Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold
Chapter 185 The Return of Qiao Nan
Chapter 185 The Return of Qiao Nan (3)
Jin Ziqi saw that he was a little nervous in his joy, and curled up his lips.
It seems that the visitor means a lot to him.
Sure enough, Song Qiyan explained next: "It's my adoptive mother, Mrs. Windsor, who just came to China to discuss overseas financing cooperation projects, so she came to our wedding on the way."
Jin Ziqi nodded and wrote down, "Then come to Fengqi to pick me up in the evening."
Inadvertently glanced at the newspaper in the corner of the locker, and pulled out a morning newspaper.
The whole newspaper was spread out before her eyes.
A photo of Song Qiyan bowing his head and kissing her cheek was attached next to the eye-catching red title.
They looked very affectionate in the photo, and they should have been photographed on the night they attended the Yuan family's birthday party.
Jin Ziqi read the relevant reports carefully, and it must be said that the author has a rich imagination.
The "Prince" of the Song family came back from the dead, and held hands with the Jin family for a thousand-year agreement.
According to people familiar with the matter, the two have actually been in love for many years, and even the daughter of the Jin family announced that the child they adopted was their own flesh and blood. Now that their marriage is approaching, they are suspected of being pregnant with a second child.
Next to the vivid description, there were three or four photos, including Bai Sangsang, Qiao Nianzhao, and Su Hengfeng, and even Qin Yuan didn't let it go, they all moved them up.
The photos of these people who were shot while lying down were all printed in black and white, which formed a serious contrast with the brightly colored intimate photo of the protagonist in the middle, and even made the effect of tearing these black and white photos from the middle.
If it comes, it will make readers more aware of the hardships and hardships that this marriage has brought along the way, and it will also make people more envious of the theory of true love promoted by the rich and powerful families in the report.
Jin Ziqi looked up at Song Qiyan who was driving, he just smiled and didn't care much.
But she knew that after the marriage was confirmed and spread, Jin's stock began to rise rapidly, and she even heard rumors that the land worth a thousand dollars in the east of the city had been transferred to Jin's name.
Ben's right hand resting on the steering wheel moved down slowly, and held the hand on her knee, "I'm afraid it's too late to take the wedding photos. Let's make up after the wedding."
Jin Ziqi shook his hand back, Song Qiyan paused, and then the smile deepened, and he tightly clasped her five fingers, but Jin Ziqi turned his eyes away, and said softly, "Drive well!"
The car stopped slowly downstairs in Feng Qi.
Jin Ziqi unbuckled his seat belt, and Song Qiyan suddenly said, "Xiao Qi, I may not be the perfect husband candidate in your mind, but I will do my best to make you happy."
Her hand was still pinching the seat belt buckle, and the coldness was conveyed to the cerebral cortex.
Looking at the handsome and earnest face in front of him with deep contours, Jin Ziqi's limbs seemed to be restrained, stiff for a moment, and the blood in his whole body began to stagnate slowly.
Song Qiyan stared at her in a daze, with a faint light flashing in his eyes, he raised his hand to pinch her smooth white cheeks, and murmured with emotion, "Sure enough, it feels as good as I imagined."
Jin Ziqi came back to his senses suddenly, saw Song Qiyan studying his skin, hurriedly pushed him away, opened the car door and got out, "I'm going to be late for work, let's go!"
Song Qiyan wished for her rosy face, smiled softly, then started the car and left.
Jin Ziqi watched the car turn into a black spot, raised his hand blankly to caress the place where he had been pinched just now, as if his warmth was still there, and suddenly smiled.
But when he turned around, Director Jin, who was noble and indifferent as before, walked in the door.
At 04:30 in the afternoon, Song Qiyan came to pick her up.
He looked Jin Ziqi up and down, and then opened the door for her calmly.
The two people who got into the car were relatively silent, but the smile on Song Qiyan's mouth never disappeared from the beginning to the end.
"What are you laughing at?" Jin Ziqi couldn't bear such a weird atmosphere after all.
Song Qiyan stroked his chin with one hand, and glanced at her with a half-smile, "It's nothing."
Jin Ziqi felt that he deliberately aroused her curiosity and then stimulated her appetite, so she simply turned her body slightly and looked at the road outside the window, ignoring him.
"Why are you wearing makeup?" He asked abruptly.
Jin Ziqi was taken aback, and said unnaturally: "I just want to cover my dark circles..."
He suddenly realized and nodded, the smile on his lips did not diminish, "So it is to cover the dark circles under the eyes!"
Jin Ziqi's ears turned slightly red.
Whether it was because of his casual tone or simply because his lie had been caught.
I was ashamed, my clumsy performance became more like a joke in front of Song Qiyan.
Both hands clasped the handbag involuntarily. The Jin family taught her most of the intrigues in the mall, but never involved the lessons on how to get along with her mother-in-law.
Mrs. Windsor is more like Song Qiyan's relatives than Song Zhiren.
The love of nurturing is greater than the love of giving birth.
She couldn't help being a little worried, if Mrs. Windsor didn't like herself like Song Ranqin didn't like Qiao Nianzhao, how would she deal with such a war between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?
Although she may not see Mrs. Windsor a few times a year, it is still a thorn in her heart after all.
Song Qiyan seemed to be infected with her anxiety, and turned to look at her, "Although my adoptive mother is British, she is an out-and-out Chinese fan. If I see you, I will definitely fall in love with you."
"Why doesn't that sound like a compliment to me?"
The car stopped by the side of the road, Song Qiyan stretched out his hand, and brushed her eyes with oriental classic look, even the light and watery expression was unique.
The curly long eyelashes fluttered, scratching his fingers slightly itchy, suppressing the urge to move in his heart, sighing softly, a little helpless, the time and place are wrong...
"From the first time I saw you, I mistakenly thought that you came out of an ancient history book. From appearance to temperament, you have inherited the classic oriental charm that cannot be copied. How should you put it, it is as rare as the quintessence of China. "
Jin Ziqi frowned when he heard this, "You can just call me old-fashioned and boring."
"Uh..." Song Qiyan was stunned for a moment, looking at the strands of long jet-black hair at the temples, her pink cheeks, and watery eyes, his mind suddenly fluttered, and he leaned forward unconsciously.
It's just that a newspaper suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his bestiality.
"The airport is here, get out of the car!" Jin Ziqi's plain voice was next to his ear.
Pulling off the newspaper from her face, looking at her slender figure getting out of the car, she thought angrily——
Next time, don't bring her out to attract others!
The plane was delayed for half an hour due to a missed flight, and Jin Ziqi went to the bathroom halfway.
(End of this chapter)
Jin Ziqi saw that he was a little nervous in his joy, and curled up his lips.
It seems that the visitor means a lot to him.
Sure enough, Song Qiyan explained next: "It's my adoptive mother, Mrs. Windsor, who just came to China to discuss overseas financing cooperation projects, so she came to our wedding on the way."
Jin Ziqi nodded and wrote down, "Then come to Fengqi to pick me up in the evening."
Inadvertently glanced at the newspaper in the corner of the locker, and pulled out a morning newspaper.
The whole newspaper was spread out before her eyes.
A photo of Song Qiyan bowing his head and kissing her cheek was attached next to the eye-catching red title.
They looked very affectionate in the photo, and they should have been photographed on the night they attended the Yuan family's birthday party.
Jin Ziqi read the relevant reports carefully, and it must be said that the author has a rich imagination.
The "Prince" of the Song family came back from the dead, and held hands with the Jin family for a thousand-year agreement.
According to people familiar with the matter, the two have actually been in love for many years, and even the daughter of the Jin family announced that the child they adopted was their own flesh and blood. Now that their marriage is approaching, they are suspected of being pregnant with a second child.
Next to the vivid description, there were three or four photos, including Bai Sangsang, Qiao Nianzhao, and Su Hengfeng, and even Qin Yuan didn't let it go, they all moved them up.
The photos of these people who were shot while lying down were all printed in black and white, which formed a serious contrast with the brightly colored intimate photo of the protagonist in the middle, and even made the effect of tearing these black and white photos from the middle.
If it comes, it will make readers more aware of the hardships and hardships that this marriage has brought along the way, and it will also make people more envious of the theory of true love promoted by the rich and powerful families in the report.
Jin Ziqi looked up at Song Qiyan who was driving, he just smiled and didn't care much.
But she knew that after the marriage was confirmed and spread, Jin's stock began to rise rapidly, and she even heard rumors that the land worth a thousand dollars in the east of the city had been transferred to Jin's name.
Ben's right hand resting on the steering wheel moved down slowly, and held the hand on her knee, "I'm afraid it's too late to take the wedding photos. Let's make up after the wedding."
Jin Ziqi shook his hand back, Song Qiyan paused, and then the smile deepened, and he tightly clasped her five fingers, but Jin Ziqi turned his eyes away, and said softly, "Drive well!"
The car stopped slowly downstairs in Feng Qi.
Jin Ziqi unbuckled his seat belt, and Song Qiyan suddenly said, "Xiao Qi, I may not be the perfect husband candidate in your mind, but I will do my best to make you happy."
Her hand was still pinching the seat belt buckle, and the coldness was conveyed to the cerebral cortex.
Looking at the handsome and earnest face in front of him with deep contours, Jin Ziqi's limbs seemed to be restrained, stiff for a moment, and the blood in his whole body began to stagnate slowly.
Song Qiyan stared at her in a daze, with a faint light flashing in his eyes, he raised his hand to pinch her smooth white cheeks, and murmured with emotion, "Sure enough, it feels as good as I imagined."
Jin Ziqi came back to his senses suddenly, saw Song Qiyan studying his skin, hurriedly pushed him away, opened the car door and got out, "I'm going to be late for work, let's go!"
Song Qiyan wished for her rosy face, smiled softly, then started the car and left.
Jin Ziqi watched the car turn into a black spot, raised his hand blankly to caress the place where he had been pinched just now, as if his warmth was still there, and suddenly smiled.
But when he turned around, Director Jin, who was noble and indifferent as before, walked in the door.
At 04:30 in the afternoon, Song Qiyan came to pick her up.
He looked Jin Ziqi up and down, and then opened the door for her calmly.
The two people who got into the car were relatively silent, but the smile on Song Qiyan's mouth never disappeared from the beginning to the end.
"What are you laughing at?" Jin Ziqi couldn't bear such a weird atmosphere after all.
Song Qiyan stroked his chin with one hand, and glanced at her with a half-smile, "It's nothing."
Jin Ziqi felt that he deliberately aroused her curiosity and then stimulated her appetite, so she simply turned her body slightly and looked at the road outside the window, ignoring him.
"Why are you wearing makeup?" He asked abruptly.
Jin Ziqi was taken aback, and said unnaturally: "I just want to cover my dark circles..."
He suddenly realized and nodded, the smile on his lips did not diminish, "So it is to cover the dark circles under the eyes!"
Jin Ziqi's ears turned slightly red.
Whether it was because of his casual tone or simply because his lie had been caught.
I was ashamed, my clumsy performance became more like a joke in front of Song Qiyan.
Both hands clasped the handbag involuntarily. The Jin family taught her most of the intrigues in the mall, but never involved the lessons on how to get along with her mother-in-law.
Mrs. Windsor is more like Song Qiyan's relatives than Song Zhiren.
The love of nurturing is greater than the love of giving birth.
She couldn't help being a little worried, if Mrs. Windsor didn't like herself like Song Ranqin didn't like Qiao Nianzhao, how would she deal with such a war between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?
Although she may not see Mrs. Windsor a few times a year, it is still a thorn in her heart after all.
Song Qiyan seemed to be infected with her anxiety, and turned to look at her, "Although my adoptive mother is British, she is an out-and-out Chinese fan. If I see you, I will definitely fall in love with you."
"Why doesn't that sound like a compliment to me?"
The car stopped by the side of the road, Song Qiyan stretched out his hand, and brushed her eyes with oriental classic look, even the light and watery expression was unique.
The curly long eyelashes fluttered, scratching his fingers slightly itchy, suppressing the urge to move in his heart, sighing softly, a little helpless, the time and place are wrong...
"From the first time I saw you, I mistakenly thought that you came out of an ancient history book. From appearance to temperament, you have inherited the classic oriental charm that cannot be copied. How should you put it, it is as rare as the quintessence of China. "
Jin Ziqi frowned when he heard this, "You can just call me old-fashioned and boring."
"Uh..." Song Qiyan was stunned for a moment, looking at the strands of long jet-black hair at the temples, her pink cheeks, and watery eyes, his mind suddenly fluttered, and he leaned forward unconsciously.
It's just that a newspaper suddenly appeared in front of him, blocking his bestiality.
"The airport is here, get out of the car!" Jin Ziqi's plain voice was next to his ear.
Pulling off the newspaper from her face, looking at her slender figure getting out of the car, she thought angrily——
Next time, don't bring her out to attract others!
The plane was delayed for half an hour due to a missed flight, and Jin Ziqi went to the bathroom halfway.
(End of this chapter)
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