He did not confirm or deny, but simply said, "Most of these are capital marketing methods, and there is nothing to be ashamed of."
Jiang Song nodded in disbelief.
Until Xing Sijue took her to a couple restaurant...
The decoration was fancy for Valentine's Day, and the waiter at the door of the restaurant presented ninety-nine bouquets of roses directly.
Jiang Song took it without warning. Looking at the big bouquet of roses, her limbs stiffened.
Jiang Song: "This..."
Doesn’t it mean that Valentine’s Day is just a means of capital marketing?
I bet you, this is your own capital.
Xing Sijue put his hand to his lips and coughed lightly, "Xiao...Xiao Songding's restaurant."
It seemed that he was eager to separate this matter from himself, but... those light red ears seemed to betray everything, and he looked like he didn't have three hundred taels of silver in this place.
However, this appearance was not seen by Jiang Song.
She smiled sullenly, hugged the flowers, and entered the restaurant without saying anything.
After entering the private room, all the dishes were served. After a day's work, Jiang Song could hardly help but feel hungry after seeing so many delicious foods.
Sipping my saliva, I sat down looking forward to it.
"Don't tell me, Xiao Song is quite discerning when choosing restaurants, and they all suit my taste. Xiao Song's girlfriend will be lucky to have such a careful boyfriend."
Xiao Song didn't spend much time with her, but he was able to remember her preferences. The general assistant's ability to do this job is beyond the standard.
Xing Sijue's face hardened, and he hummed and said, "It's just average."
He obviously ordered these dishes, picked the restaurant, and arranged the flowers himself.
But Jiang Song didn't know this.
Eating with Xing Sijue was simply too boring. If Jiang Song didn't speak, the whole space would be silent.
Coupled with what happened last night, Jiang Song still wanted to have a chat with him.
Then we continued talking about the topic just now——
"Xiao Song doesn't seem to have a girlfriend yet, right? Tsk, age is coming soon, it's time to have a girlfriend." Jiang Song said gossiping.
Xing Sijue took a piece of beef and put it into his mouth, chewing it hard with his lips and teeth, "He has a job."
"Work can't be regarded as everything in life. You still need to have feelings. It should be easy for Xiao Song to find a partner. It must be that you often make people work overtime, which delays his important events."
While chatting, Jiang Song nodded to confirm his opinion.
She didn't notice at all that the face of the person sitting in front of her was completely green.
"He doesn't need a girlfriend." Xing Sijue said coldly, "Just take care of yourself."
The last word still contained a hint of oppression, telling her dissatisfaction.
Jiang Song: "..."
The atmosphere between the two of them eating soon fell into silence.
Jiang Song always feels uncomfortable when he doesn't talk, so he always subconsciously looks for topics.
"On the way here just now, I saw several couples taking wedding photos."
The night view in the city center is as beautiful as a dream, and the hazy light in the evening is indescribably beautiful.
Therefore, many couples who live a petty bourgeoisie life will also choose such a place to take wedding photos.
Xing Sijue raised his eyebrows, "What do you mean?"
There was a trace of expectation in his deep eyes.
Jiang Song lowered his head to eat, but didn't see it. He hesitated and sighed, "Nothing, just a sigh of relief. I never thought I would get married a long time ago."
Today on the road, when I saw the love in the bride's eyes and the longing on her face, I didn't know which part made me feel softer.
"Why haven't you thought about it?" Xing Sijue asked coldly.
Jiang Song fell into reminiscence, "I remember you told me before that you married me because my name was Jiang Song. Now that I think about it, it seems that I married you because your name was Xing Sijue."
If it weren't for the Xing family, if she had free control, how could a mere marriage contract tie her down?
"If I weren't Xing Sijue, wouldn't you marry me?" Xing Sijue said with a cold voice as he wrapped his fingers around the red wine glass.
At this moment, Jiang Song immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing unintentionally, "It's not that..."
However, Xing Sijue didn't give her a chance to play tricks on her.
Interrupt immediately.
"What a coincidence, I just like this feeling of forcing someone to make things difficult for me. Jiang Song, don't ever think about divorce in this life."
Jiang Song frowned and looked towards her.
Xing Sijue was sitting in front of her, but he had a sense of superiority, and his cold aura spread to almost every corner of the box, making Jiang Song feel the coldness unconsciously.
For a while, neither of them spoke.
Sitting on the chairs, just looking at each other.
There was no smell of gunpowder, they just looked at each other half awkwardly but naturally.
Suddenly, there was a "bang" outside the window.
The dark sky suddenly became extremely gorgeous, and the fireworks bloomed into different shapes, illuminating the ordinary night sky little by little.
The fireworks came so suddenly, as if God had created an opportunity for her to get rid of the embarrassing atmosphere.
Jiang Song was quickly attracted by the fireworks.
However, the more she looked at it, the more she felt something was wrong...
The fireworks bloom in the sky, and the letters are spelled out...
Why does it seem to be her name!
Jiang Song turned his head hesitantly and looked at Xing Sijue with wide eyes.
Xing Sijue nodded his chin and gestured to the fireworks, "These are for you."
Three words, a decisive tone.
It seems to be something as simple as sending a cup of coffee.
Jiang Song coughed, "Um...thank you?"
This is the first time she has received such a gift. What can she say?
It’s a nice gift, don’t give it next time?
The fireworks show was over and Jiang Song had almost eaten, but Xing Sijue had no intention of leaving.
"The ring you were wearing before..." Xing Sijue said coldly.
Jiang Song raised his hand, but he didn't wear anything there.
The ring Xing Sijue mentioned probably refers to the wedding ring.
However, she only wore the wedding ring on her wedding day, and the size was not suitable. Moreover, the Xing family did not disclose it to the public. In addition, she did not want to go out with the diamond ring, so she never wore it.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Song raised his eyebrows, vaguely feeling what was going to happen next.
Did Xing Sijue really want to give her a new diamond ring?
Wait, if I give it as a gift, should I wear it or not?
No, should I refuse or agree? But I am already his wife...
Jiang Song was confused and his fingers were twisted together unconsciously.
Even she didn't expect that she, who had always been able to cope with any situation with ease, would actually be... a little panicked now.
She wrung her fingers and stared at every move of the man in front of her.