After exposing the vest, she became a god overnight

Song Jing knew that Xingtu belonged to Shiyan, and Shiyan could make more than 1000 billion a year for the profit of Xingtu.

In addition, Shi Yan must have other industries and income, and it is indeed not short of money.

But Song Jing shook his head without hesitation, "No, I can take care of it myself."

"Yeah, there are a lot of little vests pulled out." Shi Yan pinched the tip of her nose, "No one is as good as you."

Song Jing curled his lips into a smile, and sat next to him, "My life was not easy, and I was forced to be multi-talented."

After taking a shower, the two changed into long-sleeved home clothes and went to the dining room to eat together.

Going back to the bedroom after dinner, Song Jing lay down on the bed, his eyelids were already twitching, and he was yawning profusely.

Shi Yan pulled out a lot of blank paper from the side, "Baby."

"Huh?" Song Jing had already closed his eyes, feeling a little dazed.

"Wait and sleep, you sign."

"Sign what? It's not another forged marriage agreement, is it?"

Shi Yan smiled lowly, "Yes, do you sign?"

Song Jing slightly opened his eyelids and glanced at him, took the pen and paper, glanced at the paper, "It's all blank paper?"

"Do you dare to sign? Are you afraid that I will sell you?"

"You dare to sell, but no one dares to take it. Unless he is not afraid of death." Song Jing quickly signed all the blank paper with running script, "Can you let me sleep now?"

Shi Yan leaned over and kissed her between the brows, "Go to sleep, I still have things to do."

Song Jing responded faintly and closed his eyes, opened them again after a while, looked at Shi Yan who was sitting by the bed and said, "Aren't you okay?"

"I'll wait for you to fall asleep before leaving." Shi Yan simply took off his house shoes and lay down on the bed, hugging Song Jing over, "Go to sleep."

Song Jing stretched out his hand to wrap around his waist, a thin layer of muscle, which was firm and tactile to the touch.And the mermaid line, tsk tsk.

Shi Yan grabbed her tricky hand, "Don't want to sleep anymore?"

Song Jing turned over and pressed on him, "The so-called fullness of warmth and lust, the ancients would not lie to us."

"Are you in a hurry to deal with it?"

Shi Yan's eyes darkened, and he raised his hand to hold the back of her head and pressed it towards him, "You can push back no matter how urgent you are."

Between the two of them, it wasn't just that Shi Yan had no self-control when facing Song Jing, Song Jing also couldn't resist the temptation of beauty when facing Shi Yan.

What's more, they haven't seen each other for more than ten days, and both of them are eager for more contact.

After cleaning the battlefield, it was almost four in the morning when Shi Yan went to the study.

Shi Yan opened the safe, left two blank sheets of paper signed by Song Jing on the desk, and put the rest in the safe.

He sat down at the desk and picked up a pen.

My wife Song Jing...

Shi Yan frowned and stopped writing, it was not a letter to Song Jing, it seemed inappropriate to write like this.

Wasted a piece of signature paper.

He wants to transfer all the properties under his name to Song Jing, at least so that she won't have to work hard to make money for raising a research institute in the future, and ensure that she will have a worry-free life in the future.

In addition, he had to leave a letter for the old man.

After he died, the Shi family had to be Song Jing's backer.

Song Jing woke up, but the other side of the bed was still cold.

"Have you been busy all night?"

Song Jing frowned, got up, washed and changed clothes, and went out. Ding Jia was guarding the gate of the courtyard, but Jia Yi was not seen.

"Where's your grandfather?"

"Master is still dealing with things in the study." Ding Jia bowed his head respectfully and replied, "Miss Song is going to the study?"

"No, he's busy with his work. I'll go to school."

"Yes."

Song Jing went out with his bag on his back after breakfast, but still refused the car arranged by the butler, and took the bus to Beijing University.

It was still early at the time, and there were students entering the school one after another at the school gate with books in their arms.

Song Jing followed these students to the school, but was stopped by the guard.

"You!" The guard came over.

Song Jing said blankly, "I'm not here to distribute leaflets."

"I know." The guard chuckled, "Have you not been to school for a while? I've been looking for you, and I've seen you all the time."

"looking for me?"

"You wait." The guard quickly returned to his post and ran back quickly, "here, take it."

Song Jing was a little startled when he saw the bag of eggs handed over.

Seeing that she didn't answer, the guard passed the egg forward, "This is a local egg. My wife laid it from the chickens raised by her own grain. It is nutritious. You students will become smarter if you eat it."

"Uncle, I don't buy eggs." The corners of Song Jing's mouth twitched twice.

"Who said it was sold to you, it was given to you." The guard forced the egg into Song Jing's hands, "I misunderstood you when you came to the school to register last time. It is not easy to get into Beijing. Still doubting you, it must have hit you. I have to apologize to you."

"Take it home, cook it well, and study hard."

"Uncle, it's really not necessary, I don't know how to cook." Song Jing has always been less likely to reject such kind and enthusiastic people, "It's not difficult for me to get into Beijing University, and I'm recommended."

"Thank you uncle."

"..." The guard looked at the local egg in his hand, and at the back of Song Jing walking into the school gate, and suddenly began to doubt life a little bit.

Song Jing walked into the school and found that the school was a little different from a few days ago.

A lot of banners were drawn on both sides of the greenway, and some stand posters were also placed.

Many students gathered around the poster stand, still discussing.

Song Jing glanced at the banner. It seemed to be some kind of green fruit music competition. Music masters from all over the world would come to this music competition to recruit students. Beijing University also spent a lot of money, even inviting stars and orchestras to help.

"The school actually invited Shen Yuning, that's great!"

"There are also sunshinegirls who became popular when they first debuted. My God, our school is too willing to spend a lot of money."

"You don't even look at the background of our Peking University, how could we be short of this little money."

"Are there many people who signed up? Today seems to be the last deadline for registration, right?"

Song Jing put one hand in his pocket, turned and walked towards the special department.

"Miss Jing!"

Song Jing stopped and turned around, and saw Su Luan and Fatty trotting over.

Fatty: "I looked at the back and said it must be Sister Jing. Sister Jing, eat buns."

"I've eaten it, you can eat it yourself."

Xiang yo asked: "Song Jing, have you seen it? Our school is going to hold a music competition, and we're going to have a lot of celebrity masters. Do you know any music? No one in our department has signed up yet."

"One person will come out of each department every month?"

"Not really. But people from other departments have signed up, and it seems a bit embarrassing that no one from our department has signed up." Xiang yo shrugged.

Qi Yun interjected: "Yoyo and I took violin and cello lessons when we were young, but we are only amateurs. To participate in this kind of competition, we can only be cannon fodder. Moreover, this competition requires original scores, which is very difficult. .”

"If you don't have that ability, don't participate, so as not to lose face when you get on stage." A mocking voice came from the side, "After all, not everyone has the ability to be musical and compose."

"Yinyin, this time you can finally let some people who only rely on one face to seduce men realize that she is no longer comparable to you."

Li Yin smiled elegantly, "Shui Shui, don't compare me to everyone." She said, her eyes glanced at Song Jing's face, and complacency and pride flashed across her eyes.

In the music competition, she will never lose to Song Jing!