Xing Sijue walked towards her direction uncontrollably.
If you sleep like this, you won't be afraid of catching a cold.
Xing Sijue bent over and filled Jiang Song completely, but at the same time as this action, Jiang Song was awakened.
"Uh, what are you doing..." Jiang Song, who had just woken up from his sleep, was still a little confused. His eyes slowly focused and he saw clearly that it was Xing Sijue who was holding him.
"Since you're awake, go up and sleep by yourself." Xing Sijue said seriously, with dark eyes.
Then when he let go, Jiang Song fell heavily on the sofa.
The sofa was very elastic, and Jiang Song was still bumping. However, he was hit by this as soon as he woke up, and Jiang Song's anger grew.
This inexplicable dog man!
Angry at getting up, she stood up, rushed towards Xing Sijue, and jumped directly into Xing Sijue's arms.
"Why did you throw me? It hurts me to death. I'll bite you to death! Bad guy!"
With that said, Jiang Song bit Xing Sijue's neck.
"Hiss." The man let out a low hum, and then his voice was cold, "Jiang Song, come down."
His magnetic voice brought Jiang Song back to reality.
Wait, this is... Xing Sijue, what did she just do.
Did she bite Xing Sijue?
Jiang Song was stunned, slowly relaxed his mouth, and smiled awkwardly on his bright face, "No... I'm sorry, I was impulsive, but why did you throw me? People also have tempers."
Her little hands frantically rubbed at his neck again.
"Come down." Xing Sijue said.
"I don't. I came down only after you said you weren't angry with me."
Xing Sijue's deep eyes glanced at her, his tone was impatient, and he spoke again, "Third time, come down."
Jiang Song grimaced, "Well...it's really not that I don't want to come down. I seemed to have danced too hard just now. My feet are cramping now..."
Xing Sijue frowned, how could there be such a stupid woman.
He had no choice but to sit on the sofa, then take her down, take out the essential oil from the medicine box, and massage her carefully.
Seeing his serious look, Jiang Song scratched his head, knowing that he would not be so impulsive just now.
Now that I have bitten someone and they rub my feet, I feel a little bit sorry inside.
"Well, I just..." Jiang Songgang wanted to apologize.
"What's wrong with me is not your fault." Xing Sijue frowned slightly. He was obviously apologizing, but when he said it, it always felt like a notice.
At the same time, Jiang Song was also a little surprised. Xing Sijue would actually apologize?
She pursed her lips and thought about it, and suddenly noticed the financial channel that was playing. Recalling her own affairs, she probably asked Xing Sijue if there was something wrong.
"Um...is there anything big happening today? It's from your business circle, about financing real estate..."
Jiang Song was afraid that his question was not detailed enough, so he explained it carefully.
Xing Sijue did not raise his head, "If you want to ask Chu Xiuhan, just say so."
Jiang Song: "...ah, forget it, guess it."
"Bai Xun announced that he would no longer accept real estate in the north of the city, and reported Chu Xiuhan's corruption and bribery. The court is accepting the case and fully investigating Chu Xiuhan."
Hearing this, Jiang Song breathed a sigh of relief. It turns out that Bai Xun took action!
"Then why is there no news outside?" Jiang Song was confused.
There wasn't even a news report, no clues at all, and it was handled quite cleanly.
Logically speaking, even if such a big case does not cause a sensation across the country, some clues will be revealed.
"Chu family, I hope I can protect him." Xing Sijue's handsome face was calm and calm, as if he was talking about a simple and trivial matter.
Jiang Song understood. No wonder this matter happened silently. It turned out to be Xing Sijue who took action.
However, this reminded her that if Xing Sijue took action, she would definitely not be able to bring down Chu Xiuhan.
Because no one can go against the Xing family, no one can go against Xing Sijue.
Therefore, if you want Chu Xiuhan to die, you must think of a way.
Jiang Song raised his eyes and glanced at Xing Sijue, who was taking out a tissue to wipe his hands. He acted dignifiedly and always looked cold and distant.
"Tomorrow, you will attend the Xing family's dinner party with me. Grandpa will announce your marriage to me." He stood up, and the commanding words reached Jiang Song's ears.
As if being prompted, Jiang Song suddenly became energetic, "Dinner party? Who will be there?"
"Anyone you think will come will come," Xing Sijue said without looking at her and went straight to the second floor.
At this time, the prototype of an idea was lingering in Jiang Song's mind.
Tomorrow's wedding banquet is another chance for her.
The Xing family and the Chu family are related, so this time when Chu Xiuhan showed up, Xing Sijue would help him just because of the friendship between the two families.
but……
What if Chu Xiuhan guessed Xing Sijue’s bottom line?
The day before yesterday, I was misunderstood by Xing Sijue in the bar. What can actually be seen is his desire to control and possessive of himself.
Naturally, Jiang Song would not be narcissistic and think that Xing Sijue was really jealous. They were just jokes to lighten the atmosphere.
In fact, she knew very well that Xing Sijue, as a son of an aristocratic family and a man who had been at the top for a long time, would never tolerate his woman betraying him, especially one who bore the title of his wife.
And tomorrow's dinner is obviously an extremely important part of this engagement.
What if it was destroyed?
…
The dinner was very important, but Jiang Song slept until the afternoon.
I thought of the plan too late last night. After thinking about the plan, I originally wanted to refresh myself by scrolling through my phone, but who knew I would end up scrolling until midnight.
Jiang Song was awakened by the sound of walking outside the room. He opened his eyes suddenly, thinking that his home had been robbed.
When I opened the door and walked out, I saw a group of makeup artists and stylists standing at the door of my room.
Jiang Song narrowed his eyes, confused, "What are you doing?"
"Hello, Miss, Master Jiu asked us to come here to help you dress up."
After Jiang Song understood the meaning, he began to cooperate.
I have to say that the stylists and makeup artists are very professional.
Even before Jiang Song herself could react, most of her dress and makeup had already been taken care of.
"Miss, your skin is so good. It's better than the skin of celebrities I've seen. It's white and rosy."
Jiang Song looked at himself in the mirror, his face completely changed, and was a little stunned.
She didn't wear much makeup in the past. She only put on light makeup occasionally when attending important meetings and dinners. She usually wore a royal-sister style, pursuing a clean and neat look with a dashing and heroic appearance.
At this time, the self in the mirror was wearing a gorgeous and exquisite princess dress, with gentle and cute makeup, and her high-quality figure supported it all perfectly.
It seems as if she really is a fairy who has fallen from the mortal world, graceful and elegant, with lost beauty.
"Thank you, you are also very beautiful." Jiang Song gracefully thanked his assistant Zeng Zan.
The stylist smiled and hesitated, "Miss, you are so beautiful, I don't even know what kind of headgear to wear with it."
Today's wedding banquet is an engagement, so the stylist's original intention was to use white, elegance and purity as the main color, but Jiang Song is so beautiful that people can't help but want to decorate it for her, but they don't know where to start.
When Jiang Song mentioned the headdress, his bright eyes drooped, "I'll use my own headdress."
The headdress she is going to wear today has a lot of history.