"Song Ziting! Be honest, where did you go last night?!" Song Ziting yawned and tiptoed into the bedroom with her messy hair on her head. Just when she leaned against the door and let out a long sigh of relief, she was glad that no one saw her.
She was frightened when she heard the voice of her friend and best friend Lan Ruo coming out of nowhere.
"Xiao Ruo...hehe...why didn't you go to class?" Song Ziting immediately stood up straight and smiled flatteringly at Lan Ruo, but there was a strange pain in her legs and waist, which made Song Ziting just stand up.
His straight legs immediately bent, and he almost fell to the ground without any legs.
"You ask me, didn't you go there too, and you still look like this?!" Lan Ruo stared at Song Ziting's little face with wide eyes.
Song Ziting looked at Lan Ruo's big eyes and stared so hard that she felt guilty, so she rolled her eyes and said, "Xiao Ruo, the hospital called yesterday and said that Lan's mother's condition has improved. Do you want to go and see her?"
"Really, then I have to go to the hospital right away, and we'll talk about it when I get back!" Sure enough, Lan Ruo disappeared as soon as she heard what she said. Song Ziting looked at Lan Ruo's hurried away figure, grinned proudly, and rubbed the corner of her mouth.
She rubbed her messy hair and took a step forward to move towards her bed. However, as soon as she raised her feet, the pain between her legs came again. Song Ziting was so angry that she gritted her teeth and fell to the bedside, exerting all her strength.
She pulled her hair, Song Ziting, Song Ziting! You are really screwed. Why did you just...sleep with that gangster last night?! Zhang Hao, you are a bastard!" Song Ziting pointed in her head angrily.
The evildoer shook his head and cursed.
The Zhang Hao in Song Ziting's mouth was being bombarded by the whole family at this time, but suddenly felt his ears itching and sneezed several times. He helplessly grabbed a tissue and twisted his nose randomly for a long time, then stretched his legs.
He collapsed on the sofa. He simply let his father yell at his throat. He grabbed the famous car magazine on the coffee table and read it intently. From time to time, he wondered whether the new Porsche he bought should be used again.
Retired.
"Haozi, what do you want me to say about you? It's okay for you to mess around. Why, why did you end up on the Song family's head?! Did you touch Tingting casually?!" Being Zhang Hao's father
When Zhang Liwei's loud voice came from above his head again, Zhang Hao's eyebrows finally tightened after hearing the word "Tingting", but they soon relaxed again, and then continued to ignore his father's words, and even reached out and put his hand down.
I picked up a luxury car magazine and picked up the beauty magazine next to me and started flipping through it.
"You brat, are you listening to me? I think you should get married right away so that you can give an explanation to the Song family!" Seeing that his son remained silent, Zhang Liwei simply showed his cards. Thinking of how early in the morning he was
When I got up, I received a call from Song Xiong, saying that his son had done such a good thing and he was losing face.
Finally, Zhang Hao, who was completely indifferent, almost fell off the sofa after hearing the word "marriage". He immediately sat up straight and opened his mouth for a long time. He finally understood what his father said. He looked like a monster.
His handsome face was twisted together, and his face became hard to look at.
Grandma Zhang, who was sitting aside, looked at her grandson, and her eyes flashed across Song Ziting's cute little face acting coquettishly towards her. When she heard what Zhang's father said, she couldn't help but feel happy. Song Ziting, this little girl, has been with me since she was a child.
He just liked her. So he ignored his grandson's dark face, nodded vigorously, and said, "Tingting is a good child. It's just right to be my grandson's wife..."
Zhang Hao's originally dark face was completely frozen after hearing his grandmother's words, and he began to curse in his heart: "Song Ziting, did you hear that, I am about to be buried in the hands of a little man like you.
You have a beautiful idea!..." Zhang Hao has never been an easy person to deal with. He narrowed his peach blossom eyes, stood up from the sofa, and showed his cards to his father: "I won't get married! Not even that.
I will marry someone I don’t like!”
"You bastard, you can say such things!..." As soon as Zhang Liwei heard his son's words, he became angry. He picked up the magazine at hand and threw it over, but Zhang Hao tilted his head and dodged it.
In the past, Mrs. Zhang stretched out her hand to hold her husband while looking at her son worriedly. This son was good at everything, but his temper was unpredictable.
When Grandma Zhang saw her grandson's face turned ugly, and her son's eyes turned red with anger, she was afraid that the relationship between father and son, which they had finally repaired with great difficulty, would become strained again because of this incident, so she rolled her eyes and suddenly leaned towards the sofa.
, passed out.
"Grandma?"
, fanning again, the old lady slowly opened her eyelids for a long time: "Xiao Hao, I don't think I have a few days left. I really want to see what my granddaughter-in-law looks like..."
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"Mom, what are you talking about? You are in good health!" Upon hearing what the old lady said, Zhang Liwei and Zhang's mother quickly comforted the old lady, and at the same time turned their reproachful eyes to the culprit Zhang Hao. Zhang Hao felt as if needles were pricking his whole body.
Feeling so uncomfortable, he scratched his head, put his hands into his trouser pockets unnaturally, and then said: "Grandma, don't say that, you still have a long time to live!"
"What do you look like? Grandma can't see you getting married... I still remember when you were a child and you went to Tingting's house for a banquet. You even wore Tingting's underwear at that time! What a good relationship you had at that time! Hey, I
I can't see you getting married..." After Mrs. Zhang finished speaking, she kept looking at Zhang Hao. Seeing that Zhang Hao was still frowning and not talking, she started to complain that she had a headache. Then her head tilted again.
, lying on the bed and gasping for breath, Zhang's father and Zhang's mother looked terribly anxious.
Grandma Zhang didn't mention it, Zhang Hao hadn't thought of his grudges with Song Ziting yet. The mention reminded him of his childhood. He couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in his heart. His hands in his trouser pockets clenched into fists unconsciously.
But looking at his grandma's appearance, my heart softened again, and I slowly let go of my palms, but suddenly my fingers touched the hard RMB in my trouser pocket.
Zhang Hao was stunned at first, but then he quickly remembered the origin of the money and couldn't help but narrow his eyes: You Song Ziting, you have made me be regarded as a sinner by the whole family. How dare you treat me like a duck?
The look on my face with the money thrown at me is because you are afraid of getting involved with me, right? I won’t let you get your way?! I don’t believe you, a little girl, can do anything to me?! I should let you see it
See how powerful this young master is!
Thinking that Song Ziting would be bullied by him and begging for mercy in the future, Zhang Hao's mood suddenly improved, so he took a deep breath and looked at his parents in front of him, and his grandmother who always loved him suddenly grinned.
The smile that captivated everyone: "Grandma, you can definitely see me getting married. Why don't you just get married? Of course I have no problem, but I don't know if she is willing to do it? Isn't this a matter between two people?"
He smiled, but this smile made people feel a little malicious. "Really?!" As expected, Mrs. Zhang didn't feel dizzy after hearing this. She immediately sat up straight and reached out to hold Zhang Hao's arm.
, for fear that Zhang Hao would regret it.
"Of course it's true!" Zhang Hao still grinned. But the expression on his face was a little more shrewd.
When Grandma Zhang saw that Zhang Hao had agreed to get married, she immediately became overjoyed, struggled to get out of bed, pulled Father Zhang and Mother Zhang out and walked out.
"Grandma, why are you going?" Zhang Hao was still planning his plan, but he didn't expect that his grandma suddenly got up and rushed forward to help, but Grandma Zhang pushed her away: "I have to help you quickly.
Go prepare for the wedding!"
"Grandma, you don't have to be so anxious!" Zhang Hao shouted helplessly. There was nothing he could do about his grandmother who had loved him since he was a child. When he was the only one left in the huge bedroom, Zhang Hao stopped smiling and narrowed his eyes.
He opened his eyes, reached out and took out the 100 yuan that Song Ziting threw to him in the morning in his trouser pocket, and then grinned: "Song Ziting, I can finally take revenge!"