"How old are you?" Looking at the content pushed on your phone, Song Zhiyuan wanted to throw Zhou Qichuan out of the car window.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Qichuan, who looked at the marriage certificate all the way, looked up and looked at it, and there was a smile that could not be hidden in his eyes.

I don’t know, but I thought he was not going to get the marriage certificate, but to rob the marriage.

Song Zhiyuan was simply disgusted with this terrible appearance.

"What's wrong, wife?" Song Zhiyuan looked at her covering her forehead and thought she felt uncomfortable.

The drivers were considerate and slowed down.

Song Zhiyuan turned around and looked out the window, not wanting to pay attention to him.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Zhou Qichuan noticed the phone in her hand and saw the contents clearly.

[President Xunke and his beautiful wife appeared in the Civil Affairs Bureau and turned into a wife-protecting maniac! According to insiders, Mr. Zhou was afraid of his own!]

"Are you afraid of me?" Song Zhiyuan still found it funny when she thought about it. She turned to look at Zhou Qichuan, and happened to catch him laughing.

"…"

After being caught, Zhou Qichuan didn't look guilty and said seriously, "I love my wife, how can I be afraid?"

As he said that, he ordered He Wu, who was sitting in the passenger's mouth, to laugh, "Check which media outlet sent it."

"Why, are you still going to block someone's mouth?" Song Zhiyuan glanced at him quietly.

Just as Zhou Qichuan was about to explain, Song Zhiyuan's cell phone suddenly rang.

It's Xia Xingluo.

As soon as the phone was connected, her excited voice came from the receiver, "Yuan Yuan, can't you tell me, you two are now the heroine and the hero are the hero and the hero are the hero and the hero are the hero and the man are the inside?"

Song Zhiyuan, "I'm opening."

The gossip on the other side came to an abrupt end.

Xia Xingluo coughed lightly and explained, "Mr. Zhou, I don't mean that, they are all people on the Internet--" said eight words.

"I'm lying to you." Song Zhiyuan explained with slap Zhou Qichuan's hand that was placed on her knees and asked, "Tell me, what's wrong with my brother."

"What's your brother? After all, I'm having sex with sisters. Can't I find you anything other than his affairs?" Xia Xingluo couldn't help but complain.

But Song Zhiyuan didn't believe a single word of these words.

Until Xia Xingluo finished speaking, she did not interrupt her or answer the conversation.

In the end, Xia Xingluo couldn't help it and showed off, "Your brother ran away."

"Hmm?" Song Zhiyuan savored it carefully and asked tentatively, "You can't control yourself?"

Xia Xingluo was silent.

Understanding what happened, Song Zhiyuan couldn't help laughing, "Don't worry, my brother is not that kind of irresponsible scumbag."

When she spoke, her eyes met Zhou Qichuan for some reason. She said this by chance. Those who didn't know thought they were talking about him.

Zhou Qichuan's eyes turned from confusion, angry, and dangerous.

Song Zhiyuan hurriedly said, "You are waiting for me at home, let's go here."

As soon as she finished speaking, she watched Zhou Qichuan take his cell phone over and hung up the phone.

"I'm not--" Say you.

If the rest is left, Zhou Qichuan will be swallowed up and will be blocked back.

He Wu was trying to listen to gossip, but he couldn't hear the movement, so he turned his head and took a look.

Then, turn your head decisively.

He Wu, who had never had the idea of ​​falling in love, began to wonder if he should also find a partner.

Otherwise, he would sooner or later be killed by the boss and his wife's dog food.

When Song Zhiyuan met Xia Xingluo, she was struggling alone, and she had pulled the gardenia pots in front of her.

Seeing this, Song Zhiyuan couldn't help but remind, "This is my favorite pot of flowers."

The aunt she mentioned refers to Ji Yanli's mother Zhang Jingyi.

The few pots of green plants in this house were brought by her before.

"Really or not?" Xia Xingluo people were stunned. They looked at the leaves on the table and wanted to cry without tears.

She asked, "Can it grow back?"

Song Zhiyuan glanced at it

It’s quite strong rhizome, “Water some water shouldn’t be a big problem. If nothing happens, Aunt Ji probably won’t come during this period.”

As he was talking, a knock suddenly sounded at the door.

Thinking that Zhou Qichuan couldn't wait to come up, Song Zhiyuan stood up and walked over, opening the door directly.

The moment the door opened, she was also stunned.

Outside the door, there is the busy Ji family of three.

"Auntie, uncle, are you?" Song Zhiyuan was a little amused and could not help but guess what.

Before they could speak, they heard Ji Yanli ask, "Where is the Xingluo people?"

I used to call Miss Xia, but now I'm calling Xingluo?

Song Zhiyuan thought so, and held back her laughter and moved away from her position.

When Ji Yanli passed by her, she whispered, "Xingxing is thin-skinned, be careful to scare her."

After saying that, she suddenly thought of something, glanced at the time on her phone, and apologized at Zhang Jingyi, "Auntie, I still have something to do, I have to leave first."

"Go quickly, Mr. Zhou is still waiting for you downstairs." Zhang Jingyi nodded, understanding very much.

As she said that, she took her husband's arm and whispered, "Let's go down for a walk, and let's talk about it when the two children are settled."

"Okay, then I'll put the things down first." Ji Huaian was also a reasonable person. He knew that his son was not doing this properly, so he put the things in the entrance hall and left.

Song Zhiyuan didn't act as a light bulb either. After sending the two downstairs, he turned around and saw Zhou Qichuan standing in the flower bed waiting for her.

In his hand, he was holding a conspicuous red book.

Song Zhiyuan's rising mouth collapsed instantly, she glanced at him, turned around and left.

"Wife!" Zhou Qichuan chased after her decisively, and his movements naturally linked her fingers, "I just met Uncle Ji Aunt Ji."

Needless to say, Song Zhiyuan also understood the rest.

She asked again, "How old are you?"

Young or childish!

Zhou Qichuan didn't answer, but just looked at her and smiled. His dark pupils looked at her without blinking, making people feel uncomfortable.

"Is it okay to have some promising?" Song Zhiyuan gave him anger and wanted to pull his hand back, but he grabbed it closer.

Zhou Qichuan directly raised the red book in his hand and said with confidence, "Get on duty with a certificate."

Song Zhiyuan was helpless and gave him a look that he was too lazy to pay attention to you and let him go.

As the two walked side by side, two men came towards each other, and their eyes kept glancing at Song Zhiyuan.

Seeing this, Zhou Qichuan raised the hands of the two holding each other like an oath. The more naive you are, the more naive you are.

The two looked at each other, and as if they were looking at the two fools, they shook their heads and left.

After setting aside a little distance, Song Zhiyuan vaguely heard them saying that the chairman was arrested and the president was reported to jump off the building and commit suicide by jumping into his wife.

In an instant, two figures appeared in Song Zhiyuan's mind.

Zhou Jiangyuan and Zhou Jingyu and his son.

Intuition tells Song Zhiyuan that it is them.

She turned to look at Zhou Qichuan, who looked as usual, and raised her lips, "Let's go home."

"Okay, listen to my wife." Zhou Qichuan smiled softly, held his hand tightly, and the two walked out side by side.

The two people who just left seemed to have thought of something, turned around and took a photo and uploaded it to the social network.

The caption, [Who said that the boss has no true feelings?]
Chapter completed!