Flash Marriage Sweet Wife: No. 1 Yuan from a wealthy family

Chapter 161 Do You Want Me To Take You?

Qin Anhao couldn't help laughing because of Song Yiheng's POSS.

Song Yiheng saw Qin An laugh out loud, and then he started to mention another matter.

"Sister, I was also looking for you. It will be grandma's [-]th birthday in a few days. Have you thought about what gift to give?" At this point, Song Yiheng blinked at Qin Anhao and stared at her, as if waiting her answer.

But Qin Anhao was a little dazed, looked at Song Yiheng and replied: "How many more days?"

"35 days."

Song Yiheng told the truth.

Although it is only a small gift, it is definitely not dispensable.

Qin Anhao heard that Song Yiheng said that there were still 35 days left, so he nodded his head, knowing it. It happened that Song Yizheng came back at this time, and when he opened the door to enter the study, seeing Qin Anhao was there, his sharp eyes suddenly softened, and he walked over.

"Master Song, why do you just patronize my sister, and I'm here too."

Seeing that Song Yizheng was looking straight at him, Song Yiheng raised his voice and shouted.

Song Yizheng turned his head and glanced at Song Yiheng's eyes, the coldness in his eyes was so frightening that Song Yiheng immediately shut up.

Next, the little kid didn't have a chance to speak, and the display was directly turned off by Song Yizheng.

Seeing that the display screen was off, Qin Anhao first glanced at Song Yizheng, and finally realized that the document was still on the table, so he hurriedly covered the document on its back.

Seeing Qin Anhao's movements, Song Yizheng frowned handsomely, and walked to the desk unhurriedly.

Qin Anhao stood up and gave up his seat to Song Yizheng.

After Song Yizheng sat down, he asked, "What did Song Yiheng say?"

After saying that, the man lowered his head and stretched out his hand, intending to open the drawer, but suddenly changed direction and grabbed the document that Qin Anhao was about to take away.

Seeing that Song Yizheng wanted to take her documents, Qin Anhao's heart trembled slightly, and said a little nervously: "This is mine." After speaking, Qin Anhao exerted some strength in his hands, trying to grab it.

Unfortunately, the two each held a corner, and neither of them let go.

"Let me see."

Song Yizheng raised his eyes and looked at Qin Anhao, frowning slightly, with cold displeasure written on his face, and an obscure chill in his deep eyes.

Seeing Song Yizheng's expression, Qin Anhao's hand holding the document trembled dangerously, and gradually let go of it.

Qin Anhao let go, and Song Yizheng took the document and opened it for a look.

When I read the first few pages, I just frowned slightly, with a secretive expression on my face, and my thin lips were tightly pursed into a line; but when I saw the back, my face became more and more serious, and I didn't close the document until I finished the last page, and looked up at Qin Anhao.

"you hate me?"

The deep and cold voice made the surrounding air drop suddenly.

Qin An listened well, feeling a little embarrassed, and immediately replied in embarrassment: "I don't."

That's for sure.

Song Yizheng stood up at this moment, stared at Qin Anhao condescendingly, and said again: "Write scum a thousand times and go back to the room for corporal punishment, you choose."

After saying that, he stared at Qin Anhao coldly, waiting for her to choose.

When Qin Anhao heard Song Yizheng's words, he grinned at her in embarrassment, then turned around and sat down, took out a pen, took a few pieces of paper, and decided to write.

Seeing that Qin Anhao chose to write, Song Yizheng's eyes became darker, he turned around and went out from the study, and asked Qin Anhao to supervise his writing.

When Song Yizheng went out, Qin Anhao immediately stopped writing and was about to stand up when Li Ma entered the room.

"Mister said Madam can rest only after finishing her writing."

After saying that, Mama Li stood beside Qin Anhao, staring at her.

Being stared at, Qin An picked up the pen and continued to write depressedly.

No zuo, no die.

It's just that she was in a dilemma when she was in Telford Building, and when she was taking notes on the document, she couldn't help writing a few more scumbags about Song Yizheng to vent her emotions.

I didn't expect to make him angry.

Bow your head and continue writing.

Qin An started to write more seriously, but when she got tired of writing, she quickly wrote cursive script and wrote characters that she didn't even know herself.

Letting go just feels like you're done.

Li Ma reminded the husband to check; before Qin An could speak, Li Ma went out to find Song Yizheng.

Seeing this situation, Qin Anhao felt a little confused, and looked down at the cursive script on the table, thinking that she should hide.

Song Yizheng has already entered the study room. Seeing where Qin Anhao was standing, his eyes immediately turned soft, and suddenly turned cold. He walked over to pick up a few pieces of paper on the table, glanced roughly, and looked up at Qin Anhao. .

Qin Anhao's eyes dodged.

"what is this?"

Song Yizheng asked, frowning tightly for those characters whose shapes could not be seen.

Qin Anhao was stunned for a moment, then felt a little numb in his head, and hurriedly replied: "Words." What else could there be.

Hearing Qin Anhao's answer, Song Yizheng opened his mouth to say something, but stopped suddenly.

His eyes stared deeply at Qin An for a long time.

Finally, he reached out and pulled Qin Anhao to sit in his arms, and asked, "If you have any doubts or discomfort in your heart, you can ask me now."

After saying that, Song Yizheng looked into Qin Anhao's eyes.

When Qin Anhao heard this, he thought of Liu Nuo strangely in his heart, and hurriedly put his arms around the man's neck and leaned on his shoulder.

"I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep."

After saying that, Qin Anhao closed his eyes and lay on the man's body.

Song Yizheng didn't say much when he saw Qin Anhao, his eyes were as deep as the sea.

He clasped the woman's waist and was silent for a while, then picked her up and took her back to the room to sleep.

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If you write too much, your arms will ache.

When eating breakfast the next day, Qin Anhao kept rubbing her arms. Song Yizheng saw it and asked someone to rub it for her.

Qin Anhao waved his hand, and didn't let anyone rub it; but he remembered what Song Yiheng mentioned to her yesterday.

He stared at Song Yizheng and asked, "Do you know about your grandma's [-]s?" Song Yizheng usually didn't like to mention his family affairs, and Qin Anhao never asked.

But someone has a birthday, such a big event, you should ask.

"Huh? What's wrong?"

Song Yizheng responded, obviously knowing.

"Then what does your grandma like, I'll prepare a gift." Song Yizheng responded, and Qin Anhao asked anxiously, staring at the man full of inquiry.

However, when Song Yizheng heard that Qin Anhao asked about the gift, he put down the chopsticks in his hands unhurriedly, took a serious look at Qin Anhao, and finally replied, "Do you really want to prepare a gift for her?"

After the words fell, Song Yizheng's eyes stopped on Qin Anhao's face.

Qin An nodded hurriedly; for Mrs. Song's birthday, she naturally wanted to prepare a gift.

Seeing that Qin Anhao nodded, Song Yizheng frowned slightly, looked away, and replied, "I'll tell you tonight." After saying that, Song Yizheng was already full, stood up gracefully, straightened his cuffs, and asked: " Want me to take you?"

Qin An hurriedly shook his head and replied, "No, I can drive myself."

If Song Yizheng sent her there, it would only deepen the impression that she was relying on a man for her position.

(End of this chapter)