Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 647 The Big Boss Behind the Scenes (10)
How could Jon let go of this great opportunity to step on Jane, pulled Jin Ziqi and said in a low voice: "Just say whatever you want."

Jin Ziqi glanced at Jane, who just happened to be staring at him straightly, and couldn't help but frowned: "What are you looking at? Don't look in the mirror, let's see what kind of virtue you have been beaten."

The veins on Jane's forehead twitched twice, and she couldn't help it anymore, sneered: "Aren't you going too far, your husband became a widow after you died, and don't vent on me if your heart is twisted, is it a big deal to bully more than less, in this society It still makes sense."

"Snapped--"

The loud applause made everyone watching the show gasp.

It was because it wasn't Jon or Windsor who hit someone, but Jin Ziqi who had been quietly standing aside.

If Jin Ziqi had been in a low mood before, then it can be said that she was irritated now. She now has a wound called Song Qiyan in her heart. These days, she tried hard to stitch it up, trying to make herself look safe, but As soon as Jane appeared, she ravaged her wound again and again, tearing it apart abruptly.

Jin Ziqi looked at Jane coldly: "Since you dare to reason with me with the cheek, I will reason with you. I have seen many pawns, but it is rare for a pawn to be as crazy as you. I told him After being married for a year and a half, I saw you jumping around like a clown, to be honest, I didn't feel much about it, after all, my man didn't take you seriously."

"You also have parents, the Rochelle family, a big family in the upper class of England, I think they should have taught you how to be a polite and honest lady? If not, you will have a remote video call with them when you go back today , let them take a good look at your face, let them take a look, it is because they didn't teach you well that you were beaten like this."

Jin Ziqi uttered every word and every word clearly, and it was so clear that Jane's face turned black from embarrassment. Naturally, she did not forget that there were so many onlookers around. Although Jin Ziqi spoke in English, she could Sitting in the position of Song's executives, who can't speak English, and then adding some words of Jin Ziqi's words, I don't know how ugly it will be?
"Why, am I wrong?"

Jin Ziqi smiled, "Don't stare at me. If you still feel that we are bullying the few, you can call the police. You are British, and the Chinese government will fully protect your safety in the mainland; if you feel wronged, you can also contact the police." The news media exposed your wounds to them, but let me put it down first, don’t think that you can do evil by relying on Rochelle’s name, as you said yourself, this society is reasonable, and of course it also respects the rule of law !"

"When you see me on the road in the future, you'd better take a detour. Do you know that every time you come up to greet me with that fake smile, I can't help but want to slap you. Before you blamed others for being sorry for you, yes It’s not that you should look for problems from yourself first, and don’t blame the earth for not having gravity when you become constipated.”

Jin Ziqi, who concluded with the sentence "Don't blame the earth for lack of gravity when you become constipated", opened her red lips lightly under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone: "I will definitely go to the Song's shareholder meeting tomorrow."

After Jin Ziqi entered, Mrs. Windsor also took Jon away in the car. Finally, Windsor lowered the window of the car, looked at Jane who was still standing there and said indifferently: "No one really owes anyone. If you keep thinking like this, only you will be tortured." Own."

Jane looked at the car going away, then turned her head to look at the funeral parlor, and sneered, it's not sure who will be tormented!

Back in the empty Song residence, Jin Ziqi stood in the lobby and suddenly didn't know where to go.

She looked at the sofa where Song Qiyan often sat, as if he was still there, and noticed her gaze raised her head, the corners of her mouth curled up, her deep eyes were full of deep affection, she opened her arms and waited for her to rush over.

"Ma'am, you are back, do you think you should take a bath first or eat first?"

"I'll go upstairs to see Xiaobao first."

Jin Ziqi softly pushed open the door of the baby room, and saw Song Xiaobao was holding a feeding bottle and drinking. The little guy closed his eyes, and his mouth muttered reflexively. Burp.

"Ma'am..." The nurse wanted to greet Jin Ziqi when he came in, but Jin Ziqi stopped him.

Because of the death of the male master, the whole family is shrouded in a gray and desolate atmosphere, but Song Xiaobao still eats and sleeps well every day, and occasionally howls for you, his energy is indescribably abundant.

"You go out first, I'll just be with him."

After waving the nurse away, Jin Ziqi squatted down beside the crib and stroked Song Xiaobao's round belly.

Song Xiaobao hummed a few times in cooperation, and then continued to fight with the bottle.

Jin Ziqi was still wearing the clothes of the funeral parlor, she had no extra energy to dress herself up, she leaned down, kissed Song Xiaobao's cheek: "It would be great if my mother could be as carefree as you are."

Song Xiaobao's eyeballs rolled around, and finally landed on Jin Ziqi's pale face, he hiccupped again, some milk stains spilled from the corner of his mouth, he stared at Jin Ziqi stupidly, and then blinked his eyes.

Jin Ziqi wiped off the milk stains for him, then took out the jadeite snake and hung it around Song Xiaobao's neck.

"This is a gift from your father, maybe...the only gift in this life..."

As she said that, Jin Ziqi sniffed, with a soft and loving smile on her face, but her heart was filled with waves of sourness. She took advantage of the situation and sat on the floor, holding Song Xiaobao's little hand, "Do you believe your father is dead? ?”

Song Xiaobao grumbled.

"They all say he's dead, in the explosion, but I don't believe it."

Jin Ziqi looked at a floor lamp by the bed, his eyes were a little erratic, and he smiled: "If he really left me and won't come back, what am I still guarding these things for? Xiaobao..."

Song Xiaobao in the crib had already snored and fell asleep, the bottle was still tightly held in his little hand.

"Little heartless."

Jin Ziqi scratched the bridge of his nose, and Song Xiaobao immediately howled like a small animal, and then fell silent.

Standing up, wiping the water marks from the corners of his eyes, Jin Ziqi tucked the thin blanket for Song Xiaobao before going out.

After Jin Ziqi went out, he called the Lu family again.

It was Jin Moumou who answered the phone, and he said to Jin Ziqi rather reproachfully: "Qiqi, you miss so-and-so after only a few days apart? Sigh, has Xiaobao been so noisy these days that Qiqi can't sleep? Oh, is Papa home yet?"

The news of Song Qiyan's death was still hidden from Jin XX, so the little guy was able to talk and laugh so carefree.

Jin Ziqi looked at the dark night scene outside the window, "Father hasn't come back yet, but he has asked Uncle Zou Xiang to bring you a gift. You can see it when you come home next time. You will definitely like it."

(End of this chapter)