Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 87 What Do I Want To Do? (2)
"Don't worry, I also asked Qiyan to go home for dinner." Song Zhiren added.

Call everyone together, and then proceed to the next round of breach?
Jin Ziqi squeezed the steering wheel, "Okay, I'll go right away."

Song Zhiren simply hung up the phone, and Jin Ziqi didn't have time to chat with him all over the place.

Restart the car, turn around at the location indicated by the road sign, and drive to the address of Song's house.

On the way, Jin Ziqi still called Song Qiyan.

Song Qiyan also seemed to know that Song Zhiren had taken Jin away without permission, and the first thing he said was: "Don't worry, I'm already on my way to Song's house."

"Elder Song also asked me to go to Song's house." Jin Ziqi thought about it and told Song Qiyan honestly.

"What did he ask you to do?!" Song Qiyan was obviously surprised and annoyed, but quickly calmed down, "You go home now and wait. I'll take the child back in an hour."

"What should come will come, even if you escape the first day of junior high school, you can't avoid the fifteenth day."

As soon as Jin Ziqi said this, Song Qiyan fell silent. He also knew that one of the obstacles they might face in getting married came from Song Zhiren.

Although he didn't take Song Zhiren as his father very much, if he completely ignored him, he would definitely be in trouble in the future.

Simply use this opportunity to speak up.

"Then... let's go together." Song Qiyan hesitated for a while before agreeing to Jin Ziqi's going together.

Jin Ziqi responded, "Well, let's meet at the gate of the Song family."

When she was about to hang up the phone, Song Qiyan stopped her and explained seriously, "If the old man says something unpleasant later, just treat it like flies flying around and pollute your ears, and don't take it to heart. If you really listen If it’s over, just take XX and leave.”

"Then why don't you go?" Jin Ziqi asked jokingly.

The tension and anxiety just now gradually dissipated because of Song Qiyan's old lady-like instructions.

"Of course I want to leave too. Before I leave, do I want to vent my anger to you two?"

Jin Ziqi couldn't help laughing, she had seen how Song Qiyan made Song Zhiren faint.

"Don't come like that, or the tens of thousands of employees of the Song family won't be able to spare me."

Hearing Jin Ziqi's laughter, Song Qiyan seemed to relax his tense heartstrings. After a moment of silence, he suddenly called her, "Xiao Qi."

This was the first time that Song Qiyan called Jin Ziqi by his nickname in such a calm situation.

Jin Ziqi didn't feel awkward, and said "um" while driving, waiting for his next words.

"When I arrive at Song's house later, what do you want to call me?"

Jin Ziqi was at a loss for words when asked. It seemed that she always called him Mr. Song.

Occasionally, when he was pushed into a hurry, he would call him by his first name.

Song Qiyan seemed to have noticed Jin Ziqi's embarrassment, he grinned secretly smugly, and kindly suggested: "Why don't you call him Brother Qiyan?"

Jin Ziqi didn't say good or bad, but Song Qiyan felt that she was going to hang up the phone, and hurriedly broke the deadlock: "Call as you like, as long as it's not Mr. Song."

There was still no sound from Jin Ziqi's side. After Song Qiyan waited for a long time, a low, shy female voice came from the receiver, "Ayan."

After Song Qiyan heard it, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and it was him that Chunfeng proudly said.

Jin Ziqi over here blushed when he heard his deep laughter, and his whole body became hot for a while.

"Why don't you talk?" Song Qiyan asked with concern, with a smile in his voice.

Jin Ziqi pursed his lips, opened the windows on both sides to ventilate, and lowered the ambiguous temperature inside the car.

"It's nothing, I just think it's too intimate."

For her, Song Qiyan was the first one to call a man like this all these years besides Ah Li.

She hadn't had time to get used to such intimacy.

Song Qiyan's cheerful laughter sounded again from the receiver, "Aren't we the closest people?"

Jin Ziqi was stiff for a moment, but recovered quickly, the hand holding the steering wheel gradually relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face, he was right, when she agreed to marry him, they were already the closest people to each other .

Perhaps it should be said that they are the two strangers who are about to become the closest.

Almost when Jin Ziqi's car stopped at the gate of the Song family's mountain villa, Song Qiyan also drove there.

Jin Ziqi is not familiar with this place, she has not been here once in the past four years, she has only heard about this luxurious building in magazines or other people's mouths.

After the guard system confirmed their identities, the big iron gate of the villa was slowly opened to let them through.

After parking the car in the designated parking space, Jin Ziqi just pulled out the car key, and the driver's door was opened.

Jin Ziqi turned his head, looked up slightly, and saw Song Qiyan standing by the car door with a smile.

He suddenly put one hand behind his back, bent at thirty degrees, and gently raised the other hand in front of her.

Basic gentlemanly manner?
Jin Ziqi smiled, put his slender and fair legs together, moved out gently, and landed on the ground.

A slender and beautiful hand was raised, and it fell into Song Qiyan's waiting hand without rejection.

With his strength, the body spun out gracefully, and the pink chiffon skirt was like a blooming water lily.

"Thank you." She looked up at him and smiled quietly, her hand was still held in his palm.

Song Qiyan suddenly lowered his head and pressed a kiss on her forehead. She was a little unaccustomed to being stunned, but he took her hand into his own and reminded: "It's about to start."

Jin Ziqi came back to his senses and saw that he was holding his hand, but he didn't withdraw it. Sooner or later, he had to get used to it, right?
She nodded, "Yeah."

Song Qiyan smiled without saying a word, and led her to the classical and luxurious Song family villa not far away.

Inside, there is a tough battle waiting for them to fight.

The Song family villa was built in the outskirts of the city.

The main building has five floors, one auxiliary building in the east and the west, and a two-story villa.

It follows the traditional classical architectural style of Western Europe.

The whole garden is clean and bright.

The flowers and plants go around the road and are arranged in order.

Some tall and low shrubs bloomed with some huge and beautiful flowers.

Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan walked all the way, and what they saw were either rare flower seeds or exotic grasses.

"I suddenly understand why Song Ranqin can stay young forever."

Jin Ziqi sighed, the two looked at each other and smiled tacitly, obviously wanting to go together.

Staying in such a paradise-like place really helps to cultivate one's sentiments or something.

"If you like it, you will be the hostess here from now on."

Song Qiyan's promise can be described as strong and firm, it seems that as long as he wants to do it, he can do it.

(End of this chapter)