Kiss You, Sweetheart

Song Zhixin's eyes flickered slightly, as if those two words had nothing to do with him.

Qi Pei also stood up and said with a smile, "it's a matter of time before you and Xiuyan get married, so Mrs. Zhong and I have the same meaning. We don't want to delay any longer. I'll give you a lucky day three months later to hold the wedding.

Zhixin, I don't think so. Three months is enough for you to prepare wedding dresses and take wedding photos. "

"Well." Song Zhixin just gave a light answer and didn't express any opinions, but his expression was very indifferent, as if he was listening to other people's affairs.

Although he has a cold attitude, the word "um" has indicated that he has no objection. Mrs. Zhong breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, and a dangling heart fell back to its original position.

Zhong Xiuyan is still a little girl who wants to be coquettish in her mother's arms. After Song Zhixin left her alone in the hotel, she ran home sad and cried to Mrs. Zhong. She could not help telling what had happened.

When Mrs. Zhong heard this, she was worried. Song Zhixin doesn't even want his daughter's body. I'm afraid this marriage will fail. So she brings Zhong Xiuyan to the Song family to discuss the wedding date with Qi Pei. She just wants to cook the rice quickly.

The business of the Zhong family is becoming more and more prosperous because of their involvement in the Song family. Without the Song family, Zhong doesn't know how many customers he will lose.

Fortunately, Qi Pei fully agreed with their marriage. At this time, coupled with song Zhixin's promise, Mrs. Zhong naturally relaxed.

When song Zhixin finished, he turned and went upstairs.

Mrs. Zhong pushed Zhong Xiuyan and taught her: "Xiuyan, Zhixin has just come back from the outside. He must be tired. You can make him a cup of coffee and let him relax."

When Zhong Xiuyan hears song Zhixin's promise to marry, her worries and heartaches disappear immediately. At this time, with a little shy "um", he went to the dining room to make coffee for song Zhixin.

Qi Pei looked at Zhong Xiuyan and nodded: "now you can rest assured, Mrs. Zhong. I like Xiuyan. I think she's a daughter-in-law. "

"Yes, yes." Mrs. Zhong's face was full of laughter.

In the dining room, Zhong Xiuyan makes a coffee for song Zhixin and delivers it upstairs.

With the door open, song Zhixin stands on the terrace. He doesn't smoke. He just stands quietly, with a sense of depression.

Zhong Xiuyan stood at the door. Although the door was open, she still knocked gently.

Without looking back, song Zhixin said in a low voice, "come in."

He thought it was a domestic servant. He didn't turn around until he smelled the smell of coffee. When he saw that it was Zhong Xiuyan, his eyebrows showed a little displeasure.

"Zhixin, this is the coffee I made for you." Zhong Xiuyan gently put the tray on the tea table on the terrace and was ready to take the coffee.

But song Zhixin buttoned her wrist and pulled her up. Her face was cold.

Zhong Xiuyan was surprised. He was obviously angry.

Song Zhixin looked at her coldly: "pretending to be weak, you would complain."

Zhong Xiuyan

She understood that he was angry because she alerted Mrs. Zhong. She quickly explained, "Zhixin, I didn't mean to. I'm just very sad. My mother asked me. I just..."

"Your mother and daughter are very affectionate. They really discuss all kinds of topics." Song Zhixin suddenly threw her hand away, and his attitude was extremely cold,

she was very cold