9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

When the door was opened, song Qingcheng instinctively looked over and saw that although it was not the same as before, his mind still stayed in the provocative picture just now.

His face turned red again.

Ji Zhengting glanced at her and went downstairs. Song Qingcheng hurriedly follows up, runs too fast, did not expect him to stop suddenly, harmed her to rush over the head, rushed in front of him, had to return.

"I have something to tell you." She spoke.

"He said He's been giving her a chance.

"How much did I spend in the hospital the other day?"

“……” Ji Zhengting stares at her coldly.

Song Qingcheng saw that his face was not good, and then he went on, "well, last time I was cheated by a high imitation, I lost a lot of money. Thanks to your help, I didn't have time to thank you for that

"Go on."

“……” Is he so sure he's not finished? Well, I really haven't finished, "I have money now. You give me an account number and I'll call you."

Ji Zhengting's searching eyes look at her, and his secretive eyes are incomprehensible.

Song Qingcheng didn't know what he was thinking. I only know that the rich are different, and some people are indifferent when they pay back the money.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" Song Qingcheng was a little impatient to see him silent.

"I'll get back to you." He went downstairs.

Song Qingcheng wanted to say something else. After all, I'm at home now. It's only half a minute to go back to my room. Why do I have to talk about it later!

She doesn't like procrastination because she has a bad memory. Maybe she will forget it later.

However, she did not believe that someone would forget to pay back the money.

She also went downstairs to have breakfast. Halfway through the meal, Xin Yue called.

"Hello, Xinyue." She answers the phone while eating.

"Why haven't you come out yet? I'll wait for you at the intersection."

"Oh, I haven't eaten well, didn't I say it's later today?" It's said to meet at 9:30. It's just after 8:00.

"I'll take you to the east suburb today. It's said that the houses over there are newly built, and the environment and transportation are relatively convenient. It's the best suburb of s city today. The main reason is that the environment over there is very suitable for living."

"Really? Can the house price over there be very expensive? " Song Qingcheng was in a good mood as soon as he heard that there were suitable houses.

"No, it's the same as what we saw. I'll show you. "

"Well, wait for me. I'll be right out." Mouth said, the hand ate half of the toast has been put down, took out the paper, casually wipe, get up to go.

"Finish the bowl." Ji Zhengting spoke coolly.

Song Qingcheng just lifted up his buttocks and looked at him, "I'm full."

He didn't speak and drank porridge slowly.

The housekeeper came up kindly to remind, "Miss Song, we have a rule here. We can't waste food."

Song Qingcheng thinks that Ji Zhengting is on purpose. If the housekeeper helps him, she will think that they are trying to embarrass herself. "But there is not a day to finish so much breakfast every day."

Why does she just lose half of her toast and force her to finish it?

"It's not finished, but the rest is useful." The housekeeper explained.

Song Qingcheng was so angry that she sat down, picked up the piece of toast on the plate and put it into her mouth. Gobble it up and pay no attention to the image at all.

But

I swallowed too fast and choked.

Ji Zhengting put down his spoon, took out a napkin and wiped the corner of his mouth. When he was ready to get up and leave, he caught a glimpse of the child beside him. It seemed that something was wrong.

He drew back his eyes and didn't intend to take care of her.

Song Qingcheng choked out of breath and pulled him. On the other hand, he clasped his neck, hoping to pick out the choking things.

Ji Zhengting's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and then, as if he had found something, his eyes flashed a little startled. He patted her on the back and poured a glass of water with his other hand.

Song Qingcheng has been choked with red face, at any time to gasp.

"Drink water." Ji Zhengting was also very scared. His face turned white.

Song Qingcheng grabs the water cup in his hand, Gulu Gulu drinks two mouthfuls and swallows the food blocked in his chest. He feels that he can breathe in a moment, and his face changes slowly.

"How's it going?" Ji Zhengting has never encountered such a thing, so I'm not sure what happened to her.

Song Qingcheng looked at him and nodded.

She was so frightened that she thought she was going to die just now. Fortunately, he handed the water, otherwise he might have gone.

"Well, the better I can go out with Xinyue, I'll go first." After a while, song Qingcheng felt much better. When he got up, he thought of something again. "By the way, you can send me your account number later, or put the card directly in my room. I'll turn it over to you when I see it."Ji Zhengting is there with a handsome face. I saved her just now, but she didn't say a word of thanks. She even patronized me to ask for money.

Who wants her to pay back?!

……

When song Qingcheng arrives at the intersection, she sees Xinyue's car parked there. She goes over and directly pulls open the door to get on.

"Why so long?" It's been three minutes. However, Xin Yue finds that her face is not right. "It doesn't look good. Is it uncomfortable?"

"No, I just choked on my bread."

Xinyue a little speechless, "I really admire you, such a big person, eating can be choked."

“……” Therefore, Ji Zhengting must have killed himself just now.

"By the way, did you tell your boss about your plan to buy a house?" Xin Yue asked casually while driving.

Song Qingcheng shook his head, "no, but he was on the side when I just talked to you on the phone. I should know."

"You can consult him. After all, Ji's real estate is one of the best tycoons in s city."

"What they do is a first-hand house transaction. What I want to buy is a second-hand house. It doesn't matter at all." Song Qingcheng just wanted to consult him, but after thinking about it, he didn't need any trouble.

"At least you can give some advice, including the price of housing, the market, they are experts."

Song Qingcheng didn't make a sound.

Think Xinyue said quite right, even if Ji Zhengting won't help himself, at least he won't pit himself?!

She decided to go home tonight and ask him.

However, song Qingcheng gained a lot from this day. After looking at several houses, they were good in all aspects. Xin Yue also liked them, but the price was too high. They were all over 1.5 million.