Sheng Chong's second marriage, Mr. Song is lucky to be pregnant

Chapter 329 You drink that, I drink this

Song Beilang can understand his brother's good intentions, and letting him be the acting president is just to give the marriage a relaxation time.

Sure enough, I heard Zhuzhi considerately say in my ear: "Beilang has been abroad for such a long time, it will inevitably take time to adapt to being the acting president when I come back, I am just a doctor, and I don't understand anything about economics and trade, so It can't help Beilang anything, so we can only give him ample time, our marriage is not in a hurry, and we can wait until Beilang thinks it can."

Zhuzhi is a kind girl, but the kind girl fell in love with a man with bad intentions.

Song Beilang smiled at Zhuzhi, and said softly, "Thank you, Zhuzhi."

Zhuzhi shook his head, being watched by Song Beilang, his face turned red, and he said with a slight smile, "This is what a fiancee should do."

Song Beilang and Zhuzhi seem to get along well, even Zhuzhi himself thinks so.

Song Beilang was almost deceived by himself. After dinner, Song Beilang returned to the room that had been tidied up. He couldn't help laughing at himself. The play just now was good. Zhuzhi is a good woman. If I really fell in love with her , is also really good.

It's a pity that Song Beilang's mind is very small, and he can only accommodate one person.

Song Jingjing was in the room next to him, even the balcony was next to him.

After dinner, Song Jingjing always likes to stand on the balcony to enjoy the wind. If Song Beilang's guess is correct, Song Jingjing should also be standing on the balcony now...

Song Beilang was about to go to the balcony, but there was a knock on the door.

Song Beilang was startled, then turned to open the door.

Tsukihime walked in.

"Aren't you going to sleep so late?"

Song Beilang asked.

Zhuzhi smiled lightly, and took the initiative to hug Song Beilang, his movements were very light.

Song Beilang put his big hand on Zhuzhi's shoulder, subconsciously trying to push him away, but Zhuzhi hugged him tightly: "Don't push me away."

There was pleading in the voice.

Song Beilang has always lacked knowledge.

She said don't push her away, but he didn't.

"I know you like that woman! You still have her in your heart!" Zhuzhi pursed his lips, his eyes felt bitter.

Song Beilang frowned slightly.

Zhuzhi continued: "I don't want to know how far you and that woman have developed, but since you have come back and promised to marry me, I hope you will stop contacting that woman on your own initiative. I can tolerate your past. But I'm also a stingy person, and I can't share a husband with other women."

When Zhuzhi spoke, he choked up slightly.

After a long time, Song Beilang let out a sound from his nose: "En."

Only then did Zhuzhi let go of him, and said, "Are you agreeing?"

"I won't take the initiative to contact her." This was what Song Beilang originally thought.

At least not this time.

He didn't believe that Song Jingjing would really let him marry Zhuzhi.

But if Song Jingjing really doesn't care anymore, then he can only follow Song Jingjing's wishes.

"Since you promised not to contact that woman, can you promise me one more thing?"

"You said."

"You promise first."

"it is good."

……

Zhuzhi came out of Song Beilang's room, turned around and entered Song Jingjing's room.

Song Jingjing stood on the balcony, blowing the wind.

Seeing Zhuzhi coming in, he couldn't help being surprised.

"Sister Zhuzhi, why are you here?"

Zhuzhi approached Song Jingjing, and asked with concern: "When you came back at night, I saw that you were not in good spirits, are you sick?"

Song Jingjing shook her head and smiled slightly: "No, maybe it's because the jet lag hasn't reversed, and it's much better now."

Tsukihime nodded.

There was a silence in the room. The two women, who had their own thoughts, didn't know whether to continue talking for a while.

Song Jingjing faced Zhuzhi, but she actually had a ghost in her heart.

As for Zhuzhi, Song Jingjing had something to ask for.

"Jingjing, you've seen that woman before!" Zhuzhi's words made Song Jingjing's face suddenly burn.

Zhuzhi doesn't have much contact with Song Jingjing, but he also knows that Song Jingjing is a pure and kind girl.

Seeing her expression, Zhuzhi also came to a conclusion.

That woman, Song Jingjing, must have known her, perhaps very well.

"Exquisite, what do you think of me?" Zhuzhi asked again.

Song Jingjing was flustered, and picked up Zhuzhi's advantages and said, smart, beautiful, and excellent medical skills...

"Compared with that woman, who do you think is more suitable for your brother?"

Song Jingjing was very nervous, her palms were full of sweat.

She held her breath and said solemnly, "Of course it's sister Zhuzhi."

Zhuzhi held Song Jingjing's hand with both hands, with expectant eyes in his eyes, "Jingjing, are you on my side?"

Song Jingjing nodded obediently, "Well, sister Zhuzhi is the one who is suitable for the third brother, and others...others are not suitable."

When she said this, Song Jingjing felt a bitterness in her heart, as if she was holding an awl in her heart.

Zhuzhi pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth, and the smile was joyful, "Jingjing, I beg you to do me a favor, you must agree, okay?"

How could Song Jingjing say no, she would naturally agree to anything.

She has ghosts in her heart, and she feels guilty towards Zhuzhi.

She is actually the third party between Zhuzhi and Song Beilang, and it will be a matter of time before she leaves.

Seeing Song Jingjing nodded, Zhuzhi then said his request: "Zhuzhi, help me monitor your brother and go to Huanqiu to be your brother's assistant."

Song Jingjing's eyes widened suddenly, and his brain suddenly exploded.

"Sister Zhuzhi, what did you say?"

Song Jingjing looked at Zhuzhi in disbelief.

Zhuzhi also knew that it was difficult, so he let go of Song Jingjing's hand, and hugged her instead, "Jingjing, I know this matter is embarrassing for you, but I thought about it, only you can help me with this matter, as long as your brother doesn't Contacting that woman again, I am willing to believe that Beilang is really willing to marry me, I cannot accept that your brother has other women outside!"

Zhuzhi knew this very well.

She has seen her mother crying with her pillow in her arms after her father had a good time outside. Her mother is a lady of the family. Even if she had a business marriage with her father without a deep relationship, she ruined herself for that philandering man. Throughout his youth, in Zhuzhi's impression, his mother never smiled heartily.

She could tolerate Song Beilang's not loving her, and his past, but she couldn't tolerate this man being entangled with other women when he was ready to marry her.

The love she wants is pure and she doesn't want a third party.

Song Jingjing bit her lips tightly, and forced an awkward smile on her pale face, "Sister Zhuzhi, brother can't."

Zhu knew: "But I'm worried about that woman. If that woman comes to your brother, I'm afraid your brother will soften his heart. I can only trust you in this matter. Help me?"

Song Jingjing is very clear about herself, she cannot agree to this matter, she wants to keep a distance from Song Beilang, how can she get closer, "Sister Zhuzhi, I'm sorry, I can't..."

Hearing the refusal, Zhuzhi's eyes were red, and she shed tears instantly, "Jingjing, do you really think I'm suitable to marry your brother?"

In a word, the previous question was brought up again.

Song Jingjing was riding a tiger, so he had to agree.

Zhuzhi is not suitable, so Song Jingjing is suitable for Song Beilang?
That's a chaotic wheel!dirty!

……

Song Jingjing was going to work as Song Beilang's assistant, so Zhuzhi told Song Yixian that night.

Song Yixian originally disagreed, after all he knew a lot.

Zhuzhi made such a strong request that Song Yixian had no choice but to agree.

What's more, Song Beilang is already the acting president, Song Beilang has agreed, what else can he say.

I just feel distressed that the previous relationship between Zhuzhi, Jingjing and Beilang has been cut and messed up.

"Xian'er, are you unhappy?" Liang Jincheng hugged the man from behind, because of the height difference, Liang Jincheng stood on tiptoe and barely put her chin on Song Yixian's shoulder.

Song Yixian chuckled, and the haze just now was swept away.

He grabbed the woman's hand around his waist, put it on his lips and kissed it, "I was a little unhappy at first, but I don't feel unhappy when I see you."

As long as I see her, nothing will bother me.

Now that the company is in the hands of Song Beilang, he just needs to make a decision at the right time, and he can be regarded as an idler on weekdays.

Liang Jincheng let go, turned around and went to the table to get water and medicine, and handed them to Song Yixian.

"Hey, it's time to take medicine."

Song Yixian smiled, and pointed to the soup bowl on the table, "Your medicine, you can take it when the time comes."

Liang Jincheng looked at the medicine on the table, stuck out her tongue, "Don't take it, it's very bitter."

That is traditional Chinese medicine, the new doctor gave it to Liang Jincheng, and it was used by Guben Peiyuan.

Chinese patent medicines are not as fast-acting as western medicines, but at least they have no side effects. The medicines given to Liang Jincheng by Annie before were too powerful, so the new doctor proposed to use Chinese medicines to slow down.

The new doctors were young and unachieved enough to enter the National Academy of Sciences.

The reason why Song Yixian chose this doctor was because he was the student who was snatched away by Annie.

Song Yixian turned around and held Liang Jincheng's small face, rubbed her cheek with his thumb, and said in a soft voice: "You have to drink if you suffer, otherwise how will your health be better? Look, don't I also need to take medicine?"

"Hmm..." Liang Jincheng, who was wearing pajamas, was unwilling, "I'll trade with you, you drink that, I'll drink this."

"No."

Liang Jincheng pursed her lips, hid in Song Yixian's arms and acted like a baby, buried her head in the man's chest and shook from side to side: "No, I don't want to..."

Song Yixian has nothing to do with her: "I'll drink my medicine, and I'll drink your medicine with you, how about that?"

Liang Jincheng grinned, nodded obediently, and said, "Okay."

The two walked to the table hugging each other. Liang Jincheng glanced at the medicine on the table and said, "You drink first."

Without hesitation, Song Yixian raised the bowl and drank it.

He drank it, but didn't swallow it. He pinched the woman's chin with his fingers, but printed it on the pink lips.

(End of this chapter)