9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

The servants downstairs have all gone to work and should be preparing breakfast, because she has smelled the delicious smell of breakfast and may be really hungry.

Song Qingcheng saw that it was still early and didn't wake up Ji Zhengting. She also knew that he must have worked hard last night, so she decided to go downstairs to look for food.

As soon as she got downstairs, the housekeeper saw her. She seemed quite surprised.

"Good morning, Miss Song." The housekeeper was surprised and didn't forget to say hello to her.

"Good morning." Song Qingcheng replied.

"Are you better today?" The housekeeper asked with concern.

"The fever has gone down. It worries you."

"All our worries are superfluous, that is to say, we are worrying our husband badly. I can't put off yesterday's social intercourse. I just went out for one afternoon and made more than ten phone calls to ask about your situation. I heard that in the end, my husband came back ahead of time and gave the secretary all the entertainment. It seems that the Secretary's entertainment didn't end until two o'clock in the morning. "

Song Qingcheng was stunned.

Is he really that worried about himself?

Miss song must have understood the meaning of the housekeeper, so he said, "Miss Song must be hungry now? I'll ask the kitchen to bring you something to eat first. Just a moment

"Just give me a bowl of porridge and an egg." When she's hungry, she thinks everything tastes good.

"I'm afraid the eggs haven't been cooked yet, but the porridge has already been cooked. The chef just made a fresh sandwich today. Would you like to have a try? "

"Yes." Song Qingcheng nodded, not picky at all.

Because she got up early, she was the only one at the table. A bowl of porridge, a sandwich, she is very satisfied.

After eating and drinking, it's just a little over seven o'clock. Song Qingcheng is going to go upstairs and sleep for a while. If there's nothing, she plans to go to school today.

Just as I was about to go upstairs, my stepmother came out of the room. She looked like she had just woken up. She was sleepy.

When Xu saw her, her stepmother suddenly seemed to wake up a lot. To be more precise, she suddenly took out her usual domineering posture.

Come over, cold hum a mouth, "yesterday is not still burning half dead, today is alive, can't see, you still quite can pretend!"

Song Qingcheng also didn't have a good face to give her, "it's not that I can pretend, but that the water in the fountain is not cool enough. The next time your aunt is cleaning the sink, remember to put some ice in the water in the fountain. It's fun. "

The quarter mother's face was blue and white, and the corners of her mouth smoked. It seemed that she wanted to say something else. But song Qingcheng didn't feel good enough, so he said, "by the way, it's better to be on a snowy day."

Having said that, she didn't stop and went upstairs.

After that, the stepmother was so angry that she shivered all over. She ran into such a cold muzzle early in the morning. It's a hell of a thing.

Song Qingcheng went upstairs to the master bedroom. He made a mess of the master bedroom last night and wanted to clean it up. But after entering, the master bedroom has returned to its clean and tidy appearance every day.

All the bedding has been replaced. This change every day can only prove that Ji Zhengting really has a clean habit.

Song Qingcheng went to the cloakroom to change clothes. Today she feels much better and can go to school.

When she came out of the room, there was still no movement in the second bed. It was almost eight o'clock. Usually, he woke up early at this time, and the morning exercise was over. It seemed that he was really tired this time.

Song Qingcheng ponders whether he wants to go in and ask him to go to work today. If he doesn't get up, he will be late.

When thinking about it like this, song Qingcheng turned to Ciwo.

Just at the door, when he reached for his hand, the door of the bedroom was pulled from the inside. Song Qingcheng was surprised, and quickly took back his hand.

Ji Zhengting appears in the door. It seems that he didn't expect that she would be at the door, so when he sees her, he sees something strange.

"Good morning." Song Qingcheng said hello to him a little unnaturally. I think that when I wake up in the morning, I sleep in his arms and hold others. My face turns red unconsciously.

Ji Zhengting looked at the blush on her face, and her bleary eyes showed bright luster, such as a rainbow after rain.

"How do you feel?" He asked.

"It's much better. I plan to go to school today."

I'm planning to go to school. It seems that I'm much better. Ji Zhengting's face suddenly sank. "I'll talk about school later. Now I have something else to ask you."

"What's the matter?" Song Qingcheng didn't know. He was so serious in the early morning.

Ji Zhengting did not speak, but went back to the master bedroom. Song Qingcheng followed him in and saw him go to the bathroom. Then the sound of rustling came from the bathroom.

She knew that he was washing.

Song Qingcheng simply waited for him on the sofa until he washed and changed his clothes. It's the usual shirt and trousers, and it's back to the coldness and formality of the past.

"What's the matter? I'll be late if I don't say it again." Song Qingcheng came and urged him anxiously."You don't have to go to school this week." While talking to her, Ji Zhengting looks into the mirror, turns up his shirt collar and ties himself.

"Why?" Song Qingcheng felt puzzled and stepped in front of him, "don't you just want to tell me about it?"

The collar in Ji Zhengting's hand is hanging on his neck. He hasn't tied it up yet. He takes a look at her, and then he doesn't know where there is one more thing in his hand. It's the room card.

"What is this?" Ji Zhengting holds the room card in front of her.

Song Qingcheng is not so familiar with the bare room card. After looking at it askew for a long time, she recognized that it was the room card that Lu Youlin gave her that day. She frowned and said, "why is my room card here?"

Ji Zhengting's face sank, "where did it come from?"

"Someone else gave it." Grab song Qingcheng.

"Men?"

The Song Dynasty was silent. The answer is not yes.

She didn't want to cheat him and didn't think it was necessary. With his black belly, he may have asked someone to check the owner of this room card.

Ji Zhengting's face is more and more ugly and gloomy. He is also silent, staring at her eyes, but sharp as if to pierce her.

Song Qingcheng was uncomfortable when he looked at him. For his sake of taking care of himself and worrying about himself, she admitted to him, "you don't have to stare at me like this. I didn't do anything sorry for you."

Ji Zhengting expressed satisfaction with her attitude, "how to explain this room card?"

"I was cheated by a villain, too. I haven't gone to him to settle accounts yet." When it comes to this, song Qingcheng is very upset.

"Make it clear."

When song Qingcheng thought about where to start, he suddenly thought of something, "by the way, do you know a man named Lu Youlin?"

"Yes."

I really know you!