Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 34 Want My Heart, Dig It With A Knife
"Where are you going alone? Haven't you heard of the taxi perverted killer?"

Such unreasonable remarks made Jin Ziqi inexplicably angry. She suppressed her displeasure, turned her face calmly, and saw Song Qiyan frowning. The reproachful eyes seemed to be her who made a mistake!
The force he exerted on her wrist was so heavy, as if he was about to punish her.

"Mr. Song, men and women are not clear about giving and receiving, please respect yourself."

Jin Ziqi was extremely angry, but she tried her best to pretend to be calm and covered up her emotions well. Even she felt that she was not unhappy at all, she just wanted to go home.

Song Qiyan thought that Jin Ziqi was upset by his crash, so he lowered his stance reluctantly: "I accidentally mistook the gas pedal for the brake just now, and I will bear all the maintenance costs of his car."

"You just said you did it on purpose!"

Jin Ziqi refuted Song Qiyan's sophistry without even thinking about it, and she realized her gaffe only when she said it, unnatural embarrassment flashed in her usually indifferent eyes.

She shook her imprisoned arm: "Please let go now, I'm going home."

Song Qiyan was originally speechless by Jin Ziqi, and when he heard Jin Ziqi's mouth and mouth, he told him to let him go, especially after seeing Jin Ziqi's indifferent expression, he was half anxious and half irritable.

He didn't know what happened to Jin Ziqi, he was fine at first, but he turned his face when he said anything.

Looking at Jin Ziqi's slightly frowned eyebrows, he seemed to have a premonition that if she really let her go like this, all his previous efforts would be in vain.

Thinking about it this way, Song Qiyan didn't dare to let go of anything, but clasped it even tighter.

"Let go." Jin Ziqi ordered lightly, his overly gentle tone was like the calm before the storm.

"I told you it wasn't intentional!"

What kind of attitude is this? !Jin Ziqi stared at Song Qiyan who suddenly raised his voice in disbelief, frowning impatiently, feeling a sense of grievance welling up in his heart.

So angry, so loud, this bad man is so righteous after making a mistake!

Seeing Jin Ziqi pursing his lips and not speaking, Song Qiyan had a vague premonition in his heart, and soon found that he seemed to speak louder because of guilt, trying to cover up his wrongdoing.

"Jin Ziqi..."

"Mr. Song, we are not familiar enough to call each other by their first names. Please understand this."

Song Qiyan contemplated for a while, finally squeezed out three words, and was interrupted by Jin Ziqi. He was a little annoyed at once, but when he saw Jin Ziqi's pretty profile, he forced himself to hold back his anger.

In front of this woman, Song Qiyan is nothing!

He was like a pug dog, wagging his tail after her ass to please her when he was tired of her.

The more Song Qiyan thought about it, the more he felt that there was no limit to being cheap, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he should turn around and leave, but he couldn't let go of his hand.

"I told you that I bumped into it by accident. I'm already in my thirties. Would I still embarrass him with such a childish little trick that's too childish to be put on the table?"

When Song Qiyan said this, he acted as wronged as he could be, but to Jin Ziqi's ears, he became a full-on glib, or a playful glib!
"Shut up, I don't want to hear you say this anymore..."

The uncle driver at the front turned his head in embarrassment and looked at the two men and women who had been arguing for a long time, but they just didn't get in the car. Taking advantage of the gap between their conversations, he interrupted and said, "I said you don't want to take the car. If you don't sit, close the door. There are other things to do!"

His words not only did not ease the conflict between Song Qiyan and Jin Ziqi, but just happened to give Song Qiyan a chance to vent his inner anger, and immediately yelled at the driver: "I told you to shut up, why not?!"

The driver was bombarded for no reason and froze on the spot.

"I told you to shut up, why did you involve others?" Jin Ziqi became more and more annoyed as he spoke, staring at Song Qiyan's forceful words, raised his slender legs, and kicked his calf with the heel of his high-heeled shoes.

The elegant and calm Jin Ziqi was driven crazy by a man named Song Qiyan, who tore away all her disguise with just a few words and actions.

This is a fact she doesn't want to face.

Unexpectedly, Song Qiyan kicked his leg violently, frowned in pain, took a step back, and let go of his hands, Jin Ziqi took the opportunity to get into the car and quickly let the driver drive.

Looking at the taxi leaving in Juechen, Song Qiyan couldn't care less about the pain in his leg, and kicked hard on the street lamp by the side of the road.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Yin Li who was entangled by the special assistant he called at the door of the hotel.

"Mr. Yin, I will ask someone to take this car to you for repairs right away. As for the various expenses, don't worry, the boss has explained that he will be fully responsible for the accident, and he will also pay for all repair expenses."

"Did I say I'm going to take full responsibility? I'll pay for all the repairs?"

The mocking question interrupted Zou Xiang and Yin Li's apology, Yin Lixun turned his head and saw Song Qiyan standing not far from them with a serious expression.

Yin Li raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth curled up gloatingly, it seemed that he didn't get any good from Xiao Qi.

Song Qiyan walked up to Zou Xiang with a sullen face, cast a cold glance at Yin Li, snatched the check that Zou Xiang handed to Yin Li, and then walked straight towards the Rolls-Royce.

"Boss." Zou Xiang stopped Song Qiyan, hesitating, he didn't know how to say: "Then Mr. Yin's car..." You can't crash someone's famous car and just want to leave, right?

Song Qiyan turned his head and looked at Zou Xiang innocently. On the contrary, Zou Xiang was embarrassed, so he could only bite the bullet and cut to the point: "Should you compensate this Mr. Yin?"

"Compensation?" Song Qiyan pointed to the two famous cars that collided into a ball: "Won't the insurance company pay for it? Why should I pay? Blackmail?"

After finishing speaking, Song Qiyan got into the Rolls Royce, started the engine, reversed the car and turned the steering wheel. When the car sped out, the license plate on the front of the car fell to the ground with a bang.

When Jin Ziqi stepped into the Jin family's villa, he smelled the sweet and greasy aroma of honey and milk.

The restless mood gradually calmed down.

In the living room, Su Ningxue was sitting comfortably on the sofa. Her long hair, which was always coiled up behind her head, was hanging down like a waterfall, and her muscles were like snow, making her look no longer as strong as she was during the day, adding to the woman's charm. Femininity.

When Jin Ziqi walked over, Su Ningxue was slowly sipping a glass of milk and honey while looking down at Jin who was playing with a remote control toy on the cashmere carpet, with loving and gentle eyes.

Jin Ziqi sat down beside Su Ningxue and called Su Ningxue: "Mom."

(End of this chapter)