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

Chapter 335

The envy of female colleagues in the company is envy.

More curious, curious about who this woman is and what is the relationship with Song Beilang.

After all, in the past two days, there are still rumors about the scandal between Song Beilang and Song Jingjing.

The matter between this brother and sister... No matter how you say it, it's not clean.

Or maybe they have been dirty since they were very young.

People's imagination is always very rich, and they habitually think in bad directions.

It is rare for Zhuzhi to have such direct contact with Song Beilang. His cheeks blushed, and he lowered his head and said softly, "I don't want to disturb you too much. I deliberately waited until you got off work. Are you still going home today? If you go home, we will go back together. If you don't go home, I will accompany you to dinner at the company."

Song Beilang's Yan looked at Zhuzhi, but out of the corner of his eye, he looked at another person standing not far away.

The man's face was slightly pale, his teeth were biting his lip, and he looked a little nervous.

Song Jingjing just got off the same elevator as Song Beilang, Song Jingjing hid in the corner, Song Jingjing thought Song Beilang didn't see her.

But what Song Jingjing didn't know was that Song Beilang deliberately chose the elevator she was taking to go downstairs.

Song Beilang looked away inadvertently, and said with a chuckle, "Since you're here, I won't go home. I'll take you out to eat delicious food."

Zhuzhi was startled, and the flush on his face added another layer, "Hurry up and stop hugging me, there are so many people here."

Song Beilang didn't care, but he tightened his arms even more, "Didn't you do it on purpose? Come to me while the flow of people is in the flow, and straighten your name as Mrs. Song."

Zhuzhi's expression changed, and Song Beilang said in his ear again: "Fang Yuan told me all the rumors and gossip Meng Keqing heard when he came to the company. Yes."

"I...I'm sorry..." Zhuzhi bit her lip.

Before Zhuzhi finished speaking, Song Beilang interrupted her with a sincere tone, "Actually, I'm sorry, I wronged you, and let those nonsense words spread."

The two of them didn't speak loudly, and they were standing in the circulation area between the entrance and the exit.

The voice of the conversation was more or less overheard by passers-by.

The people around couldn't help but be speechless.

"No, actually it's still my fault. It's because I force Jingjing to bring you bento boxes every day. I'm afraid that Jingjing won't be used to the company's food, so I also make a copy for Jingjing. I bought the bento box from the Internet. , It’s indeed a couple’s model, I just think it looks good, I didn’t expect to cause those misunderstandings, I’m not wronged, it’s wronged, it’s delicate, she’s a girl and people say that..."

Zhuzhi is very kind, and what he thinks of is Song Jingjing's reputation.

What's more, Song Jingjing is the most beloved sister of the Song family, no one will be happy when this red thing happens.

She simply found the time when the traffic was the highest, one was to prove her identity, and the other was to prove the innocence between Song Jingjing and Song Beilang.

Song Beilang knew Zhuzhi's thoughts, nodded, and said: "In this way, it is right for me to be so intimate with you."

Zhuzhi was still in Song Beilang's arms, she felt ashamed and wanted to push him away.

It was Song Beilang who pinched his chin.

Zhuzhi was startled, and the kiss fell.

This was Zhuzhi and Song Beilang's first kiss, and they did not expect it to be in front of so many people.

There was a burst of amazement around.

"My God, it's a kiss."

"It should be the third wife of the Song family."

"I really want to meet this woman. She is in a medical school. I heard that she is very powerful."

"Then Miss Song, what's going on?"

"Look over there, isn't it Miss Song's family?"

……

The gossip around him also entered Zhuzhi's ears.

Hearing Song Jingjing's voice, he quickly pushed Song Beilang away.

Zhuzhi couldn't bear to do such a thing in public.

Wiping his lips, Zhuzhi turned around and saw Song Jingjing standing in the crowd at a glance.

Zhuzhi's cheeks were flushed, but he didn't know it. He walked over and grabbed Song Jingjing, "Jingjing, I'm sorry to have caused you all these troubles."

Compared with Zhuzhi's flushed cheeks, Song Jingjing's cheeks looked a little pale.

Song Beilang saw it in his eyes, even the smile at Zhuzhi seemed a little stiff.

Zhuzhi dragged Song Jingjing into the room, forcibly suppressing the joy and joy brought by that kiss just now, and changed the subject: "Let's go to dinner later, let's go to Jingjing together."

Song Jingjing was stunned for a moment, and quickly shook her head, "No, no, I won't go, you go by yourself, I still prefer to eat the meals cooked by He Ma."

Zhuzhi said: "Impossible, haven't you figured out what I'm here for?"

Song Jingjing knew it, she knew it when she saw Zhuzhi and Song Beilang's kiss just now.

Zhuzhi came here to stop the talk of Youyou.

"If you go to dinner with us, today's matter is probably settled, otherwise... Maybe those people with ulterior motives will arrange a big show." Zhuzhi explained.

Song Jingjing still didn't want to go, "Then I'll go out with you, let's forget about eating, how embarrassing it would be for you to bring me on a date."

Song Beilang frowned, and his voice was slightly cold, "I told you to go, where did those excuses come from, didn't you say the day before yesterday that you didn't want to be an assistant because of gossip?"

When Song Beilang said this, Song Jingjing had no excuse not to go.

We have to go together.

The three got into the car without calling the driver.

Song Beilang drove the car.

The space in the car was small, and Song Jingjing sat in the back seat.

Zhuzhi and Song Beilang in the front are written by you and me.

With the basis of the previous kiss, Zhuzhi also became bold towards Song Beilang.

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, leaning on Song Beilang's shoulder, enjoying the intimacy a lover should have.

Song Jingjing watched from behind the car, feeling like a light bulb, depressed.

……

After arriving at the destination.

The three entered the box.

Song Beilang has always been a person who enjoys eating and drinking.

After asking Zhuzhi's opinion, I ordered a dish that fit Zhuzhi's taste.

But Song Jingjing didn't ask, and let Song Jingjing order it herself.

The treatment is just a bit worse than building knowledge.

"If Keqing hadn't told me what happened today, I'm afraid I'd never know about it. I didn't even know that my waywardness has caused you all these troubles." Zhuzhi felt sorry.

After all, she was the one who asked Song Jingjing to be Song Beilang's assistant to take care of Song Beilang.

It was she who forced Song Jingjing to bring lunch to Song Beilang.

Zhuzhi has a large part of the responsibility for this incident.

Song Jingjing said, "It's okay."

Song Beilang said: "In the future, if you come around the world more often, no one will say anything, or if we hold the wedding earlier, no one will gossip."

When Song Beilang looked at Zhuzhi, his eyes were very gentle, which made Song Jingjing feel sour when he saw it.

Song Jingjing was still very useless, and she was even jealous at this time.

Zhuzhi chuckled, "I want to marry you, but you are so busy with work, where do you have free time? I am not afraid of your consideration, but also for the Huanqiu Group. Your brother entrusts Huanqiu to you with high hopes .”

Zhuzhi is empathetic and smart.

After a meal, Zhuzhi and Song Beilang looked affectionate.

Song Jingjing, on the other hand, seemed a little alone.

However, Song Jingjing told herself that it doesn't matter.

As long as Song Beilang is good, she only cares about the fact that the two show their affection. In the future, Zhuzhi and Song Beilang will get married and have their own children, and their children will call her little aunt , just like Ying Rui...

The more I think about it, the more I think.

Inadvertently, a tear fell from her eyes.

She was startled, and hastily reached out to wipe it off... but accidentally bumped into the wine glass, and all the red wine spilled on her skirt.

dirty.

"Ah, delicate, why are you so careless."

Song Jingjing panicked, "I, I'll go to the bathroom to deal with it, and I'll be right back."

Song Jingjing fled in a hurry, went to the bathroom to clean up briefly, and then looked at herself in the mirror, her face was pale and her lips were bloodless, even the foundation that covered the dark circles under her eyes in the morning had disappeared, revealing a layer of blue Purple dark circles.

so ugly.

With this appearance, how can she compare with sister Zhuzhi?

Brother's happiness should only be given by sister Zhuzhi.

She... brings nothing but misfortune.

After tidying up briefly, the white shirt was finally stained with red.

The cleaning is also not clean, but I don't want to go back.

They stayed for about 10 minutes, thinking that they should finish eating, and they could go home directly after returning to the private room.

It's just that after returning to the box, I saw that the two people in the box were entangled together...

Zhuzhi's face was flushed, and the neckline was exposed...

They are actually...

Song Jingjing turned pale with shock, and exclaimed, "Ah..."

Zhuzhi and Song Beilang were startled, Zhuzhi quickly pushed Song Beilang away.

Song Jingjing looked at it for another two seconds, then quickly closed the door.

Another 2 minutes later, Zhuzhi opened the door, the red tide on his face did not recede, "Zhuzhi, cough...just now..."

Song Jingjing was still sensible, and said repeatedly: "Well, I didn't see anything, I'm fine."

Zhuzhi breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that Song Jingjing had actually seen it all, but since he didn't say anything, let's pretend that nothing happened, and said, "Well, your brother and I finished eating, I think your food is cold , or I’ll order another one for you.”

Song Jingjing shook her head: "No need, I'm full, let's go back, it's too late now."

Zhuzhi nodded, saying yes.

During this period, Song Beilang didn't say a word, but when he heard Zhuzhi said that he was leaving, he drank the last sip of wine in the wine glass.

On the way home, the three of them had nothing to say.

It was eerily quiet in the car.

Song Jingjing noticed the little happiness on Zhuzhi's face.

But Song Beilang's side face still had a cold look.

Song Jingjing lowered her head, just waiting to go home.

After returning home, when Song Jingjing could finally lie on the bed, she heard a voice on the balcony.

From the balcony, she saw a figure.

(End of this chapter)