently, and his tone was full of nostalgia, "Actually, I'm not only here today to visit you, the most important thing is—"

As he spoke, he took out a bronzing invitation letter from the inner pocket of the sweatshirt.

"This is the wedding invitation for me and Qingyun, please bring your female companion to attend."

Girlfriend?

Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows, took another sip from his wine glass, did he think he was a fool?

(End of this chapter)