Jiang Song was puzzled by his sudden hostility and targeting, but he didn't want to pay too much attention to it.
She glanced at her watch and saw that it was almost noon, "I'm going out to buy food."
After saying that, she just raised her legs to go out, then thought of something, turned back, and stood in front of Su Zhen.
Su Zhen was looking at her phone when she felt her eyes go dark, "What are you doing?"
Suddenly, Jiang Song leaned over, stretched out her delicate palm towards him, put her hand on his waist, and played with something.
"Hello?" Her sudden approach made Su Zhen nervous.
The strange yet pleasant smell on the girl's body invaded him, making his originally disgusted eyes become cloudy.
"Don't move." Jiang Song's voice was very powerful, showing a coldness that could not be rejected.
She is installing a locator on her.
"Okay." Jiang Song stood up expressionlessly, "Don't run around when I'm not around."
Su Zhen was stunned for a moment, "You installed surveillance on me? You..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Jiang Song, "It's just a locator. I won't know any of your privacy. It's just to ensure your safety. This is my job. I don't know your personal information.
,all have no interest.”
After saying that, Jiang Song went out and ignored him.
After hearing her words, Su Zhen froze on the sofa. She felt angry but had no place to vent her anger, like a punch on cotton.
Jiang Song drove out to buy something, and then he had time to look at his phone.
When I opened WeChat, I saw a friend request.
It is a black avatar with a nickname of "Nine".
The circle of friends is also blank.
Jiang Song was immediately sure that this was Xing Sijue.
Without thinking, I approved the friend request.
Jiang Song finished shopping and drove back to the villa. At this time, Su Zhen, who had just taken a shower, went downstairs, wiping her wet hair and playing with her mobile phone.
He raised his eyes and saw that she was holding a packing box in her hand, deliberately making trouble, "I don't eat food from outside, it's not clean."
Jiang Song replied directly, "No, this store is very clean."
"No, I only eat freshly cooked dishes." He was stubborn.
These words made Jiang Song frown, "Are you sure?"
"Of course." Su Zhen lay on the sofa again, changed into a comfortable position, and looked at her teasingly.
See you then...
Jiang Song poured the vegetables from the lunch box into the pot, heated it again, and served it out.
Tell him, "Eat it, it's freshly cooked."
Su Zhen was so surprised that she almost choked on her own saliva, "You...you put the dishes prepared by others into the pot and stir-fry them yourself, and then you call it your own dish?"
Jiang Song glanced at him and said frankly, "I can't cook."
Hearing her words, Su Zhen seemed a little surprised and frowned, "You don't know how?"
Jiang Song spread his hands, "Why are you so weird? I'm not normal. After all, my job is not to be a chef."
As he spoke, he spread out his takeout, pushed it in front of Su Zhen, and said, "Young Master, accept your fate. You won't die from taking out."
Su Zhen looked at the greasy thing in front of her with disgust and said, "What is this?"
He is very particular about what he eats. It must be healthy and nutritionally balanced, including good dietary fiber.
At home, there are special chefs who help him customize it, but here he actually has to eat these "garbage" that looks unclean.
"What are you doing? You haven't eaten before, have you?" Jiang Song's eyes widened, and then he whispered, "You are really a young master."
"This is Malatang, the closest one outside. I've seen this one. It's very clean. You deal with it first. Next time, my sister will take you to eat delicious food." Jiang Song picked up the chopsticks and put them in his mouth.
In the bowl, "How is it, not bad?"
Su Zhen's first reaction was to reject the greasy stuff, but looking at Jiang Song's expectant eyes, he inexplicably raised his hand to pick it up and put it into his mouth to taste it carefully.
The result surprised him.
This food, which is full of condiments, oil and salt, is not as unpalatable as you imagined when you eat it.
On the contrary, it's not bad.
Su Zhen raised her eyebrows and said generously, "Okay, let's just eat this for today."
Then he grabbed Jiang Song's bowl without any courtesy.
Jiang Song smiled sullenly and didn't bother with him.
In the evening, Jiang Song sent him to the bar according to the address Su Zhen gave him.
Looking at the familiar bar in front of him, Jiang Song's bad memories came to mind.
It was here last time that Xing Sijue misunderstood her and Bai Xun.
However, the circle is so small, and very few people know about her marriage to Xing Sijue.
It shouldn't be that easy to see.
but……
Facts have proved that she really has an unlucky constitution.
She never imagined that Su Zhen's friend was actually Bai Xun?!
These two very different people could actually become friends.
"Hey, Su Zhen, you just came back. You hooked up with such a beautiful girl so quickly. You can do it." A yellow-haired man greeted with a smile.
Bai Xun naturally looked over, and the moment he saw it was Jiang Song, the expression on his face was quite complicated.
And it is not difficult to see the unruliness and surprise in it.
"Su Zhen, you are such a beautiful female companion, why don't you introduce me?" Bai Xun curled his lips and stared at her teasingly.
The lights were dim, Su Zhen didn't notice Bai Xun's eyes, he sat down calmly and introduced.
"This is my best friend in China, Bai Xun. This is... mine,"
Before he could speak, he was interrupted by Jiang Song Lingran, "Sister, I am his sister."
Huang Mao joked again, "Hey, when did Su Zhen have such a beautiful sister? You kid, you didn't tell me before, come sit with my sister."
Jiang Song has good looks, but with her unruly and rebellious temperament, she is an object of attentiveness to men.
Jiang Song declined his invitation and found an inconspicuous booth. "You guys play, I'll wait for you there. If you need anything, just press this button twice and I'll know."
With that said, she handed Su Zhen a small black button and turned to leave.
Su Zhen took it, her eyes lingering on her back, but she was interrupted by Bai Xun, and she came back to her senses.
Bai Xun: "How long will you stay when you come back this time?"
"Just a month, I just come back and work on a project, and then leave after finishing it."
"Is she really your sister?" Bai Xun obviously didn't believe it and handed him a glass of juice.
"No, my father's." Su Zhen took it and looked at the juice in her hand with a sly look.
Bai Xun frowned and glanced at Jiang Song.
Isn't she Xing Sijue's wife?
Isn’t she the fake daughter of the Ximen family?
how……
"Is there any wine?" Su Zhen's clear voice interrupted his speculation.
Bai Xun came back to his senses and laughed, "Of course, this is a bar. What's the point of not having wine? Hey, don't tell me you want to drink."
Su Zhen smiled evilly, "Yes, but it's not me."
…
As soon as Jiang Song sat down, a small electric current came from his watch.
She frowned and looked in the direction of Su Zhen.
Nothing's wrong.
But there is no way, she has to get over now.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Song stepped forward and looked at Su Zhen.
Su Zhen smoothed her dazzling red hair, and the young man raised his unruly eyes, "They made me drink, sister, what should I do? I finally came back, I can't ruin everyone's happiness."