Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 689 Acting like a spoiled old man is the most loving
Song Maimai's full moon banquet ended magnificently.

Song Qiyan never expected that there would be an extra "son" on the car home!

According to Jin's introduction, the kid in camouflage uniform was named Zhuo Xiaofan.

Jin Ziqi patted him on the shoulder, "It's the son of the officer who saved us on the mountain last time."

Song Qiyan looked more at Zhuo Xiaofan who was sitting upright in the back seat, didn't say anything, started the car and went home.

Jin Ziqi turned his head and asked the little guest Zhuo Xiaofan, "What do you want for supper tonight?"

"Glutinous rice dumpling rolled with sesame seeds!"

Jin Ziqi rolled his eyes at Jin Moumou who was raising his hands: "Jin Moumou, you don't need to eat supper."

"Why?" Jin Moumou protested dissatisfiedly: "So-and-so is also hungry!"

Zhuo Xiaofan looked at Song Maimai in Jin Ziqi's arms, and asked, "Does sister sleep with aunt at night?"

"Uh," Jin Ziqi paused, "Should be sleeping in the nursery with Xiaobao."

"Oh." Zhuo Xiaofan pursed his lips: "I see, thank you auntie, by the way, you can eat dumplings for supper."

Jin Ziqi smiled gratifiedly, "Okay, I'll let my aunt prepare it for you when I get home."

Zhuo Xiaofan nodded pretentiously: "Then I will trouble you."

Jin Ziqi looked at Jin Moumou and Zhuo Xiaofan sitting side by side in the back seat, er, and Song Xiaobao in the middle.

She had to admit that children nowadays are getting bolder.

Jin Moumou was alone in the middle of the night with her schoolbag and took a taxi to the hospital to visit her, which made her feel scared, but this Zhuo Xiaofan actually dared to take 300 yuan and came to S City with a toy gun on his back...

Looking at Zhuo Xiaofan shaking his two calves and showing Jin some toys in his schoolbag, Jin Ziqi couldn't help feeling a little worried, saying that those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black, and I don't know if so-and-so will turn black or red ?
Back at the Song residence, as soon as Zhuo Xiaofan climbed out of the car, he took out a handful of broken money from his trouser pocket, ran to Jin Ziqi's side, and tugged at Jin Ziqi's skirt, "Auntie, I still have the money left, treat it as Let’s live in the rent of your house.”

Jin Ziqi looked at the scattered money, smiled and patted Zhuo Xiaofan's head: "Don't be so rude, Xiaofan can just treat it as living in his own home, and keep the money for himself. "

"No," Zhuo Xiaofan shook his head righteously, "My grandfather said, you can't take advantage of the common people!"

Jin Ziqi had no choice but to accept the dozens of dollars, "Is Xiaofan safe with the family?"

"I have left a letter, and the chief should have seen it by now."

However, Jin Ziqi still asked out his own curiosity: "Did Xiaofan come to S city just to visit so-and-so?"

"Cough...cough..."

Jin Moumou suddenly coughed violently and climbed out of the car, "So-and-so, Xiaobao is going to pee!"

When Jin Ziqi left with Song Xiaobao, Jin Moumou breathed a sigh of relief, and squinted at Zhuo Xiaofan: "I almost got caught."

Zhuo Xiaofan played with the sniper rifle in his hand, twitched his lips: "Anyway, I don't care."

Song Qiyan parked the car and came over, only to see the back of his wife leaving.

After that, he looked at the extra kid in the family with great dissatisfaction, "Little guy, I really don't treat myself as an outsider."

Zhuo Xiaofan looked at him for a while, but didn't speak.

Jin Moumou felt that the words his father said were very familiar.

It seems, as if, a certain father-in-law said that to him back then!
Jin Ziqi walked into the main building and ordered the servants to cook a bowl of meat dumplings and a small bowl of chaos.

Although I just said that I would not give it to Jin Moumou, I just wanted to talk about how I was really willing to starve my precious son.

At most, give him less meat.

Generally speaking, Jin Ziqi is in a good mood today.

Looking at the sleeping daughter in his arms, Jin Ziqi smiled, there must be a lot of excitement when the little guests come to the house.

Just because Chief Zhuo saved their couple, she should treat this little officer well.

Jin Ziqi carried the sleeping Song Maimai back to the baby room, while Song Xiaobao obediently played with building blocks under the care of the servants. Jin Ziqi didn't want to say anything about this kind of strange baby who refused to rest at night.

After the child was settled, Jin Ziqi went to the study.

After Jin Zhaodong experienced a series of changes, he was also tired of fighting openly and secretly in the business field. He intends to retire early and hand over the Jin family to Jin Ziqi. Recently, the Jin family has sent documents to Jin Ziqi for several major projects.

As for Qiao Xinhui, after that time at the funeral home, Jin Ziqi never saw her again.

I heard that she has been to Jin's family several times, but Jin Zhaodong has avoided seeing her. He is determined to distance himself from her. Even if she is waiting outside Jin's house, Jin Zhaodong can find a way to avoid her. If he really doesn't want to see her How could a person not be able to do it?

After such a few months, it is difficult for Qiao Xinhui not to give up.

Moreover, the disappearance of Qiao Nianzhao made Qiao Xinhui even more helpless.

Maybe this is the so-called hateful person must have pity?

Jin Ziqi finished reading the materials at hand, turned off the computer, got up and prepared to take a shower and rest.

When she pushed the door open, she was hindered and seemed to bump into something, with a bang.

Then, Jin Ziqi saw a grinning man at the door.

"What are you doing here?" Jin Ziqi asked in astonishment.

Song Qiyan covered his forehead, first mumbled with guilt, then became angry from embarrassment, looked at Jin Ziqi with aggrieved eyes, and accused, "How can you treat me like this? I am your husband!"

Jin Ziqi was confused and didn't know what happened to him all of a sudden.

So she looked at him slightly surprised.

After the baby was born, they lived in peace and harmony, and a month passed peacefully.

Seeing her expression of not knowing why you are crazy, Song Qiyan's face completely darkened.

"What do you want from me?"

Jin Ziqi was surprised, this sentence should be more appropriate for her, right?

"Are you too lazy to quarrel with me now?" Song Qiyan looked at Jin Ziqi angrily, "I did something wrong, didn't I apologize to you? Is it necessary to be so fussy?"

"What's wrong with me?" Jin Ziqi was confused.

"You, you," Song Qiyan organized his vocabulary, "as a wife, you should look like a wife. A new boy has a higher status than me. At least you asked him what he wants to eat. Did you ask me?"

Are you jealous?

Jin Ziqi stared blankly at the chattering man and thought.

"Also, when you were in confinement, I had nothing to say, but now...we, we...Now that Mai Mai is full moon, you still, you still...Jin Ziqi, I have actually endured you for a long time!"

Jin Ziqi understood, and looked at the man's mother-in-law's face to comfort him: "I'm busy these days."

"Humph."

"sorry."

"Humph!"

Song Qiyan turned and left, went back to the bedroom, the door was closed with a loud noise.

Jin Ziqi stood there, a little bewildered and at a loss.

After Song Qiyan slammed the door heavily, he didn't walk away, but put his ear on the door.

Seeing no footsteps outside for a long time, he walked to the sofa and sat down contentedly.

It seems that I still know how to reflect on myself...

He coughed lightly triumphantly, crossed his slender legs, and turned on the TV.

Song Qiyan was sitting on the sofa, using the remote control to switch channels randomly, jumping from Hunan Satellite TV to Zhejiang Satellite TV and back to Hunan Satellite TV. It felt like a century had passed, but——

He turned his head and glanced in the direction of the door, why didn't Jin Ziqi chase after him and apologize?
Song Qiyan thought about it, and thought about it carefully from Jin Ziqi's point of view. She stayed in the study for so long just now, she should have some materials to sort out, and maybe take a bath or something. Jin Ziqi has always been very particular about that.

Thinking of this, Song Qiyan couldn't help but feel a lot more at ease.

He leaned on the soft sofa, and knocked on the sofa with the hand holding the remote control.

It takes about 15 minutes to sort out the materials, and if you want to take a shower, it takes 15 minutes to clean up, and it takes [-] minutes if you want to wash it quickly, and that doesn’t include the time for drying your hair, getting dressed, and leaving come over……

Song Qiyan looked at the door of the bedroom again, at Lei Ju on TV, then at the door of the bedroom, and at Lei Ju again, repeating this, looking back and forth, twisting his neck sorely, and finally——

"Tuk-tuk-"

Song Qiyan hurriedly assumed a comfortable sitting posture, staring at the TV screen without turning his eyes. He heard the creaking sound of the door opening, and the sound of footsteps getting closer, but he still sat there motionless.

Turning back at this time means that he is showing weakness, so we must persevere and don't look back!
It wasn't until the footsteps behind him stopped, and after a while, Song Qiyan turned around with a disapproving expression: "What are you doing standing behind..."

Song Qiyan forgot what he said next, because he couldn't react from what he saw.

"Chairman, this is the supper that Madam asked me to bring to you."

The servant respectfully handed over a bowl of sliced ​​noodles and placed it in front of Song Qiyan.

"Where's Madam?" Song Qiyan asked coldly, holding his breath.

"Madam said that she made the chairman unhappy, so she slept with Master Xiaobao and Miss Maimai tonight."

"Who told her I was unhappy?"

Song Qiyan suddenly got up from the sofa and turned the volume up, scaring the servant into panic: "Chairman..."

Realizing that he lost his composure, Song Qiyan gave a dry cough and waved his hands: "Go down..."

When the servant trotted away, Song Qiyan sat back on the sofa in frustration, staring at the steaming bowl of noodles, without any appetite, and finally threw himself on the bed in large characters, unable to fall asleep after tossing and turning.

At breakfast the next day, Jin Ziqi saw Song Qiyan who was in low spirits at the dining table.

Zhuo Xiaofan and Jin ate a sandwich shoulder to shoulder, while Song Xiaobao happily drank rice cereal.

"Auntie has something to do today, how about taking you out with XX tomorrow?"

Jin Ziqi looked at Zhuo Xiaofan kindly and asked for his opinion.

Zhuo Xiaofan licked his creamy fingers, nodded: "Auntie, you've made your decision."

Jin Ziqi really liked this obedient and sensible child, and touched Zhuo Xiaofan's head, Jin Moumou immediately put his watermelon head together: "Qiqi, here, here!"

Jin Ziqi laughed and patted his head too.

Only then did Jin continue to eat the sandwich with satisfaction.

Song Qiyan, who was reading the morning newspaper nearby, rattled the newspaper.

Jin Ziqi finally turned his attention to him, "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Song Qiyan lowered the newspaper, said neither salty nor light, "huh."

Jin Ziqi: "..."

(End of this chapter)