The sun was just right in the morning, and the white gauze curtains on the other side of the glass window were blown up by the wind, which made each corner of the master bedroom look a little warm.

Ji Tang lay on the snow-white bed, covered with a fluffy and soft quilt. After completely relaxing his body, he truly realized that his waist and legs were sore, and he would not have fallen apart like before, nor would he feel completely gone.

I turned my face inadvertently. A close distance was Song Yumo's perfect and delicate face. When I was sleeping, the lines of my brow bones unexpectedly felt soft, with a high nose bridge and a thin lips. Such an outstanding man would generally not lack women's favorite.

Ji Tang had to admit that the more you looked at Song Yumo's face, the more you were more amazed. At first, when we met, it was possible that the cells in the whole body were repelling this form of arranged marriage. Looking at him, he was also blind.

Now that I recalled all the details of getting along, Song Yumo was not that useless.

If she divorces in the future, she probably won't be able to find her second ex-husband with such perfect conditions.

Ji Tang was thinking randomly, and couldn't sleep even when he lay in Song Yumo's arms, so he got up quietly, lifted the quilt and went down to the ground, pulled over the nightgown on his side, and walked to the bathroom.

It took Ji Tang more than half an hour to take a shower, and then he had time to check his phone.

I had been concerned about having a cold war with Song Yumo before, and Jiang Su didn't care about the little movements. The hot searches last night were almost gone, but many media reports were reporting that she and the wealthy couple of Song Yumo were in the same frame.

After these few troubles, Ji Tang has officially entered the entertainment capital circle. In order to take into account the attitude of the Song family, it should not be high-profile. However, the official blog of Song Yu Mo Company openly reposted the photos of the two being captured in the same frame, teasing that they were here to claim the peerless beauty of their wife.

It can be said that Song Yumo publicly supported her career in disguise. The official blog also replied to a comment from a netizen: [People who spread rumors that Shengyu Media is going to go bankrupt should be sober. My Mr. Song still has some family property, so it will not be too much.]

As soon as these words were said, netizens all smelled an unusual smell.

Song’s family is involved in many industries, but they have not reached out to get the cake in the entertainment industry. Are they supporting Ji Tang now?

So Song Yumo had a unique operation of showing his affection and photos of the couple in the same frame were on the hot search. The top-level plastic couple became so real, which made the people who were eating melons a little uncomfortable for a while.

Ji Tang was also surprised when he saw these comments.

In addition, Su Yu was also sending her a message: [Miss, the TV station returned the show that the company had invested hundreds of millions of dollars before. Now the other party called to invite him again. Mr. Song's move was good. Showing love will solve the problem of the company's inflicting anger.]

In the eyes of those capital tycoons, the wife is like a vase set up at home. She usually only competes with another group of vases when she goes out. She basically has no say, and she will not spend hundreds of millions of dollars on investment just because the person next to her wants to do anything.

From the beginning, Ji Tang realized that it might not work if she negotiated cooperation in the name of Mrs. Song.

Unless Song Yumo personally takes action to protect her.

However, Ji Tang never thought about what to ask Song Yumo to do for her. She put down her phone with a little complicated mood, turned her beautiful face, and her eyes fell on the man lying quietly on the big bed to sleep.

If Song Yumo hadn't had just fallen asleep for a while, Ji Tang could not help but want to wake him up and ask seriously.

Does Mrs. Song know about doing this?

Ji Tang knew very well that it was not unreasonable to worry about it. Outside the master bedroom, the nanny quietly went upstairs and said, "Madam, a guest has arrived."

She didn't care about the news about her phone, so she calmly went to the cloakroom to change into a dark green long skirt. After two or three minutes, she walked down the stairs and saw Jian Qing sitting on the sofa and drinking tea.

This woman is really in dispersed when she returns to China.

Ji Tang didn't mean to say hello, so he walked to the sofa opposite and sat down, raised his thick eyelashes and raised his eyes lightly: "Are you looking for Song Yumo? He is still sleeping."

Jian Qing also glanced straight over. When she saw Ji Tang, she liked to look at him carefully, as if she didn't want to let go of her hair easily. Naturally, she also noticed that there was a red mark on her snow-white collarbone, which was kissed by a man.

Thinking of Song Yumo sleeping on the morning of the first time, Jian Qing also added a bit of sarcasm to her smile on the corner of her lips: "You are so powerful."

"I have the best prize, no matter how capable I have, I will be willing to give you a disadvantage." Ji Tang smiled. He didn't even have a nanny in the living room. He usually pretended to be so dignified and decent. Now he tear open the mask without hesitation: "If I had half of your means to stay at home, would it be necessary to be here?"

Jian Qing is also Song Yumo's cousin, so her age is naturally here.

As early as three years ago, the Song family fell in love with her a marriage, but Jian Qing was unwilling to marry, claiming that she was a non-marriager, so she naturally had a way to ruin the marriage.

Ji Tang thought that he would indeed pave the way for him. Staying in the Song family, which is a top wealthy family, is better than marrying an ordinary wealthy family.

What's more, the resources that Jian Qing can receive in her career are the top standard.

Jian Qing also enjoyed these preferential treatments, but she was hostile to Ji Tang, thinking that apart from this face, she was worthy of Song Yumo in every place. After a while, she laughed mockingly: "You didn't sign the agreement, you will get what you want soon. Ji Tang, you have to plot against my brother even if you are about to divorce."

Ji Tang's beautiful face froze for a moment, and soon returned to nature.

She didn't answer the conversation and looked at Jian Qing.

Very few people in the Song family know about signing a confidentiality agreement.

There is no reason. At the beginning, she was unwilling to get married, and she even wanted to cut off relations with the men of the Ji family in the hotel. Later, Ji Duzhou took the initiative to break the stalemate cold war and negotiated a deal with the old man of the Song family for her.

After all, it is a business marriage. If it is not done well, the couple will easily become a grudge. The Song family does not want to marry a woman who is uneasy in the family to enter the house.

So Mr. Song asked her to be a perfect and qualified wealthy lady, and agreed that if the couple had a disagreement in three years, they could terminate the marriage relationship between the two families, and Ji Tang could also get a huge amount of property at the same time.

This agreement played a great role in soothing, at least it gave Ji Tang a hope for this vanity and emptiness of the noble lady. In addition, Song Yumo was lukewarm in her attitude, as long as he coaxed the Song family, it would be easy to say for divorce in the future.

She counts the days day by day and tries to be a qualified wife and daughter-in-law.

As if she had a tacit understanding, although Mrs. Song knew the existence of the agreement, she treated her as Song Yumo's wife from beginning to end, and did not regard her as a temporary worker.

Ji Tang didn't expect that this matter would be known by irrelevant people. In the short-term silence, Jian Qing also said: "It was my aunt who asked me to come to you and advised you not to be willful and be a satisfactory daughter-in-law to return to the Song family..."

Obviously, Jian Qing also wished Ji Tang disobeyed the Song family's intentions, and continued to speak out: "You are really good at acting. There is a three-year agreement first, and the old man and your mother-in-law want you to continue to be competent. Haha, but I think you are coaxing Yu Mo to support you in the entertainment capital circle. It's not like taking care of your husband and children at home. You want to take advantage of the time to finally drain his value?"

These few words seemed to determine her life...

Ji Tang said without changing his face: "So you can complain, are I afraid?"

Jian Qing could not see any panic in her eyes, and she was even more angry that Song Yumo was so fooled by such a superficial and weak woman. As expected, a career-oriented man would rather not talk about relationships, so as not to tell who is Bai Lianhua.

"Ji Tang, do you really have no feelings for Song Yumo?"

Ji Tang was laughing and asked, "All of them are adults, isn't it ridiculous to have feelings?"

She was impatient to talk about feelings with Jian Qing. When she first mentioned the agreement, she might still be nervous, but now she was as calm as stagnant.

Ji Tang looked at Jian Qing with a cold face, and she wanted to tear her down, and she felt even more ridiculous.

If she was afraid of something, she would probably be threatened by Jian Qing.

...

Ten minutes later.

Jian Qing also seemed to be lonely. Maybe she followed Mrs. Song's words and left the scene unwillingly.

As for what will be explained after going back.

Ji Tang was too lazy to care about it, and her mouth was growing on others, and she couldn't ask Jian Qing to say good things to her.

At noon, the Song family's phone number arrived as expected.

This time Ji Tang pushed Song Yumo out to die. When the phone rang, he went upstairs to wake up the man lying on the bed, stuffed his phone into his ear, and blinked: "Your mother's phone."

Song Yumo narrowed her eyes, and the outline of her face was particularly clear by the sunlight. Her eyes looked very dark, as if she was about to wake up.

Ji Tang stared at him quietly for two or three seconds, took the initiative to approach, and put his soft and moist red lips on the man's ears, and exhaled gently: "Your cousin came once in the morning, and I was so angry that I left. Your mother must have come to blame him."

Song Yumo looked calm, and seemed to have expected that only then would Ji Tang show that he needed him very much.

After using up his gentle and considerate tricks, Ji Tang turned around and wanted to run out of bed.

As a result, he was instantly caught by Song Yumo's long arms and pressed into the quilt. He didn't wear a shirt, but only put on a pair of trousers to press her, and at the same time he slowly connected his phone.

Mrs. Song said a few words on the other side of the phone, but the content was not real.

Song Yumo said "um" and said slowly and calmly: "I haven't gone to the company, I'm at home."

"I'm not sick, I'll give you a grandson with Ji Tang."

After saying that, Song Yumo responded to Mrs. Song in a few words and hung up the phone and turned it off.

Ji Tang was stunned under his chest, thinking that this could still be done?

Song Yumo lowered his head, and with a warm and strong smell, he finely grinded her messy black hair; "I did a great job, I will leave this to me in the future, Tangtang."

Tangtang???
Chapter completed!