To Save the Female Supporting Role As My Duty

Three years later, at the Capital International Airport, Song Lingshu looked at the flight information for almost an hour.

Song Lingshu: [Do you think she can recognize me at a glance. 】

System: [Nonsense, you are pulling such a long banner, no one can recognize you at a glance, okay! Everyone around is looking at you, okay! I am ashamed of a system! 】

When Zhao Jiajia came out pushing the box, she saw Song Lingshu at a glance. She was startled by the bright red banner, which was three meters long and was pulled by two strangers at both ends. Her name was written on it, and she wanted to see which idiot was greeted like this.

—Warmly welcome Ms. Zhao Jiajia to return to China^_^

"..."

She walked forward with a smile, looked at the woman standing behind the banner, let go of the hand holding the box, and just raised her hand, she was hugged by the other party.

"Boss, boss, you can be counted, you are back, woo woo woo!"

The familiar voice and tone brought her back to the previous time. She studied desperately, and finally completed all the courses in three years, and then rushed back without stopping.

She hugged him back, took a deep breath, smelled the faint scent of perfume on his body, and showed an infatuated smile: "Long time no see, I'm back."

Zhao Jiajia did not come back alone on this trip, she also brought a team, not many, nine people, accompanied by three local people, and the others went home first.

Song Lingshu took them to the hotel together. The two people holding the banners were her employees. They had been out of their bodies the whole morning. They were entrusted with the important task of pulling the banners. I'm so sorry, I didn't expect to see the boss acting coquettishly to another woman. It's really... help, the boss actually has two faces? !

Song Lingshu already has a name in the real estate industry. In the past few years, his business has continued to expand, and the topic has far surpassed Wang Yue. The combination of "stuttering" and "female" seems to naturally make everyone discuss more, plus work Her vigorous and resolute actions made her a **** that many employees dare not approach.

However! she now! He actually called someone else's boss! Still holding hands and acting like a spoiled child! help!

"Boss, boss, come and stay at my place tonight, why don't you book a hotel?" Song Lingshu sat in the back seat and asked aggrievedly.

"The hotel was booked by my friends." Zhao Jiajia said.

"Then, what about you?"

"What do you think?" Zhao Jiajia looked at her with a smile.

"Okay! First, let's eat first!"

Song Lingshu reserved a box and invited Zhao Jiajia to go with her friends. Unexpectedly, at the dinner table, Zhao Jiajia started talking about the project with her within a few minutes of reminiscing about the past.

After listening to it for a long time, she recalled: "Do you want to invest in me?"

Several other people smiled awkwardly, and cast their eyes on Zhao Jiajia, Zhao Jiajia nodded: "Yes, haven't you invested in a lot of industries? After thinking about it, I think you are the best investor. Here is our project schedule , you can take it back and have a look, it’s okay to refuse.”

"Okay." As soon as Song Lingshu took it, the waiter came in to serve the food.

Zhao Jiajia looked around the room: "Where's Wang Yue?"

"You, why are you looking for him?" Song Lingshu frowned.

"I read some media reports that you are in a relationship?"

"How, how is it possible!" Song Lingshu got angry when she mentioned this. The media often interviewed them separately, because they were partners and both were single, so they were naturally ridiculed as golden boys and girls. When they were photographed eating together, they would say night parties.

"He has someone he likes." Song Lingshu covered his mouth and leaned close to her ear, and said slyly, "I have been rejected a few times, I am dying of laughter."

"Who is it?" Zhao Jiajia asked with a smile.

Song Lingshu looked at her expression, and slowly said a name: "Xiao, Xiaoqin."

Zhao Jiajia was surprised: "How did they know each other?"

"It's just Xiaoqin who, unintentionally... helped his sister."

"oh."

Song Lingshu stared at her for a long time, Zhao Jiajia's ears turned red: "What are you looking at?"

"Speaking of Xiao, Xiaoqin, aren't you angry?"

"Why am I angry? She has nothing to do with me." Zhao Jiajia picked up a piece of braised pork and put it in her bowl, "Hurry up and eat, why do I think you've lost weight?"

"You, you are the one!" Song Lingshu pinched her hoof.

"Don't just eat meat, drink soup too." Zhao Jiajia served her soup.

"Eat more vegetables, why are you still... so picky about eating." Song Lingshu took the opportunity to grab Shanghai Qing with his chopsticks.

The turntable just turned and turned like this, others: "..."

Song Lingshu has houses in many cities, but they don't have many things. She often travels on business, so it's almost like a hotel.

Zhao Jiajia put down her luggage, and after a visit, she found that apart from the master bedroom, there were some clothes and skin care cosmetics in the second bedroom. There was nothing missing, and she could move in with her bags. She asked curiously, "When did you clean up this room? "

"I have always had it." Song Lingshu said, "Every... house of mine has its own property. It belongs to your room, and you can live in it anytime."

Zhao Jiajia was stunned, walked up to her, and asked deeply: "Then what will you do when you get married? After you have a husband and children, will you still reserve a room for me?"

Song Lingshu shook his head.

Zhao Jiajia's eyes darkened for a moment, and then he was ignited by her words.

"I, I, I am not married."

"Why?"

"No reason, why." Song Lingshu raised his eyebrows, "What, you, you, you want to get married? Are you talking about someone?"

"No, I'm going to take a shower first." Zhao Jiajia took a change of clothes, and after taking a shower, she walked to the sofa and saw that she was reading the proposal, so she sat cross-legged beside her, thought for a while, and then leaned her head against her He raised his shoulders and asked, "How do you see it? Are you interested in investing in our project?"

Song Lingshu raised his head in surprise: "You want to make a smart phone?"

"Well." When it comes to work, Zhao Jiajia said seriously, "This is the direction we have been researching. Although mobile phone calls are very convenient now, I still feel that it is not convenient enough. You see, we have been abroad for a few years, and the mobile phone has brought us In fact, the function is not very big, even if you want to look at a photo, it will be blurry. I hope that it will be more convenient, the network will be more developed, the photos will be more high-definition, and it can also make videos anytime, anywhere, and share dynamics in real time to achieve more efficient interaction. I once visited a foreign company. They are developing a touch-screen mobile phone. I think it is very promising and I want to try it, but it is still very difficult. Capital and talent are one aspect, and the market is also one aspect... "

"Do it!" Song Lingshu said pleasantly, she never thought that Zhao Jiajia's market acumen is so high, and now there are still push-button phones like Nokia on the market!

"This project must, must be done! You don't have to worry about the funds!"

"Really? Are you afraid that I'll mess it up?" Zhao Jiajia asked with a smile.

"No, I won't." Song Lingshu held her in both hands and rubbed her, and said with a smile, "Oh, your sense of the market...is very sensitive!"

"Don't rub your face." Zhao Jiajia also rubbed back in retaliation. The two started to play around on the sofa, and finally accidentally pressed Song Lingshu under him. They laughed for a while before they finally stopped. The atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

Neither of them moved.

Zhao Jiajia simply lowered his head, lying on her body, and repeated in a low voice: "I finally see you."

"Yeah, you're finally, willing... to come back." Song Lingshu smiled and patted her on the back, holding the end of her hair with her fingers, "You still dyed, dyed and permed, and became more and more... ...the more beautiful it is."

The hairstyle was done before returning to China. Zhao Jiajia had a feeling of being close to home, and wanted to make the other party look amazing when they saw her, so she dyed and permed her hair that had been left for more than 20 years.

"Does it look good?"

"It's super beautiful, look at it!"

"You are the one." Zhao Jiajia propped up half of her body and looked at her long hair scattered on the sofa. This was the first time I saw her with long hair.

When Zhao Jiajia saw her at the airport, Zhao Jiajia's heart almost jumped out. She thought that after the isolation of time and space, she could face this relationship calmly, but she still overestimated her control, and she was afraid that the other party would see her. She couldn't see her expression, so she hugged her quickly, avoiding her direct gaze.

"Why do you want to grow long hair?" Zhao Jiajia asked.

"Isn't this the exclusive, exclusive barber...isn't he by your side?" Song Lingshu laughed.

"The barber is back, do you still want short hair?"

"Think, think."

The two cut their hair in the bathroom this time. They have cut their hair in many places, and the success rate is 90%, but this time, Zhao Jiajia was a little uncertain: "I haven't cut it for many years, I don't know if the technique is unfamiliar. No, in case the cut is bad..."

"Then, let's go to the barber shop...to fix it." Song Lingshu said.

"Yes." She had forgotten how convenient the barber shop is now. Thinking of this, she boldly grabbed her long hair, but did not cut it off immediately. After looking at it for a while, she suddenly put down the scissors, "No, I will I haven't seen your long hair yet, let's keep it for a few more days."

"Alright." Song Lingshu turned to her and asked, "Does long hair look good?"

"Well, long hair and short hair look good."

Song Lingshu laughed.

When going to bed at night, no one took the initiative to bring up the second bedroom, so at this moment, the two of them were lying side by side on the bed, but there was enough space between them to sleep another person.

At this time, both of them had an idea in their minds—

It would be nice if the bed was smaller.

After a long time, Song Lingshu rolled his eyes, pretending to charge his phone, and turned over.

Very good, five centimeters closer to the other party.

Zhao Jiajia moved ten centimeters to her side, pulling the quilt pretending to be natural: "Is it a little cold?"

"Yes, yes, the weather has changed. It's nice and cold outside." Song Lingshu hurried over, put his feet on her body quickly, Zhao Jiajia hugged her waist, and the simple and familiar movements brought them back to the past in an instant. They all laughed silently.

After returning to China, Zhao Jiajia was not only reminiscing about the old days, she also had a lot of work to do. She rented an office with her team, and started to prepare for the project after getting the investment. She was very busy for a while.

However, Song Lingshu, who had been busy for several years, was free and would go to their company every now and then to watch the wind. Every time she went, she would bring some food. Everyone welcomed her very much.

She walked to Zhao Jiajia's office and saw her sitting in front of the computer with a pair of thin-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose. She walked to the side and sat down, lying on the table, and pushed the biscuit in front of her: "Boss, boss, eat first something."

Zhao Jia kept typing on the keyboard with both hands, concentrating on it, and opened his mouth when he heard the words: "Hey."

Song Lingshu picked up a cookie and handed it to her mouth. Zhao Jiajia bit into it, accidentally licked her finger, and sat up straight without changing his face.

Song Lingshu stared at her fingers in a daze, and after a while, asked her, "Okay, is it delicious?"

"Generally, it's not as delicious as your cooking." Zhao Jiajia said.

"Ah, I... haven't baked or baked biscuits for a long time." Song Lingshu said, seeing some crumbs on the corner of her mouth, she reached out to wipe her.

Zhao Jiajia stopped, turned his eyes to her, his eyes were heavy, and Song Lingshu was stunned for a moment.

The two looked at each other in silence until they heard footsteps, and they turned their faces away at the same time.

Song Lingshu rubbed his face: "I, I'll go back and cook first, will you come back to eat at night?"

"Come back, there is no entertainment tonight."

"good."

After Song Ling left happily, Zhao Jiajia touched the corner of his mouth, slowly broke into a smile, dialed the internal line, and ordered: "Let Chris hold a meeting for you tonight, and my meeting will be changed to tomorrow."

Song Lingshu cooked four dishes and one soup, both meat and vegetables, as well as freshly baked biscuits. Hearing the doorbell, he immediately ran to open the door. Just as he smiled, the other party suddenly reached out and hugged her, laying on her feebly, walked a few steps inside, and closed the door behind him: "I'm so tired."

"It's hard work, la."

The two staggered to the sofa. Song Lingshu said that the meal was ready, and pushed her away with a smile, telling her to wash her hands and prepare for the meal.

However, after a while, Zhao Jiajia came out wearing a home suspender dress, lazy and sexy, Song Lingshu glanced at it and quickly looked away: "Come and eat, eat."

"Drinking?" Zhao Jiajia picked up a bottle of red wine from the cabinet.

"Okay, okay."

After eating and drinking enough, the wine bottle was almost bottomed out. Zhao Jiajia shook the bottle, feeling a little depressed—why does this girl hold so much alcohol!

"Do you still drink?" Zhao Jiajia was already slightly drunk, but he still didn't give up.

"Drink." Song Lingshu was drinking vigorously.

The two directly shifted positions and went to the sofa. Zhao Jiajia opened another bottle, chatted with her, and finished another bottle without knowing it.

"Can you still drink?" Song Lingshu touched her hot cheeks, "You can drink well, it seems that you can't do it."

"You can't do it, drink!" Zhao Jiajia staggered to get another bottle of wine.

At the end of the drink, she collapsed on the sofa, completely forgetting her purpose, and pointed at the chandelier with her fingers dangling: "Look, there are stars."

"It's obviously the moon, the moon." Song Lingshu also felt a little dizzy. As soon as he leaned his head, he fell on top of her, slid all the way, and landed on her lap. He yawned, "Sleep, sleep for a while."

"Go to sleep." Zhao Jiajia stroked her arm, patted her face, and by accident, she lowered her head and touched Song Lingshu's lips.

Song Lingshu's head buzzed, his eyes widened, he suspected that he was hallucinating, and he felt that the other party had drunk too much.

The moment Zhao Jiajia touched her, her mind cleared up a lot. She slowly raised her head and looked at her silently, waiting for her questioning and anger.

She looked at Song Lingshu's complicated expression, and opened her mouth hesitantly, her heart was almost in her throat, thinking that if the other party scolded her, she would simply pretend to be drunk.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, Song Lingshu frowned uncomfortably, turned his head to the ground, and said, "yue..."

Zhao Jiajia: "......"

The author has something to say:

Oops, this world seems to be a bit over the top, but it's almost over^. ^

Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution during 2022-10-1115:36:03~2022-10-1217:27:23~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Liuyun is called Feng, and one named Shen on New Year's Eve;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of disagreement with G; 8 bottles of Ayu; 4 bottles of poor; Name, Qiu Huai 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!