Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 128 Ziqi's Ayuan Dinner Prelude (4)
Then he saw the small wound under a certain bang, and raised his eyebrows: "What's the matter with the forehead?"

"Accidentally fell, but it doesn't hurt anymore!" Jin Moumou grinned with pink lips and grape eyes narrowed.

Rarely, when Jin Ziqi bent down to hug him, he stretched out his two small arms towards Song Qiyan, and coquettishly shouted: "Papa hug! So-and-so wants a papa hug!"

The child who had never called Song Qiyan's father suddenly yelled, and he yelled so loudly, as if afraid that others would not hear him, Jin Ziqi was startled, but Song Qiyan excitedly picked up the little fat man and kissed him wildly.

He laughed twice in a good mood: "My dear son, call me twice to listen!"

"Baba!" Jin Moumou put a small face against Song Qiyan's cheek, and called out sweetly, "Baba!"

So-and-so lay on Song Qiyan's shoulder, rolled his eyes at the little girl, and silently provoked her.

But the little girl pulled Hu Dingmin's cuffs, and said with a mournful face and aggrieved: "Mom, so-and-so kid's dad looks so handsome, and Yuanyuan also wants to—"

Childish words are innocent!Hu Dingmin hurriedly covered her daughter's mouth, and explained awkwardly to Jin Ziqi: "The child talks nonsense, Ziqi, don't mind!"

Jin Ziqi shook his head with a smile, everyone has a love for beauty, and the only one to blame is Song Qiyan, a monster!

Hu Dingmin heaved a sigh of relief, but a car whistle sounded not far away. When everyone turned their heads, they saw a black elegant car stopped by the side of the road.

A man came down. He looked 40 years old and looked rather ugly. Although he was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, as he approached, he could still see subtle wrinkles at the corners of his eyes.

"It's my husband who came to pick us up." When Hu Dingmin said this, his brows and eyes were full of sweetness.

After exchanging contact information, Hu Dingmin took her daughter and her husband away.

Jin Ziqi looked at the car going away, a little distracted, Song Qiyan touched her shoulder: "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing, it's just that I suddenly feel that mediocrity is the real happiness."

Jin Ziqi spoke thoughtfully, his eyes still looking in the direction of the car.

Song Qiyan hugged someone who was dozing off, turned his head to stare at Jin Ziqi's beautiful side face, his eyes were secretive: "If you want, we can go back to live on a farm in Australia."

The former Song Qiyan came back just for revenge, to take back everything that should belong to him.

But now, what he wants most is not the huge wealth of the Song family, but this woman by his side.

And their baby in their arms.

Jin Ziqi turned his face to look at him when he heard the sound, with a smile on his lips: "When I am 60 years old, I will go to the farm with you to farm men and women weaving. How about spending the rest of my life?"

Song Qiyan's eyes deepened, he clasped her hand with one hand, and replied in a low voice: "Okay, when you are 60 years old, we will return to Australia to settle down, just the two of us."

There is no Su Hengfeng, no Yin Li, and there is no A Yuan in your deep memory.

Back at Jin's house in the evening, Su Ningxue was already waiting for Jin Ziqi in the living room.

"This is the invitation card for the business party tomorrow night, you can go for me."

What was handed to Jin Ziqi was an exquisite invitation letter.

It is the [-]th birthday party of the granddaughter of the chairman of Shengxing Holdings Group.

"If you feel bored going alone, you can go with Ah Li, and he will probably be dragged by your Uncle Yin."

Su Ningxue was instructing Jin Ziqi, but Song Qiyan on the other end suddenly interrupted while hugging someone who was asleep.

"Mom, don't worry, don't you still have me?"

Seeing Song Qiyan, Su Ningxue's originally soft face suddenly darkened, and she glared at Song Qiyan: "What's the matter with you, stay at home tomorrow night and take care of the child!"

Song Qiyan still wanted to quibble, but Su Ningxue turned around and went upstairs without even glancing at him.

After his mother-in-law gnawed away, Song Qiyan thought of his wife for comfort, but when he turned around, he saw Jin Ziqi on the phone: "A Li, um, yes...then see you at the meeting tomorrow."

Song Qiyan: "..."

The next day, after Jin Ziqi got off work, he went straight to the dress ordering center to get the evening dress Su Ningxue had prepared.

The service object here is the part of the people at the top of the pyramid in this city.

Except for the dress order center on the third floor, the gymnasium is on the second floor, and the beauty salon is on the fourth floor.

On the fifth floor is a large outdoor swimming pool.

It sounds like it is full of charming and mysterious colors like hanging gardens.

Jin Ziqi spent about half an hour doing a full-body spa, and the whole process was muddled.

She doesn't enjoy these legendary luxury life very much.

The beautician brought in brand-new underwear, then wrapped her in a big bath towel, and said in a respectful tone, "Miss Jin, it's time for us to try on the dress."

As soon as he walked out of the elevator with the beautician, Jin Ziqi involuntarily paused, and his steps slowed down.

Because she saw Song Qiyan without warning and within reason.

He was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed, flipping through magazines between his slender fingers, and the green tea in the glass was curling up.

Seeing her coming in, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled: "Here we are."

Jin Ziqi was not at all curious about why he appeared here, perhaps, she had already expected it in her heart.

"Mr. Song, there is the dress you want." A staff member came over.

Song Qiyan tossed the magazine away, put down his slender legs and got up, with a handsome figure, but he didn't follow the staff, instead, he walked towards Jin Ziqi who stopped at the door.

Even though I was honest with each other every night, it was still a little nervous to be face to face with him wrapped in a towel like this.

He put one hand in his trouser pocket, leaned down his long body, raised the other hand, touched her smooth cheek intentionally or unintentionally with his slightly rough fingers, and brushed a strand of long hair stuck to her lips to his ear back.

Turning her face, the deep-lined facial features are close to her.

Jin Ziqi lowered his eyelashes, not daring to look at his swirling black eyes, his heart was like a mirror——

He must have done it on purpose.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, make provocative moves!

Seeing the faint blush on her cheeks as he wished, Song Qiyan straightened up and put that hand into his trouser pocket.

He looked down at her, then smiled warmly, softening the cold outline: "Go and change, I'll come pick you up later, I'll change next door, I can call if I need something."

His smile was on the corner of his lips, a little bit, not clear, but it seemed to be joyful.

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked away, and the staff respectfully led him the way.

Jin Ziqi was still standing where he was, listening to the soft, envious voices around him, wishing he could kick his back hard.

It was definitely intentional, deliberately creating such an ambiguous illusion!
(End of this chapter)