Kiss You, Sweetheart

She said, let you and Zhixin go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to register next Wednesday. Xiaoyan is going to be a real song's grandmother. Is there anything else you're not happy about? There's nothing else to cry about. "

Hearing Mrs. Zhong say so, Zhong Xiuyan cried more fiercely.

"Silly child, how can you still cry? Are you happy and stupid?"

"Ma." Zhong Xiuyan finally gave a hoarse call. She choked so much that she said intermittently, "I, I just received a call from Zhi, Zhi Xin, saying that he would repent..."

"What?" Mrs. Zhong was shocked. "Zhixin wants to repent."

"Well, he said that the Zhong family can pay as much as they want. He won't get married. He will immediately announce to the media that he repents of marriage." Zhong Xiuyan kept crying, "Mom, what should I do?"

"No, did you hear me wrong?" Mrs. Zhong looked frightened. "Just now Mrs. song called to ask you to register."

"I'm afraid Zhixin's words are more accurate than his mother's." Zhong Xiuyan rushed into Mrs. Zhong's arms and cried, "Mom, I can't stand it. My heart hurts. I really love Zhixin. I'm looking forward to marrying him. I don't want to be divorced. Even if he doesn't love me, I'd like to be with him. "

She cried all the time, and Mrs. Zhong was out of control. She didn't know what to do. Mingming was still in the bright heaven just now, and she fell into the hell all of a sudden. She hasn't eased her breath yet.

At this time, the door of the study opened, and Mr. Zhong, with a gloomy face, looked at the two mothers and sons. Without saying anything, he went directly to the tea table, picked up the remote control board, turned on the TV, and tuned to the entertainment channel of s city.

In the picture, although song Zhixin looks cold, he is so handsome that people scream.

Countless microphones, to his lips.

"Song Shao, do you really decide to break the engagement with Miss Zhong?"

"Yes."

"But you've only been engaged for a few months. What happened?"

"Is there something wrong with your relationship?"

Song Zhixin said quietly, "it's my problem. Miss Zhong is very good. I hope you don't disturb her. This concludes today's press conference. Thank you

Song Zhixin then turned and entered the song mansion. The reporter wanted to ask what else, but he was blocked by the security guard.

The three of them stare at the screen and suddenly feel that the sky is falling down.

"No, even if our Zhong family is a small family, we can't let the Song family bully us." Mrs. Zhong angrily pulls up Zhong Xiuyan. "Xiaoyan, I'll go to the Song family with my mother to discuss the story."

***

when song Yankuan called, Qi Pei learned that song Zhixin had issued a statement of divorce to the media. She almost fainted on the sofa. He did such a thing that he didn't even give silk any room to recover.

She called song Zhixin angrily. As soon as she opened her mouth, she asked, "Zhixin, where do you put the face of the Song family?"

But song Zhixin said quietly, "I don't think the face of the Song family is more important than my love."

Love!

Qi Peixiang heard two ridiculous words and couldn't help laughing: "Zhixin, how old are you? You are nearly 30 years old, not just three years old. How can you say such childish words? What is love, drinking or eating? Can we glorify our ancestors, or can we make the Song family carry forward? How can you say such a stupid thing? "