Song Jiaren made up her mind to find an excuse to go away with An Zhisu in the afternoon. As soon as she finished packing her luggage, she was called by the servant to go to dinner. She and An Zhisu came out arm in arm and were stunned as soon as they entered the restaurant.
What's going on? This is.
I saw that the chairs at the dining table were all arranged, her father and her mother were sitting together, and there was an empty seat next to Ye Lancheng, which was obviously reserved for An Zhisu. This is understandable, as they are a couple.
But what is the use of the empty seat next to Xia Jingze? The Song family has a small population and chooses a square dining table. When there are many people, they go to restaurants and rarely entertain guests at home. Logically speaking, her parents should occupy one side.
, Ye Lancheng and An Zhisu occupied one side, and she and Xia Jingze each occupied the remaining two sides.
Is it just right?
Now what does it mean to put their chairs aside? Why, you have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and you have to sit together as a pair to feel comfortable?
Song Jiaren didn't remember which of her parents had obsessive-compulsive disorder. Normally, the three members of the family would each eat on one side of the table, and they didn't even ask the servants to sit down and count the rest of the meal together.
"Zhisu, come here quickly and make your favorite braised pork." Mother Song saw them coming out and smiled and waved to An Zhisu.
An Zhisu wanted to drool when he heard the braised pork. He threw Song Jiaren away and ran to Ye Lancheng to sit down.
This made Song Jiaren quite embarrassed. She didn't want to sit with someone like Xia Jingze.
"Why are you stunned? I'm waiting for you. Sit down quickly." Seeing that Song Jiaren was still stunned, Mother Song pointed to the chair next to Xia Jingze and said.
Song Jiaren did not dare to disobey her mother's wishes and reluctantly sat next to Xia Jingze.
Xia Jingze handed her a towel diligently: "Clean, wipe your hands."
Showing hospitality for nothing is either cheating or stealing.
Song Jiaren picked up a towel to wipe her hands and gave Xia Jingze a sharp look.
When Song's mother saw Xia Jingze being so considerate, her eyebrows crumpled with laughter.
An Zhisu glanced at Ye Lancheng confused.
Ye Lancheng gave her a look that was hard to explain.
An Zhisu regretted a little. He shouldn't have followed Song Jiaren to the room. He always felt like he missed something.
The servants had already served the dishes, and Su's mother invited Ye Lancheng and Xia Jingze to eat. Ye Lancheng would not drink because he was driving in the afternoon, but Xia Jingze didn't, so he volunteered to have a drink with Song's father.
Father Song has three major hobbies in his life: law, playing chess and wine tasting. He drinks two glasses of wine every day. Usually no one drinks with him at home. Song Jiaren does know how to drink, but she only drinks red wine, not white wine.
He didn't touch his mouth. It was rare that he had someone to drink with him today, so Song's father was still very happy. As he pushed the glasses and changed the cups, he had a better impression of Xia Jingze. In addition, Xia Jingze was a dandy, and he also had real ink in his belly, so he could speak well.
Won the appreciation of Father Song, the more I see it, the more I see it
The better.
Song's mother was watching from the side, and she felt like a mother-in-law watching her son-in-law.
When Song Jiaren saw that her parents had such a good impression of Xia Jingze, she suddenly felt bad. She just went to pack her luggage. What did Xia Jingze do? Why did she feel that her parents had misunderstood something?
An Zhisu also found something interesting at this moment and laughed secretly.
After the meal, Song Jiaren had stomach cramps. After the meal, An Zhisu and Ye Lancheng wanted to visit other people's homes, so they asked Xia Jingze to wait at Song's house. Song Jiaren would go back with them later anyway.
Ye Lancheng drove to Master Wu's house first. As soon as he got in the car, An Zhisu couldn't help but laugh: "The beauty must be depressed to death. What on earth did Jingze say? Why are his uncle and aunt looking at him as if they are targeting his son-in-law?"
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"I didn't say anything." Ye Lancheng raised the corners of his lips: "He has a sweet mouth and has always been lovable."
An Zhisu laughed loudly, and after laughing, he suddenly asked: "You said Jingze doesn't really like the beautiful woman, right? These two people are fighting each other as soon as they meet, and how can they show their feelings for each other?"
Ye Lancheng glanced at her sideways, stretched out his big palm and rubbed her hair: "Don't worry about other people's affairs."
"The beauty is not someone else. Don't look at her carefree appearance as if she doesn't care about anything. In fact, she is also very fragile inside. Jingze, to be honest, I don't think she is suitable for the beauty." An Zhisu shook his head slightly.
"Only you know whether it's suitable or not." Ye Lancheng said simply.
An Zhisu shrugged. Both Song Jiaren and Xia Jingze were good friends of her and Ye Lancheng. Even good friends couldn't interfere with how they would develop in the future. They could only let nature take its course.
Xia Jingze drank some wine at noon. After dinner, Song's mother asked the servants to tidy up the guest room for him to rest. She also asked the servants to make sobering soup and asked Song Jiaren to send it over.
Song Jiaren: "I won't go."
Song's mother gave her a straight look.
Song Jiaren obediently carried the hangover soup and sent it away.
Xia Jingze was lying on the bed scrolling through his cell phone. He didn't know what he was swiping and was just enjoying himself. Song Jiaren walked in without knocking on the door. Xia Jingze was so frightened that he quickly threw away his cell phone and pretended to have a headache.
Song Jiaren sneered: "Your exaggerated acting skills can only deceive my parents who don't watch idol dramas very much."
"It's you." Seeing that the person who came in was Song Jiaren, Xia Jingze took back his phone again: "You didn't even knock on the door when you came in. It scared me to death."
"This is my home!" Song Jiaren gritted her teeth and walked over, throwing the hangover soup on the bedside table. Half the bowl of hangover soup spilled on the tray.
Xia Jingze took out his ears and said, "I'm not deaf. You yelled at me and made me deaf. Be responsible for me and support me."
"Feed you?" Song Jiaren chuckled: "If you let me break your third leg, I promise to take care of you for the rest of your life."
Xia Jingze:......
Xia Jingze immediately pulled the quilt to cover his lower body.
Song Jiaren made a cutting motion and asked, "Tell me the truth, what exactly did you say to my mother, and why did my mother misunderstand our relationship?"
"My conscience, I didn't say anything. Your mother likes me and wants me to be her son-in-law. What can I do? I'm helpless." Xia Jingze showed a confused expression like a baby.
Song Jiaren stretched out her hand and strangled his neck: "I'll strangle you to death. You're a bitch who repays kindness with revenge. I shouldn't have picked you back. I should have let you be recognized by your girlfriend's fans and strip off your clothes to make headlines."
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"Ahem, cough..." Xia Jingze clasped her hands and said, "You murdered your husband. We pretended to be a couple after all. We were husband and wife for a night and a hundred nights of kindness. Ahem... be gentle, be gentle..."
Song Jia was so angry that she really wanted to strangle this guy to death.
Xia Jingze was almost choked and couldn't breathe, so he pushed her hands to both sides with force. As a result, Song Jiaren's upper body fell down with a thud due to the sudden lack of support.
The two soft lips touched each other, their foreheads touched their foreheads, the tips of their noses touched their noses, their eyes met, and Song Jiaren's eyes nearly popped out of her head.
Xia Jingze was also stunned for a moment. Are you so enthusiastic?
This scene happened to be seen by Song's mother who was passing by and about to go back to her room through the crack in the door. Song's mother covered her lips and smiled softly, then tiptoed back to the room.
The wise daughter Mo Ruomu had already seen through everything with her wise eyes and knew that these two children were not a pretend couple.
"What are you happy about?" Song's father asked with a smile when he saw Song's mother coming in with a smile on her face.
Song's mother smiled: "Old Song, we will have a son-in-law soon."
"Are you talking about Jingze's child?" Song's father asked.
"Yeah, you think it's good too, right?" Song's mother sat next to him, and the couple chatted quietly.
"That's true, that's true, but don't put pressure on your daughter. Let young people deal with their own feelings. As parents, we shouldn't worry so much," Song's father said.
Song's mother rolled her eyes at him: "Of course you don't worry about it. You have raised the beauty as a boy since she was a child. Her current carefree character was all brought up by you."
When Song's father heard that his wife was nagging her again, he quickly laid down with his forehead in his hands: "Oh, I have a headache. I'll take a nap."
"Pretend." Mother Song saw through Father Song's trick at a glance. Father Song immediately started snoring and pretended to be asleep.