Zhang Hao has now slowly figured out Song Ziting's temper, so he is not in a hurry anymore. He must wait until Song Ziting is willing to be his wife. As for what Song Ziting must do to be willing, Zhang Hao narrowed his eyes.
Squinting Peach Blossom Eyes: When everyone around the world knows that Zhang Hao and Song Ziting are a couple, will we still be far from success?!
So on that day, Zhang Hao made a decision that would definitely make Song Ziting angry if she knew about it. In addition to preparing flowers for Song Ziting every day, Zhang Hao promised to show up at Song Ziting's company every day because he suddenly felt that this was the right way to do it.
The best time to cultivate feelings! In short, he has to ensure that Song Ziting is within his sight, so that he can successfully ensure that Song Ziting will obey him willingly!
So when Song Ziting stretched out of the office the next day and stepped into the elevator to have lunch, Zhang Hao appeared again hauntingly. He stretched out his hand to press the number, and the elevator stopped obediently.
After coming down, Zhang Hao walked in swaggering regardless of whether Song Ziting wanted to or not.
"You...why are you here?" Song Ziting looked at Zhang Hao, who looked like he wanted to be beaten, with surprise written all over his face.
"Oh, don't you know? The Zhang family and the Song family have been collaborating recently, so I will be here recently!" Zhang Hao said in a high-sounding voice, without feeling anything wrong at all. Looking at the expression on Song Ziting's face, he was extremely satisfied.
Then he leaned against the inner wall of the elevator, raised his head to Song Ziting, who was still alive, and said, "Which floor are you going to?"
"Oh, the ground floor!" Song Ziting came back to her senses and looked at Zhang Hao's successful face, curling her lips: stinky gangster, he is simply a scoundrel!
"Going to eat?" Zhang Hao watched the elevator door slowly close in front of him, raised the corners of his mouth, and then asked deliberately.
"President Zhang Da, are you particularly idle? It's none of your business what I do?" Song Ziting rolled her eyes when she heard Zhang Hao's words.
"Just showing concern..." Zhang Hao looked good-tempered, but it made Song Ziting very angry.
"I really don't know that the CEO still has time to care about employees so much!" Song Ziting continued to roll her eyes, and then she was too lazy to pay attention to Zhang Hao. She leaned on the corner of the elevator, lowered her head and fiddled with her mobile phone. Just when Song Ziting felt that the space was extremely oppressive.
At that moment, the cell phone in her hand suddenly rang. When Song Ziting saw it was Lan Ruo, surprise was written on her face. She reached out and picked up the phone: "Hello? Xiao Ruo, I'm about to go to dinner, let's come together.
I've already reserved a seat at the Sichuan restaurant downstairs!" After hearing the answer on the other end of the phone, Song Ziting hung up the phone with satisfaction. Looking at the numbers on the elevator that continued to decrease, Song Ziting stopped talking. She looked at Zhang Hao's back to
As she leaned against the elevator door, Song Ziting had a strange feeling in her heart: This gangster even looked handsome from behind...
Zhang Hao's back was turned to Song Ziting, but he heard clearly what Song Ziting was saying on the phone. He thought about Song Ziting's little face, curled his lips with satisfaction, and then took his cell phone and typed a text message.
Just as the two of them were thinking about each other and the elevator suddenly fell into silence, the elevator door dinged open and they arrived at the bottom floor. Zhang Hao stepped out of the elevator first, but Song Ziting behind her was a step faster. She stepped on her high heels and passed Zhang Hao quickly.
He walked towards the door, only to see Lan Ruo and his brother standing outside the door.
Song Ziting was stunned and walked over quickly, because at the door of the company, she symbolically shouted to her brother: "Mr. Song!" Then she pulled Lan Ruo who was standing there and prepared to leave.
"Tingting, wait a minute, Mr. Song said he would eat with us..." Lan Ruo grabbed Song Ziting and whispered.
"Oh, let's go then!" Song Ziting looked at her brother, and then at Lan Ruo who was pulling her, and she felt happy: Are these two really having fun? But then she heard her brother's words, Song Ziting
He couldn't be happy anymore: "Oh, Haozi is out, let's come together!" Then he waved his hand to Zhang Hao, who was already walking towards this side: "Haozi, here it is!"
Song Ziting rolled her eyes angrily when she heard her brother's words: The four of them were having a dinner at that time! But in front of her brother, Song Ziting couldn't be too obvious, so she could only nodded, and then took advantage of Song Zikun and Lan
If you didn't pay attention, you would have glared hard at Zhang Hao, who was walking over with his mouth bent.
But Zhang Hao glanced at nothing, said hello to Song Zikun and Lan Ruo, and then curled his lips and said to Song Ziting: "Tingting is here too? Then let's go to dinner together!" After that, he said enthusiastically
She opened the car door first: "Tingting, sit with me!" Then she winked at Song Zikun with her peach blossom eyes.
Song Ziting was so angry that her head was pounding. She wanted to scold Zhang Hao, but she saw her brother looking at Lan Ruo with fiery eyes. She understood in an instant, so she gritted her teeth and said:
For the sake of my brother and Xiao Ruo's happiness, I endured it. So I stepped forward and got into Zhang Hao's car. Lan Ruo followed Song Zikun and got into the car obediently.
Zhang Hao ignored the stiff expression on Song Ziting's face, closed the car door, walked around to the driver's seat and drove the car happily, heading straight to a luxurious French restaurant in the city.
Song Ziting sat in the car and stared out the window angrily. Until she realized that the car was not going where she wanted, Song Ziting sat up straight and said to Zhang Hao: "I want to eat Sichuan food! I don't want to eat any Western food. This
I can’t digest this stuff!”
Zhang Hao was not angry when he heard Song Ziting's words. On the surface, he still curled his lips, but what he was thinking in his heart was: The eldest lady of the Song family has never eaten anything since she was a child. She is deliberately making things difficult for me, but I have a way! So Zhang Hao
He opened his thin lips slightly and said, "I want to eat Sichuan food. You can eat it here too. Maybe it tastes better!"
Song Ziting's eyes almost popped out when she heard Zhang Hao's words. What kind of international joke was he making? She has never heard of eating Sichuan food in a high-end Western restaurant! But thinking about Zhang Hao's words, Song Ziting really wanted to see what Zhang Hao could do.
When she was able, she opened the car door and said to Song Zikun and Lan Ruo who had already got out of the car: "I heard that the Sichuan food in this western restaurant is good, Xiao Ruo also likes Sichuan food, let's go in and try it!" After that,
Then he took Lan Ruo and entered the restaurant first, ignoring the surprised expression on Song Zikun's face.
Song Zikun locked the car and looked back at Zhang Hao, then spread his hands and said to Zhang Hao: "Haozi, what are you doing here?"
Zhang Hao couldn't help but patted Song Zikun on the shoulder and grinned: "Kunzi, your sister can play better than you and I, but, I invited important people today, so you have to leave enough for me later.
Face!" After saying that, he gave Song Zikun a meaningful look and walked towards the restaurant.
As soon as Song Ziting pulled Lan Ruo through the door of the restaurant, she saw the lobby manager who came out, so she nodded to the manager and said, "The seats have been reserved!" After saying that, she raised her head in the direction of the door. The manager said
Seeing Zhang Hao coming in, he immediately nodded his head, bent down and said to Song Ziting and Lan Ruo: "You two ladies, please come this way!"
Song Ziting pulled Lan Ruo and followed the manager towards the private room on the second floor of the restaurant. But what Song Ziting didn't expect was that when she stretched out her hand to push open the private room door, she discovered that her parents were still there.
Grandma was sitting inside, and Song Ziting was petrified at the door of the box. Lan Ruo did not expect such a scene, and her delicate little face was also stunned. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and reached out to pull the stunned girl.
Song Ziting whispered: "Tingting, what's going on?"
Song Ziting reacted after being pulled by Lan Ruo, and then she called out softly to the people in the box: "Grandma, dad, mom..." When Song Ziting saw her father, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face.
of embarrassment.
"Tingting, please bring Xiao Ruo in quickly. What are you two doing standing at the door?" When Grandma Song saw Song Ziting and Lan Ruo at the door, she couldn't help but greet them hurriedly.
After Song Ziting heard what her grandma said, she pulled Lan Ruo and the two of them into the private room, but she didn't know if it was intentional. As soon as they entered the restaurant, Grandma Song pulled Lan Ruo to sit next to her, and Song Ziting's seat was
They were arranged next to Song's father. As soon as the two sat down with unnatural expressions, they heard Zhang Hao's voice coming from the door: "Grandma, Dad, Mom, I kept you waiting for a long time!"
Zhang Hao walked into the box with Song Zikun behind him, and naturally Zhang Hao sat down next to Song Ziting, while Song Zikun naturally sat next to Lan Ruo. From this look, the meal on the table seemed to have a special meaning.
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"Grandma, what do you want to eat? I'll order it for you. Tingting said she wants Sichuan food, do you think it's okay?" Zhang Hao sat down and picked up the menu and asked Mrs. Song.
"How can this child eat such spicy food? Her stomach and intestines have always been bad!" Old Mrs. Song glanced at Song Ziting angrily after hearing Zhang Hao's words, then turned around and took Lan Ruo's little hand and asked softly: "Little
Ruo, I always heard Tingting mention you before, but I never thought of you and Kunzi... Haha, but this is a good thing, it makes grandma feel more at ease, tell grandma what you want to eat!"
"I..." Lan Ruo didn't expect such a scene. She was at a loss for a moment. Her eyes unconsciously turned to Song Ziting first, and then to Song Zikun beside her. She really wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
"Grandma, you better order it. Xiao Ruo is not familiar with this!" Song Ziting still opened her mouth. She knew Lan Ruo very well. Such an occasion was a bit abrupt for Lan Ruo, who was completely unprepared. But looking at
Looking at her brother's gentle eyes that could make water drop, she still couldn't help but speak for Lan Ruo, but she was still happy for her brother in her heart. He had finally walked out of the shadow of the past. Looking at Song Zikun's board
With a smile on her face, she quietly pulled Lan Ruo's little hand under the table. Song Ziting curled her lips: It would be so happy if the family sat together and ate so happily! But when she raised her head, she looked at her old father.
With an expressionless face, Song Ziting couldn't help but feel a sinking feeling in her heart: Her father wouldn't be unhappy and wouldn't agree with Xiaoruo and her brother, right?
Thinking of this, Song Ziting couldn't help but feel a little worried. She didn't care about her relationship with her father. She turned around and put the menu in front of her father, and then shouted softly: "Dad, you still make the decision!