Warm Marriage: Sheng Pampers His Wife

Chapter 51
Song Ying didn't have the habit of forcing others to make things difficult for her. Zhou Qingyun didn't want to talk about it, so she didn't mention it, but she had some thoughts in her heart.

Especially during the meal, Zhou Qingyun paid close attention to Zhong Yi frequently.

This is……

A light flashed in his mind unexpectedly, and Song Ying shook his chopsticks.

No wonder Zhou Qingyun was so surprised, and no wonder Zhong Yi and Han Yujia resembled each other.

The last time Han Yujia and Zhou Qingyun went to see her together, she felt something at that time, but she didn't take it to heart. The world is so big, and there are many people who bump into each other, so she just regarded this similarity as a coincidence.

It can be seen that Zhou Qingyun's performance is probably not a coincidence, but that Zhong Yi has some kind of relationship with Han Yujia.

For example...Bloodline!
Hiding the shock in her eyes, Song Ying adjusted her mood and continued to eat.

She wasn't hungry at all, but she also sat at the table in order to let Mr. Xia eat a few more bites.

After eating, Mr. Xia was in low spirits, so he went upstairs to rest early. Song Ying talked to Xia Tingjin downstairs for a while, and Xia Tingjin let him go after repeatedly promising that he would come over tomorrow.

It was getting late, Song Ying didn't want to go back to Bihai Villa, so she simply stayed in her small apartment.

Zhong Yi accompanied.

Since Xia Tingjin was there at noon, Zhong Yi didn't ask many questions that he wanted to ask. When he entered the door at night, he made up his mind to sort out the recent events.

But after taking a shower, she found Song Ying standing on the balcony of the living room and making a phone call.

It must be Xia Tingjin again, this is really similar to brown sugar.

Wiping his head, Zhong Yi took out his mobile phone to browse Weibo.

-

Song Ying was actually chatting with Han Jing.

She sent Han Jing a text message to tell him the truth during the day, but Xia Tingjin was there, so she didn't say anything specific, so Han Jing called to ask her about the specifics.

Song Ying picked up the important ones and finally emphasized the attitudes of Zhou Qingyun and Mr. Xia.

"That's about the same." After hearing this, Han Jing finally calmed down a bit.

But he will send someone to watch Xia Shumei next time.

He is not worried!

-

After talking for more than ten minutes, and persuading Han Jing to relax, Song Ying hung up the phone and went into the bedroom.

Zhong Yi heard her footsteps, stared at her cell phone with disdain and said, "Xia Tingjin again?"

"No." Song Ying went into the bathroom, washed her hands before coming out and said, "It's the brother Han Jing you mentioned before."

Song Ying had mentioned this person before, but Zhong Yi only remembered that he was a very arrogant painter and designer.Don't know much about the others.

There are other important things to ask, Zhong Yi is not in the mood to think about why Han Jing called Song Ying, and instead talks about some doubts of his own.

After the matter is over, telling the truth will only make Zhong Yi angry and worried, Song Ying only said something ambiguous.

Zhong Yi heard that it was nothing serious, so he was a little relieved.

Just as she breathed out and was about to lie on the bed and continue to browse Weibo, she heard Song Ying ask her, "When did you start remembering things?"

Zhong Yi didn't understand, so he wrinkled his nose and thought for a while, and said, "Three or four years old! But why did you ask this suddenly?"

Song Ying looked at her and said, "It's nothing, I suddenly want to hear about your childhood."

This was the first time she asked about her privacy. Zhong Yi was very surprised, but there was nothing she couldn't say about her childhood. After thinking about it, she said: "I was like that when I was a child, my skin was like a boy, but I said Really, you can't be too gentle and virtuous in a place like an orphanage, or you will be bullied."

Song Ying nodded.

Zhong Yi said again: "Fortunately, the dean is a good person, otherwise I wouldn't be able to go to university."

Song Ying listened, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Then do you want to find your family?"

Zhong Yi suddenly raised his head and laughed, "Are you kidding me?"

A few months after she was born, she was thrown at the gate of the orphanage. In the past 20 years, she has gotten used to living without a family.If that person popped up out of nowhere, she was probably...

Zhong Yi smacked his lips, "I don't want to have a family, I don't recognize parents who were born but not raised."

Song Ying hummed, took her pajamas and went to take a bath.

Zhong Yi looked at her back and suddenly thought of a certain possibility.

Tonight at Xia's house, Mr. Xia said that she looked like a person, and Zhou Qingyun kept looking at her at the dinner table.

Is it possible that there is a person with the same blood as her?

Zhong Yi thought for a while, picked up his phone and continued to read Weibo.

Who cares, it doesn't matter if there is that person or not.

-

The second day is Saturday.

Zhong Yi got up early in the morning to work part-time, Song Ying went directly to Xia's house, had a few bites of food with Mr. Xia who got up late, and then went out to continue taking wedding photos.

This time it was still outside, but to ensure safety, both Zhou Qingyun and the photo studio hired security personnel.

There were so many people all of a sudden, it was a little inconvenient. The task that was scheduled to be completed in one morning was not finished until three o'clock in the afternoon, and then the photos were selected. By the time Song Ying and the others came out of the photo studio, it was already dusk.

The lights in the surrounding high-rise buildings were turned on one after another, and the streets were full of people and traffic. If you looked a little farther away, you could see the most famous buildings in the city at a glance.

"That's great." Song Ying murmured.

On such a beautiful evening, I am accompanied by my future husband and mother-in-law, their laughter is in my ears, and the prosperity of the world is in front of my eyes.

Happiness is probably like this.

Zhou Qingyun heard these two words from the side, smiled and patted her on the shoulder.

-

The next day, Song Ying went downstairs for a jog after getting up in the morning.

She didn't go to Xia's house or Song's house today, and just rested in the apartment.

However, the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. As soon as she got up in the morning and finished washing, she received a call from Aunt Zhang, saying that the Song family had a visitor and said that she wanted to see her.

Song Ying: "...."

The perfect weekend was ruined, Song Ying had to pack up and go back to Bihai Villa.

When I drove to the gate of the villa, there were several cars parked in the yard.

As soon as she got out of the car, Aunt Zhang hurriedly pulled her aside.

"The ones here are all business partners of the family in the mall." Aunt Zhang looked at Song Ying sympathetically, "Madam told the young miss to be careful."

Song Ying raised her eyes, and vaguely saw a few indistinct figures in the hall of the villa, then thought about the recent situation, and smiled ironically.

There are many partners in the Song family. They hold parties every year, or come to the Song family to attend banquets, but they never mention her once, and never invite her.Now that she is going to marry Xia Tingjin, one by one came to find her by name, and the purpose should not be too obvious.

Song Ying didn't want to see these people, but half of her identity was Xia Tingjin's wife. If she really didn't see her, these people would definitely arrange her in the future.

One more thing is worse than one less thing, Song Ying shrugged, said good, and then entered the room.

Apart from Wei Qiuping, there were seven or eight people sitting in the living room, all of whom were women over 40 years old. Seeing Song Ying enter the room, they all got up and talked at the same time.

Song Ying responded politely one by one.

After the response was over, all the guests looked at each other and presented gifts one by one.

"..."

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(End of this chapter)