addicted to him

Song Ni rarely asks about Tan Zheng's affairs, but it doesn't mean she doesn't pay attention.And Tan Zheng also knew what Song Ni didn't say.

This is the tacit understanding between two people.

Tan Zheng held Song Ni in his arms and patted her waist repeatedly.

"I know what's going on, it's fine."

Those people's tricks would only start with the people around him. Back then, they used his emphasis on friendship to expel him from the arena. Now they still use their emotions.

First his wife, then his club players.

But they forgot that he was no longer the Tan Zheng of the past.

He has never been short of capital.

If he wanted to play, he would play with them.

"Don't drive yourself during this time, I will pick you up and drop you off yourself."

Song Ni knew that Tan Zheng did this to solve his worries.

"It's not necessary to pick it up in person. I can watch it myself or let the bodyguards come. You can go about your business with peace of mind."'

Be it training or otherwise.

Tan Zheng was silent for a while, and finally agreed to Song Ni's request.It wasn't until later that Song Ni found out that Tan Zheng had arranged for her to be a senior racing driver with superb driving skills, and had been helping Tan Zheng with things after retirement.

Song Ni was indeed too tired, and after just talking to Tan Zheng for a few words, his tense spirit relaxed.

After she fell asleep, Tan Zheng got up and went to the study.

Danny really has no brains. When he was still a professional racing driver, his performance was not too bad, but the only few championships were when Tan Zheng was not around. In those few races where he won the championship, it was strange how many seeded players there were Something went wrong.

Tan Zheng went to investigate and found the person behind Danny.

It is an old-fashioned automobile group, one of the owners who first proposed to hold the race a hundred years ago.Up to now, the influence of the group is not small.

Today's racing competition is not as simple as it used to be, with complex interests involved and too many people involved.

Behind the champion of a game, the stakeholders involved are unimaginable.

The momentum of Tan Zheng back then was too strong, but such a person only focused on racing and was not interested in any endorsement or cooperation.

In the environment of the big dye vat, such a sincere love is as unbearable as a drop of pure water by the big dye vat.

Either the water is stained with other colors, or the drop of water is rejected.

Now Tan Zheng is coming back, and they have re-touched their interest cake.

Tan Zheng is very clear, but he has never been afraid.Back then, he believed in Xi Jinjiang too much, and he was also too defiant, thinking that those people would not dare to touch him, thinking that he would not fall into their tricks.

It's different now, since they want to play, he will play with them.

Without Tan Zheng by her side, Song Ni didn't sleep well, but woke up within an hour or two.When touching the ice on the other side of the bed, Song Ni knew that Tan Zheng must have been awake.

She couldn't sleep either.

It's just that Song Ni didn't choose to go to the study, but turned on the light in the room.

After a trip to Loch Lomond, she seemed to have an initial outline of her ideal wedding dress.

When inspiration comes, fatigue is automatically eliminated.Song Ni took a pen and rustled on the paper, and it didn't take long for the prototype of a wedding dress to be completed.

Careful work is much more complicated, and Song Ni is the kind of person who is hard to stop once he starts.It was already slightly bright, and Song Ni stopped writing.

Tan Zheng stayed up all night.

Thinking of this, Song Ni went into the bathroom, washed up briefly, and then went downstairs.

She wanted to make breakfast for Tan Zheng.

But obviously, as a young lady who was pampered and raised, she doesn't need to get involved in any fireworks, so naturally it is impossible to wait until she grows up and learn it inexplicably.

Fortunately, at this time, the sky was bright in the country, and Song Ni began to ask his mother for a simple and nutritious breakfast.

It was the first time Mrs. Song received such a request, and she was so happy that she made a video call directly.

"Nini, first open the refrigerator and show mom what ingredients you have."

Song Ni opened the refrigerator obediently, and switched the camera to take pictures of every corner of the refrigerator.

Because there are aunts who come to clean and cook on time, the ingredients in the refrigerator are complete and fresh.

Madam Song nodded in satisfaction.

"If Xiaozheng stays up all night, he should eat something to warm his stomach this morning. Nini, you can take out that fish and make a soup, then add noodles. It's relatively simple."

Song Ni frowned slightly.

Is it easy to make a soup?

I don't know, but since my mother said that making a soup is better for Tan Zheng's stomach, let's make a soup. Anyway, it's still early and there is plenty of time.

"By the way, mom, can injured people drink fish soup?"

She thought very simply, since she wanted to make soup, she should cook more so that everyone could drink some.

Hearing this, Mrs. Song was a little nervous.

"Injured? Nini, which one of you is injured?"

"Mom, just club some kids, the injuries are not serious, don't be nervous."

Only then did Mrs. Song feel relieved.

"Of course you can drink it. Fish soup is good for your body, but you have to ask his doctor."

Song Ni nodded and took out the fish inside.

Fortunately, Auntie has already dealt with it, otherwise, I don't know if Song Ni will deal with it, but it is certain that she will not be willing to deal with it.

After taking out all the ingredients needed, Song Ni found a stand and put the phone aside.

"Okay, mom, what should I do now?"

Mrs. Song's cooking style is to prepare everything first before starting the fire, and the teacher teaches in the same way.

"Nini, you should prepare all the side dishes first, cut the ginger slices into shreds, and cut the tofu into small cubes."

Song Ni nodded, and after searching for a while, he finally found the place where the kitchen knives were placed. There were many kinds of knives there. Song Ni only recognized a fruit knife, so he took one casually.

The light of the knife flickered for a while, and Mrs. Song was frightened when she saw the knife.

"Hey, my baby, be careful, this is a bone cutter, you don't need such a big one, put it back carefully, don't hurt yourself."

Song Ni snorted, put the knife back obediently, and found a relatively small knife.

Mrs. Song has also arrived in the kitchen, asking for help to hold the phone, and demonstrating how to cut ginger.

"Slice first, then shred, Nini, do you understand?"

After reading it once, Song Ni felt that the work was really simple.

half a minute later
Only then did Song Ni realize that his eyes could understand, but his hands could not.

Why is this lump of ginger so disobedient?No matter how hard you grab it, you will always slip away when the knife is about to cut.

Mrs. Song looked terrified.

"Nini, don't hurt your hand, take it easy!"

Song Ni frowned and found another way.