Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 213 Song Qiyan's Insidious Methods

Chapter 213 Song Qiyan's Insidious Methods (3)
"Maybe it's an opportunity."

"What chance?" Jin Ziqi looked at him puzzled.

Song Qiyan glanced at her with a smile, "Do you think our mother is living happily now?"

Jin Ziqi's body froze, is mom happy?She doesn't know how the past few decades have been, but in the past four years, she has never seen her mother smile sincerely at her father once.In a marriage, if you can't even smile at the man you get along day and night, how much affection is left?
"Instead of being trapped in a knot in my heart for the rest of my life, I would rather take this opportunity to untie it. The process may be painful, but the result is good. It's a reward after all the hard work. Besides, our mother may be able to bloom again!"

Seeing that he was speaking clearly and logically, Jin Ziqi could not help but move a little closer, leaning on his arm and raising his head to tease him: "It is so wise to analyze other people's feelings, why do you become so timid when it comes to yourself?"

The car stopped at the red light at the intersection, Song Qiyan tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, pondered for a while, and turned his head: "That's not called timidity, it's a man's uneasiness."

"Is there a difference?" Jin Ziqi blinked his eyes, obviously meaning the same thing.

Song Qiyan frowned and put on a face: "Why is there no difference, why a man is uneasy, of course it is because the wife did not give enough promise." He said it seriously.

"Are you trying to pass the responsibility on to me?"

"No," Song Qiyan shook his head, saying righteously, "Because it was your responsibility."

Jin Ziqi's eyebrows twitched, he turned his face away and decided to ignore him, clutching the cushion on the seat, watching the traffic lights outside the window, waiting for the car to drive, but Song Qiyan suddenly called out to her: "Jin Ziqi!"

When she turned her head, she saw Song Qiyan staring at her with burning eyes. He seemed to hesitate for a long time before he tentatively opened his mouth, paying attention to her expression, "You never seem to say you love me."

"..."

Neither of them noticed that the green light had turned on. Song Qiyan woke up and started the car to merge into the traffic until someone honked the horn behind him to urge him, but his eyes flicked to the woman next to him from time to time.

Those eyes seem to be constantly implying: You speak quickly, I am waiting to hear...

Jin Ziqi was really helpless when he saw him, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

"Jin Ziqi, you did such a heinous thing to me, shouldn't you say something responsible?"

"..." He continued to close his eyes and remained silent.

"Okay, okay, I know you are thin-skinned, and I'm embarrassed to say those three words, so I'll ask you the head office, okay?"

"……"no response.

"Forget it, I'm asking you. If you deny it, just say it. If you don't say it, I will take it as your acquiescence."

"..."

"Jin Ziqi, do you love me?"

"I love you." Extremely light and fast and inarticulate.

At the same time, with a loud bang, the Maybach bumped headfirst into Santana's ass in front!
It took more than half a day to deal with the traffic accident and send the car to be repaired.

But the owner of the Maybach was in a particularly good mood. He smiled and greeted people throughout the accident handling process. He not only apologized to the Santana driver, but also "surrendered himself" to the traffic police comrades in a very cooperative manner.

Then I took a taxi home, sitting in the back seat like a suction cup stuck to Jin Ziqi, resting my head on her shoulder, occasionally looking up at her eagerly, eyes full of unconcealable excitement.

It's hard to imagine that a mature man in a suit and leather shoes would make such a coquettish expression!
"Jin Ziqi."

"what?"

"I didn't hear clearly just now, say it again!"

"say what?"

"I love you, what else is there, why is my memory so bad!"

The driver driving in front couldn't help but look back. Has the personality of the man and woman switched?

"Jin Ziqi." She even rubbed against her shoulder a few times like a puppy.

She blushed, and glared at him sideways: "Shut up, take a good ride."

"Oh." It was rare for the man to cooperate so much, and he really shut up.

The corners of Jin Ziqi's mouth raised uncontrollably, thinking that it would be great if he had a bone in his hand now!

Jin Ziqi didn't mention Qiao Xinhui's matter to Su Ningxue, and even kept the matter of going to prison a secret.

In the evening, Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan went back to the Song residence.

He didn't bring much luggage, just a box, and the Song family had already prepared everything he needed to buy.

Song Zhiren was feeding the fish in the study, looking very interested.

Seeing them coming in, he put down the fish food in his hand, took the wet towel from Manager Ming and wiped his hands, then waved to Jin Ziqi: "Xiao Qi, come and see the fish I raise!"

It seems that Song Zhiren didn't pay much attention to the incident at the wedding.

Jin Ziqi glanced at Song Qiyan, then followed Song Zhiren's words and walked over.

Looking at the colorful fish swimming freely in the fish tank, I don't have much interest.

Song Qiyan, on the other hand, sat down casually on the sofa, with his slender legs crossed over the side of the coffee table, and looked around this luxurious room decorated like an ancient emperor's study room in boredom.

In the gap where no one was paying attention, the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking smile, and his fingers stroked the short stubble on his chin. The glint in his eyes flashed fleetingly, like an old fox planning something.

Then he got up and paced over, leaning against Jin Ziqi's back and looking at those treasures that Song Zhiren cherished together: "It's just a few arhats, and the price is not as good as those Fengshui fishes in my father-in-law's study."

Song Zhiren extremely disapproved of Song Qiyan's disapproving attitude, and gave him a dissatisfied look.

"What do you know, this arhat is no easier to keep than those ordinary goldfish, but gold is more expensive, unlike those fish in your office fish tank, just sprinkle a handful of fish food and they can fend for themselves for three or four days."

When Song Zhiren suddenly told them how to raise fish, although Jin Ziqi was puzzled, he didn't ask any more questions. He just stood aside and listened quietly. How could Song Qiyan let Song Zhiren take advantage of it?

"Dad, what you said is wrong. Arhat is coquettish because of gold and preciousness. If there is no high-quality fish food to serve him one day, it is hard to guarantee that he will not starve to death. How can he be as tenacious as those goldfish?"

"Besides, Dad, how do you know that I'm not serious about raising those fish in my office? It's not about the quality of the fish, it's about who can raise the best ones. No matter how good the seedlings are, it's useless to raise them into waste that only knows how to eat and drink."

Song Qiyan became more active after talking about it, and ignored the displeasure on Song Zhiren's face, and just wanted to talk more cheaply, as if he felt comfortable watching Song Zhiren suffocate him.

When Song Zhiren was told by his son that he couldn't get off the stage, the door of the study was knocked lightly. It was the servant who came to tell him that dinner was ready. Song Zhiren coughed dryly and was the first to leave with his hands behind his back.

(End of this chapter)

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