Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

Song Lin cared about Song Jiao very much.

Since she came to S Province, she would call to inquire every two days, for fear that she would not adapt to the life here.

After chatting for a long time, the two hung up the phone.

Putting the phone on the coffee table, Song Lin raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows.

At this time, Jiang Li came down from upstairs and saw her husband like this.

Seeing this, she came to his side and asked softly, "Ah Lin, have you finished calling Jiaojiao?"

Hearing this, Song Lin nodded in agreement and said, "I just finished the fight. I was a little unhappy when I heard Jiaojiao's voice just now. Do you think she is not used to life in S province?"

Seeing his worried appearance, Jiang Li smiled helplessly.

Ever since Jiaojiao left, he had been worried.

Raising his hand to lightly tap his shoulder, Jiang Li softly comforted him: "Jiaojiao is a big girl now, she is sensible and smart, nothing will happen to her."

"Let's talk about it for a while, we have also returned to S province, there is nothing to worry about."

From her point of view, Song Lin's worries were completely superfluous.

Seeing that he was still looking downcast, Jiang Li stopped persuading him and got up and went upstairs to rest.

She didn't know what was going on with him, she only remembered Jiaojiao in her heart!

Jiang Li is not the Holy Mother. Seeing his husband care so much about his adopted daughter, he was still a little angry. After all, he never worried about his own children before!

Inside the Song family's old house.

Song Zhiyi made breakfast in the kitchen early in the morning.

Since Song Zhian took over the business of the company, she has been enjoying life at home.

During this time, she fell in love with cooking, so she practiced cooking in the kitchen every day.

At this moment, someone hugged her waist.

She turned her head and saw his tender eyes, seeing this, Song Zhiyi smiled slightly and said, "Brother, I made your favorite preserved egg porridge, you should drink more later! "

Hearing this delicate voice, Song Zhi'an's mouth curled up slightly, he raised his hand to support her head, and responded in a doting tone: "Okay, I'll finish the drink later."

In an instant, the two looked at each other.

The atmosphere in the kitchen is quiet and beautiful.

This was what Song Jiao saw when she came down from upstairs.

Seeing this, she clasped her hands tightly, and the corners of her mouth were pursed into a straight line, and the jealousy in her heart was born again.

She took a deep breath, forcing a smile on her face.

Soon, breakfast will be ready.

After eating, Song Jiao put down the chopsticks in her hand and looked at her: "Brother Zhi'an, I haven't found a suitable job for a while, can I go to Wancheng to work?"

"I have worked as a secretary in several foreign companies, and I have strong communication skills."

Hearing these words by his ear, Song Zhi'an slightly paused his porridge-drinking hands, and pressed down his thin lips slightly.

"Song Jiao, there are many big companies in S Province, Wancheng is still in the development period, you should look at other jobs."

He hated people who entered the company through the back door, so he rejected Song Jiao mercilessly.

When Song Jiao heard this, a trace of aggrieved expression flashed across her small face.

She drooped her head slightly, biting her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, with a sad expression on her face.

Song Zhi on the side saw this, and hurriedly said, "Sister Jiaojiao, don't be sad, there is no shortage of people in Wancheng now, if you don't mind, you can go to Mingyuan, there is just a shortage of a secretary, you might as well go Get some exercise."

Hearing this, Song Jiao's face immediately showed a surprise smile: "Nuan Nuan, can I really go to Mingyuan?"

"Of course, Mingyuan lacks talents like you now."

"Sister Jiaojiao, go up and change your clothes, and you and Zhi'an will go together later."

Hearing this, Song Jiao finished her thanks and ran upstairs.

Soon, there were only two people left in the restaurant.

Song Zhian put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said in a displeased tone: "Song Zhiyi, you know that I hate people who go through the back door the most, you are challenging my bottom line!"

Seeing his angry look from the side, she quickly grabbed his arm, and then said in a delicate tone: "Brother, Sister Jiaojiao is our relative, and besides, she has rich qualifications, so she must be a good secretary."

"Besides, before my mother left, she specifically asked me to take good care of her. If I refuse even this request, I'm afraid it will hurt Sister Jiaojiao's heart. Just agree, okay?"

After finishing speaking, Song Zhiyi pinched his handsome face with a fawning look.

Song Zhi'an couldn't bear her appearance the most, he sighed slightly, and then lost.

"Okay, then I promise this time."

Hearing these words, Song Zhiyi was overjoyed, and then hugged Song Zhian and kissed him several times: "My husband is so kind."

Fifteen minutes later, Song Zhiyi stood at the door of the old house and watched the car leave her sight before she turned and walked into the old house.

inside the car.

Song Jiao was sitting in the co-pilot, and when she saw his sharp side face out of the corner of her eye, her heart was as sweet as a honeypot that had been broken.

that's nice!

How close she could finally be to him!
She will definitely seize this opportunity and firmly grasp brother Zhi'an's heart!

Along the way, Song Jiao tried her best to find topics to chat with him, but Song Zhian's reaction was very flat, and sometimes she didn't answer her words at all.

Song Jiao was slightly dissatisfied with this.

After arriving at the company, Song Zhi'an handed Song Jiao over to Chen Xiang.

Knowing that Song Jiao is from the Song family, Chen Xiang didn't dare to neglect her, and gave her the easiest job.

Song Jiao's workplace is outside the CEO's office, looking at the closed office door, she is secretly thinking about how to get his attention.

This morning she was pretending to be wronged, because she knew that only in this way would Song Zhiyi speak up for her.

Only then can she successfully enter the company and get in touch with Song Zhian at close range!

During the lunch break, Song Jiao boldly knocked on the door of the president's office.

Soon, his indifferent voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Hearing this voice, Song Jiao took a deep breath, then opened the door and walked in.

Song Zhian was sitting at the main seat and reading the documents.

Seeing his handsome cheeks, a shyness appeared on Song Jiao's face.

He... looks so handsome when he works hard!

Song Jiao walked forward slowly on her high heels, and finally stopped at the dining table, and said in a shy tone, "Brother Zhi'an, it's already noon, why don't we go have dinner together?"

Seeing that Song Zhi'an didn't respond for a long time, she said again: "I heard that the food in Mingyuan's cafeteria is very good. Brother Zhi'an has been busy all morning, so it's time to rest."

He heard this delicate voice, his brows were knit together, and his thin lips were drawn into a straight line.

If it were someone else, he would have kicked them out long ago.

But Song Jiao is the uncle's adopted daughter, so he could only suppress the displeasure in his heart, and said indifferently: "No, you can eat by yourself, I have something else to do."

After speaking, Song Zhi'an continued to be busy, not giving Song Jiao a chance to speak.

Seeing this, Song Jiao clenched her hands hanging on both sides tightly together.