Flash marriage and kidnap a big guy to be her husband

"Look at this old house, does it still look like a home?"

"If you really don't want Ah Cheng to sever ties with you like the second child, then persuade your mother."

After the words fell, Song Lin raised his eyes and looked at him.

The next second, get up and leave.

At this time, only he and Song Zhishu were left in the huge old house, which seemed very empty.

Song Zhiyuan sat on the sofa, looking down at his sleeping wife, with a look of sadness on his face.

All these years. Is he wrong?

Shouldn't she be so conniving with her misbehavior?
Song Lin left the old house and did not go home.

Accidentally, he drove again to Tongzilou where Jiang Li lived.

Sitting in the car, he saw her at a glance.

Beside him, there was a man standing.

The smiling faces of the two deeply hurt Song Lin.

His hands were flexed into fists, but after the anger subsided, he regretted it more, regretted that he was so cowardly at that time.

Regret that I am not as brave as Song Cheng
The familiar figure disappeared, Song Lin's eyes were scarlet, and he punched the steering wheel directly.

At that time the phone rang, and after regaining his composure, Song Lin looked at the note on the phone and hung up without mercy.

the other side.

Ding Xiangzhi looked at his hung up phone, frowned slightly, leaned on the chair, a look of helplessness appeared on his face.

He is unhappy again.

The next morning, when Ye Shen woke up, Song Cheng was still fast asleep.

It was still early, she nestled in his arms, watching the news on her mobile phone.

The popularity of yesterday's news didn't drop but increased. There were those who insulted her and some people who remained neutral.

His private messages were full of abuse and attacks from Lu Chacha's fans, Ye Shen not only didn't mind, but also read them one by one.

The more he read it, the more boring he felt, Ye Shen directly quit Weibo.

At that time Song Cheng opened his eyes, looked at the shy appearance of the little woman in his arms, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

The next second, he lowered his head and lowered his eyes to kiss her lips lightly.

"Good morning, wife." The magnetically hoarse voice fell in its ears.

The familiar smell of male hormones enveloped her, Ye Shen's face was flushed, she quietly tucked her head into his arms, and her little hands tightly grasped the corners of his clothes.

"Good morning, husband."

Although the voice was low, Song Cheng heard every single word.

The two got tired of lying on the bed for a while, and Song Cheng got up to make breakfast for her.

After dinner, Ye Shen went to work.

He was the only one left at home when the phone rang suddenly.

He took out his phone from his trouser pocket.

It was a text message from Song Zhiyuan.

"At the coffee shop downstairs in Wancheng at noon, I have something to tell you."

After reading the message, Song Cheng didn't reply, and put the phone back into his trouser pocket.

The expression on his face was the same as usual.

On the other side, as soon as Ye Shen arrived at the top floor, he saw the curious and gossipy faces of the employees of the company.

Ye Shenquan pretended not to see it, and went straight into the office.

An hour later, the intercom phone rang.

After connecting, I heard Secretary Chen's voice: "Manager Ye, there will be a small board of directors, do you want to participate?"

Hearing this, Ye Shen raised his eyes, and the tip of his signature pen paused.

After thinking for a while, she said lightly: "Go."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Shen put the pen on the table, tapping the table with his fingertips from time to time.

There was such a big commotion on the Internet yesterday, someone will definitely talk about it later, but if she doesn't go, someone with a heart will take advantage of it.

What a dilemma.

However, she will not be cowardly.

When Ye Shen and Secretary Chen came to the conference room, it was already full of people.

The originally noisy conference room suddenly became quiet when she entered.

As soon as she sat down, she heard a soft snort: "The dignified general manager Mingyuan did such a nasty thing, it's really impressive."

The voice was not low, and when the other directors heard this, they all looked at Ye Shen, wanting to see her unbearable expression.

But Ye Shen didn't seem to hear, sitting on the main seat, his face was still indifferent.

The directors looked at each other, and they couldn't help feeling Ye Shen's concentration in their hearts.

Ye Shen glanced at the people in the conference room, and finally looked at the person who just spoke, and said lightly, "I don't need directors here to dictate my private affairs. Now, the meeting is held."

There was a hint of indifference and warning in his eyes.

When Song Cheng came to the coffee shop, Song Zhiyuan was already waiting early.

The two sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere was slightly stagnant.

Song Cheng still had an indifferent expression on his face. Seeing Song Zhiyuan's hesitation to speak, he took the lead in breaking the embarrassment.

"Father, why are you looking for me today?" The tone of his voice was light and alienated.

Hearing this, Song Zhiyuan sighed slightly.

"Acheng, I came here today to apologize to you on behalf of your mother."

Hearing this, he paused with his hand stirring the coffee cup, but soon returned to normal.

"No need to apologize, I'm used to it."

An understatement made Song Zhiyuan feel stuck in his throat.

"Acheng, you are free to go home and visit your mother recently. Your mother's mental state is not very good and she has been thinking about you."

"But don't worry, I will try my best to do your mother's work, and let her help you and Ye Shen."

As soon as these words came out, Song Cheng's expression fluctuated slightly.

He put down the coffee cup slowly and looked directly at him: "Really?"

There was also a hint of distrust in the tone.

"Really, don't worry, but I need time. When you go to see her during this period, don't sing against her. I will try my best."

Hearing this, Song Cheng nodded in agreement.

In the evening, when Ye Shen came home, Song Cheng was cooking in the kitchen, and he was still wearing the apron of Koda Ya.

Seeing this scene, she smiled warmly, and the unhappiness in her heart disappeared.

She changed her slippers, trotted forward, and helped him from the side.

The picture is quiet and beautiful.

After cooking, the two sat opposite each other.

Ye Shen ate it even more happily, and his face was still stained with oil.

Seeing this, Song Cheng picked up a tissue and gently wiped it off for her, with a doting smile on his face.

"Song Cheng, you are in a good mood today, did you encounter something good?"

Since she came home, his face was not as indifferent as before, and a smile appeared from time to time.

Hearing this, Song Cheng looked up at her, then nodded slowly.

"Today, my father said that he would persuade my mother to stop meddling in our affairs."

After saying that, Ye Shen also rolled his lips into a smile, resting his chin on the chopsticks, narrowing his beautiful eyes slightly: "Does that mean that uncle has accepted me?"

In the next second, Song Cheng's thin lips outlined an unpredictable arc: "Of course."

Hearing the answer, Ye Shen got up and hugged Song Cheng, and kissed him on the cheek suddenly: "That's great! I'm so happy!"

Although only one person has approved him now, Ye Shen can't help but be overjoyed.

After being kissed by her, Song Cheng's eyes suddenly became dark.

The next moment, he directly hugged her in his arms, bowed his thin lips to his ears, then slowly moved down to her lips, and the hands around her waist became dishonest.