Good Morning, Mr. President!

"... Star of Song?" He was a little uncertain. He was sleeping now and was woken up by a phone call from her. Stupid, sitting up on his back, "Why did you call me?"

Speaking of which, he smiled and was particularly proud of himself. "It is dissatisfied with me on the surface, but I really like it?"

Song Zhi rolled his eyes.

Thanks to this narcissist, she also knew that she was not satisfied with him.

"I want to find you something."

"What can we both do? Talk about marriage?" Chi Huan teased her intentionally.

Song Zhixing simply wanted to hang up immediately. However, when I think about my big business, I can only hold back, "I haven't used your mobile phone before, did I make a call?"

"Well. That person called back." Chi Huan scratched his hair lazily.

"Ah!" Song Zhixing exclaimed, "He really called back?"

I was afraid to be heard by my grandfather. After the surprise, the last sentence was softer. "What did he talk to you about? Did you say I made the call?"

"Yes. He asked me what I had to do with you."

"Then how did you get back?"

"Return to the truth."

When Song Zhixing was about to say anything, he heard Chi Huan lazily say, "I said I was your fiance."

As soon as this word came out, she almost spit out blood and jumped angrily, "Are you crazy, what are you talking about! When did you become my fiance? You-how can you go to my second uncle! "

Song Zhixing was angry and anxious. Tang Yu must have misunderstood! But she didn't want him to misunderstand.

"What are you so excited about, isn't it your uncle, it's not the man you like."

"You don't understand after telling you!" Song Zhixing was upset. "Forget it, I know I can't count on you."

She was even more desperate to hang up the phone.

"Well, I said, Song Zhixing, your second uncle, is it Tang Yu of the Tang family?"

"I want you to care!" She was burning in her heart, not wanting to care about this person.

"I know him, he's pretty good."

"That still needs you to say?" When referring to Tang Yu, Song Zhixing couldn't help the pride in his heart.

"Do you girl, do you know how to speak well? I tell you, as long as I nod my side, you will be my little daughter-in-law in the future. You speak to your future husband, be polite, know?

"Dream your big head dream!" Song Zhixing was discouraged, and felt that talking to him was just a waste of time. She didn't wait to say anything over there, and she slammed the phone.

Lie down on the bed, twisting his body fiercely, almost did not twist the sheets to make a hole.

Why can't everything go to her heart?

Tang Yu must have misunderstood him. Will he just leave him in an unfamiliar place when he gets angry and doesn't care about her anymore?

Song Zhixing became more and more irritable, and felt more and more suffering for a while. However, sneaking away is not enough. Her passport was confiscated long ago by her grandfather, and she was penniless.

Ooo ~

Why is she suffering so hard!

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Song Zhixing rested at home for two days. On the third day, she just woke up, finished her mouthwash with her listlessly combed hair, and the door of the room was pushed open from the outside.

"Master." Aunt Lan was packing the sheets outside, and greeted everyone in a hurry when she saw the people coming from the room.

Song Zhixing was inside, and after hearing these two words, he quickly grabbed the comb and came out of the bathroom.

Li Qiming instructed the followers behind him, "help the lady choose the right clothes, and then put on the makeup carefully."

Song Zhixing looked behind Li Qiming and saw two beautifully dressed women walking over with boxy makeup boxes and jewelry boxes in their hands. Pulling off the dresser chair, she smiled at her, "Miss, please sit down."

Of course they speak J language.

However, she has been here for almost half a month, and she can barely understand so few words in short life.

"Grandpa, which one do you sing again?" Song Zhixing asked a little tiredly. However, she could not be tolerated and was pushed to the dresser.

Li Qiming didn't conceal her, but justly said: "formal blind date."

Song Zhixing was so scared that the comb in his hand fell off. "Is that the one named Chi Huan?"

"Ok."

"Why do I suffer so hard!" Song Zhixing mourned on the dresser.

Li Qiming ignored her, and only said to Aunt Lan, "Choose a nice dress for the lady. Don't choose any cotton jackets, which are bulging and unsightly."

Seeing his grandfather ignoring himself, Song Zhixing pretended to cry even more, "I have no pain from my dad since my childhood, no pain from my mother. Now I have a grandfather. I thought there would be family pain. As a result ... Fool! "

"You are useless." Li Qiming remained indifferent. "You have to go today, you have to go!"

Song Zhixing pretends to cover his eyes with a tissue and draws together, "You just bully me for being a child without the pain of my parents, so you have to sell me now!"

"Nonsense!" Li Qiming made her accusation furious.

"Isn't it? You married me to Chi Huan, and you wanted to marry the Chi family. Anyway, I'm the chess piece you exchanged for good. I think your health is bad, and I want to come here to accompany you and give you filial piety You are good, you just sold me. I was so stupid that I got into the tiger's mouth. I deserve it! "

Li Qiming saw that she was so crying and so angry, angry and angry, "If I really don't care about you and let you follow the boy of Tang Yu, then you really call into the tiger's mouth, don't know why.

He didn't bother to talk to the girl again, otherwise he would be really braided by this girl.

"Clean up quickly." He waved his hands impatiently, no matter how sad Song Song was and how he cried, he went out with a cane.

Song Zhixing knew her current situation. She was simply a puppet. When she reached the grandfather's place, she did not have the right to say no, but only at their mercy. She sat there glumly and let anyone comb her hair and make up.

After an hour, she was carefully dressed and led by Li Qiming.

She was wearing a dress and a windbreaker was set up outside with her legs exposed, and she shivered as soon as she stepped out of the villa. Fortunately, she got in the car within two steps, which made her much more comfortable.

She was sulking all the way and was reluctant to talk to Li Qiming.

The car went round and round in the city and finally stopped in front of a villa. This is a group of villas, and they should all belong to their Chi family. The Chi family's brand is hung a long way. Li Qiming got out of the car and an old man with gray hair had greeted him.

"Brother Li, welcome!"

Li Qiming shook hands with the other party.

Song Zhixing was still sitting in the car, she looked around, and guessed that this person should be the grandfather of Chi Huan, the granddaughter Chi Yongzheng mentioned earlier, and the Chi's current authority.