Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

After a long time, Song Zhishu bit his lower lip tightly, and then mustered up the courage to reply to the message.

[Mr. Shen, I’m Song Zhishu. Thank you for your umbrella and coat last time. I’ve already cleaned the coat. Can I send it to you? 】

As soon as the news came out, Song Zhishu held the phone tightly with his right hand, feeling even more nervous inside.

Soon, the phone vibrated.

She opened it and saw that it was a message from Shen Yanqing.

[I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, and I'll pick it up when I get back from the business trip, so don't worry. 】

Seeing this message, Song Zhishu rolled his lips into a smile, and then followed Ye Shen's trend and sent Shen Yanqing an emoji.

Putting the phone aside, Song Zhishu lay on the bed with an uncontrollable smile on his face.

That night, she slept very soundly, and she didn't have any more nightmares.

The next day.

Song Cheng Song Ye Shen went to the airport.

Ye Shen originally wanted him to sleep a little longer and take a taxi to the airport by himself, but he disagreed, and insisted that he would not feel at ease if he didn't see her off.

"Shen Shen, you must send me a text message when you arrive in Beicheng. If you encounter something that cannot be solved, you should also tell me, you know?"

It was a red light at that time, Song Cheng stepped on the gas pedal, turned his head and told Ye Shen.

Hearing this, Ye Shen nodded helplessly.

Since she got up this morning until now, he has told her no less than ten times.

Sighing slightly, Ye Shen stuffed the unfinished buns into his mouth, and said in a delicate tone, "I know, don't worry, I know it all."

"Okay, okay, the green light is on, so hurry up and drive."

Seeing this, Song Cheng smiled faintly, and then stepped on the accelerator and galloped out.

10 minute later.

The car was parked outside the airport.

Song Cheng drove away after watching Ye Shen's figure disappear from his sight.

Because she was afraid of being bored on the plane, Ye Shen and Shen Yanqing bought tickets for the same train, and when they came outside the ticket gate, she saw Shen Yanqing not far away at a glance.

Seeing this, she hurried forward with a smile on her face: "Uncle Shen, why did you come so early?"

Hearing this, Shen Yanqing handed Ye Shen the iced Americano he had just bought: "I'm used to it, and I always come early every time I go on a business trip."

10 minute later.

Ye Shen boarded the plane behind Shen Yanqing.

on the plane.

Ye Shen looked at the beautiful scenery outside, and took out his phone to take a picture.

When Shen Yanqing saw her like this, a soft smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he saw her deeply through the eyes.
At that time, she also liked taking pictures.

As the plane took off, the flight attendant's soft voice came, Shen Yanqing withdrew her thoughts and opened the document in her hand.

But before reading two pages, Shen Yanqing turned to look at Ye Shen beside him.

"Xiao Shen, what kind of person is your mother-in-law, please tell me the word count?"

Ye Shen was watching TV. When she heard this, she frowned slightly, and a trace of strong curiosity flashed across her eyes.

Could it be that Uncle Shen also fell in love with Song Zhishu?

Thinking of this, Ye Shen clenched his fists and cleared his throat, and then praised: "Uncle Shen, my mother is as beautiful as a fairy, has a good temper, is gentle, virtuous and considerate to her husband and son-in-law. Fortunately."

Shen Yanqing: "."

He just simply understood it, so there is no need to praise it so much!

Seeing that Ye Shen was still talking, Shen Yanqing raised his hand and pinched the center of his brow, then waved his hand and said helplessly, "Xiao Shen, I understand, you rest."

Ye Shen lowered his chin with his right hand, seeing Shen Yanqing's slightly blushing cheeks, he was overjoyed.

Is this what she said she liked more?

Inside the Song family's old house.

Today's Wancheng regiment was built, and Song Cheng didn't like the lively atmosphere, so he handed over the matter to Liu Qing.

After reading the morning paper, when he got up and was about to go back to his room to rest, his cell phone rang in his trouser pocket.

Looking down, it was an unfamiliar phone number.

Seeing this, Song Cheng frowned. This mobile phone number is only known to close relatives and friends. How can there be an unfamiliar number calling in now?

After careful consideration, Song Cheng still swiped the answer button.

As soon as the call was connected, a serious female voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hi, are you Song Zhi'an's father?"

"Yes, who are you?" Song Chengjun asked with a puzzled face.

"Hi Mr. Song, I'm Song Zhi'an's head teacher. He just had a fight with a classmate. Now the child has been sent to the hospital for examination. Come to the school."

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed across Song Cheng's Mo pupils.

An An actually fights with others?

This is impossible.
An An was raised by Song Cheng. Although his son is mischievous, he has no evil intentions. He has a steelyard in his heart for everything he does.

If he said that he beat his classmate to the hospital for no reason, he would definitely not believe it.

"Okay, I'll go right away." After a long while, Song Cheng said quietly.

After hanging up the phone, Song Cheng took the jacket at the side and walked straight out of the old house.

The old house is not far from the school, and it only takes a few minutes to drive.

Inside the school office.

Song Cheng pushed the door open and went in, only to see An An standing in the corner with a wound on his face.

In an instant, Song Cheng's face darkened, the corners of his mouth were pursed into a straight line, and the displeasure on his face was clearly visible.

"You are Song Zhi'an's parent, right? How did you educate your children? My son has already been sent to the hospital, and you are fully responsible!"

There was an arrogant and domineering voice in his ears, Song Cheng looked sideways and saw a vulgar fat woman next to her, covered in gold jewelry all over her body, afraid that others would not know that their family was rich.

The corner of Song Cheng's mouth twitched into a sneer, and then he passed her directly and came to Song Zhi'an.

He squatted down, his face was not as indifferent as before: "An'an, what's going on?"

An An has been enduring the grievance in her heart, but when she saw Song Cheng, the grievance in her heart could no longer hold back.

In the next second, An An hugged Song Cheng's neck directly, and said in a choked tone: "Dad, he hit me first, and I did it first. I didn't provoke them, I..."

Seeing An An's appearance, Song Cheng felt very distressed.

This was the first time he saw An An being so wronged.

"An'an, don't worry, Dad will seek justice for you."

"My dear son, don't cry."

When the fat woman on the side heard this, she immediately blew up, and then shouted angrily: "My son was sent to the hospital, now you want to seek justice for your son, this parent, are you out of your mind?! !"

In an instant, the atmosphere in the office was tense.

The head teacher stood aside, saw this scene, and hurried forward to comfort him: "Mother Xuanxuan, don't be angry, we will discuss this matter, and there will be a solution."

After finishing speaking, the head teacher helped the fat woman to sit on a chair beside her, and thoughtfully fetched her a glass of water.

After doing all this, the class teacher came to Song Cheng: "Mr. Song, let's go out and talk."