Song Ziting looked at the bedroom door where there was no one there, she fell down on the big bed angrily, rubbed the towel wrapped around her hair, then looked at her collar, extremely depressed: "Damn it, why do I get taken advantage of every time?
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Thinking of Zhang Haolin's words before going out, Song Ziting couldn't help but slump: Could it be that this black-hearted guy was really planning to kill her? It was all her fault for going swimming on a whim.
It's a big deal, but I still haven't received my salary from work!
But Zhang Hao has always been able to do everything. Song Ziting was extremely depressed. Thinking of Zhang Hao's words, she would see him in the imperial city at nine o'clock in the evening. Song Ziting was so angry that her face turned red, and she reached out to count her little treasury.
Only Zhang Hao, a stinky gangster, can squander this meal!
When Song Ziting thought that her money would soon be squandered by Zhang Hao, a stinky gangster, Song Ziting's flesh ached. She buried her whole body in the quilt and rolled on the bed.
"Tingting, are you feeling better? Come down and have breakfast!" Just when Song Ziting was rolling on the bed in anger, Mrs. Zhang's voice suddenly came from the door, which frightened Song Ziting and quickly climbed up from the bed: "Ah... Grandma
, I'm much better, I'll be down right away!" Song Ziting responded, then quickly changed into some more homely clothes and went downstairs.
Seeing Mrs. Zhang already sitting at the dining table, Song Ziting was extremely embarrassed. She drooped her little head, walked slowly to the dining table, and then called out softly: "Grandma..."
"Ah, Tingting, sit down and eat quickly! Are you feeling uncomfortable? Why don't you ask Uncle Chu to come over and take a look!" Mrs. Zhang couldn't help but worry when she saw Song Ziting sitting down, her head hanging down, looking weak.
stand up.
"No... no need, grandma, I'm not feeling uncomfortable, I'm fine!" When Song Ziting heard Mrs. Zhang's words, she was so frightened that she waved her hands quickly. She hadn't been embarrassed enough this morning. She couldn't let others know about it!
"Really?" Mrs. Zhang was still a little worried, "I don't think your face looks very good..."
It would be weird if my complexion looked good. I was going to be asked to pay a lot of money in the evening. How could I look good? But in front of Mrs. Zhang, Song Ziting still smiled and said coquettishly to Mrs. Zhang: "Grandma,
I'm really fine!" But what Song Ziting didn't expect was that as soon as she finished speaking, and when she was about to lower her head to eat, a nauseating feeling suddenly came over her. "Uh..." Song Ziting covered her mouth and quickly got up and rushed to the bathroom.
Rushed over.
It wasn't until Song Ziting ran into the bathroom that Mrs. Zhang came to her senses and hurried to the door of the bathroom. When she heard the sound of retching coming from the bathroom one after another, Mrs. Zhang anxiously lingered at the door: "Tingting
, you...are you okay? I'd better call you Uncle Chu!"
Just when Mrs. Zhang turned around to make a phone call, Song Ziting came out of the bathroom. She quickly shouted: "Grandma, I'm fine, maybe I ate something bad! It's fine now! Let's go eat!"
"After Song Ziting said that, she stepped forward to hold Mrs. Zhang's arm like a normal person, and pulled the doubtful Mrs. Zhang to the dining table, and then started to eat breakfast. Seeing that Song Ziting's appetite was not bad, Mrs. Zhang finally put down her hands.
She was worried. But looking at Song Ziting's reaction just now, Mrs. Zhang suddenly thought of something, so she narrowed her eyes and looked at Song Ziting's red face. She didn't really look like she was sick. She seemed to have a bigger appetite than before. Zhang
The old lady couldn't help but feel happy, but looking at Song Ziting's innocent face, she guessed that this girl didn't know what was going on, and she couldn't be completely sure, so she had to wait and see.
The two of them finished their breakfast quickly. Song Ziting wanted to go out for a walk with Mrs. Zhang, but Mrs. Zhang said she didn't want to move anymore, so the two of them chatted in the living room, but soon Song Ziting's sleepiness came over.
, he actually fell asleep on the sofa while sitting.
"Tingting? Tingting, go back to the room and go to sleep!" Mrs. Zhang gently woke up Song Ziting.
Song Ziting opened her eyes and felt very embarrassed. She yawned and said to Mrs. Zhang: "Grandma, I'm going to take a nap, I'm really too sleepy!"
"Okay, you go to bed. By the way, Tingting, is there anything you particularly want to eat recently? Grandma asked Sister-in-law Zhang to cook it for you!" When Mrs. Zhang saw Song Ziting yawning, she felt that her guess was
Correct, he grinned and said.
"Well, I like to eat sour things recently, and I ate a big plate of grapes yesterday. Grandma, am I too greedy? Hehe!" Song Ziting scratched her head in embarrassment.
Mrs. Zhang saw Song Ziting's cute look and couldn't help but stretched out her hand to scratch her little nose: "Then let Mrs. Zhang prepare more fruits for you!"
"Well, thank you grandma!" Song Ziting stood up with a smile and walked towards the room on the second floor. But as soon as she climbed to the stairs, she heard Mrs. Zhang's instructions again: "Tingting, don't exercise too much recently.
ah!"
When Song Ziting heard what Mrs. Zhang said, she thought that Mrs. Zhang was euphemistically talking about the good things she had done in the morning. Her face couldn't help but blush, and then she nodded to Mrs. Zhang sheepishly: "Grandma, I understand.
!" Then he fled back to the room in despair.
Song Ziting went to bed after noon. When she got up, she saw that there was still lunch on the table in the bedroom. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed. Looking at the still steaming lunch, Song Ziting felt hungry, so she ate it hungrily.
She got up, and after a while she patted her bulging belly and was very satisfied. She licked her lips and praised Mrs. Zhang's craftsmanship. As soon as she turned around, she saw several large gift boxes placed on the coffee table, and she couldn't help but be startled.
Just when Song Ziting was in a daze, Mrs. Zhang came up. She knocked gently on the ajar door and saw that Song Ziting had already finished her lunch. She couldn't help but smile slightly: "Young Madam, have you finished your meal?"
After hearing what Mrs. Zhang said, Song Ziting turned around and smiled at Mrs. Zhang: "Well, thank you, Mrs. Zhang, your craftsmanship is getting better and better!"
"Thank you for the compliment, Madam. It seems that you have a good appetite recently!" Sister-in-law Zhang couldn't help blurting out after thinking of Madam Zhang's guess.
"Yes, I seem to be able to eat more and more recently. I'm really worried that I will become a big fat person if this goes on!" Song Ziting heard Mrs. Zhang's words and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her waist. It seemed that she was really fat.
Meat is average.
"Even if the young madam turns into a fat man, the young master will still love you! I have never seen the young master care so much about anyone!" Mrs. Zhang said while clearing the tableware on the table.
Song Ziting was stunned for a moment when she heard Sister Zhang's words, but a feeling that seemed to be happiness flashed through her heart. Fearing that Sister Zhang would see that she was unnatural, Song Ziting quickly changed the subject: "Sister Zhang, what is this?"
After hearing Song Ziting's words, Mrs. Zhang raised her head and looked in the direction of Song Ziting's finger: "Oh, the young master sent someone to bring this back, saying it is for you to prepare for the evening! The young master is really attentive!" Mrs. Zhang said with a smile, looking at
A blush crept across Song Ziting's face, and she slowly left with her head lowered and the tableware she had packed away.
When Song Ziting saw Mrs. Zhang retreating, she couldn't help but slowly opened a gift box. A beautiful black evening dress came into view. The design of the dress was very unique. Song Ziting fell in love with it at first sight and couldn't help it.
She sighed: Don't tell me, Zhang Hao's taste is really poor! She gently held up the dress, thought about it and decided to try it. When the little black dress was wrapped around her body, Song Ziting had to sincerely
She exclaimed: So beautiful! This is definitely tailor-made for herself. There is no excessive modification. The simple and elegant sleeveless design and the hollow back fully show off Song Ziting’s perfect figure. Song Ziting turned around in the mirror.
Circle, she fell in love with this simple but elegant dress more and more. After looking in the mirror for a long time, Song Ziting remembered the other gift boxes on the coffee table. She happily jumped to the gift box with her bare feet and opened it gently. First, there was a pair of beautiful
Silver crystal high heels, followed by a set of simple-designed, but seemingly expensive diamond jewelry.
Song Ziting was a little stunned. All the designs were so beautiful. The most terrible thing was that these things not only suited her taste, they fit her perfectly! Song Ziting couldn't help but start to admire Zhang Hao a little in her heart.
. She gently held up the glass slipper, and a card slipped down. Only then did Song Ziting notice that there was another card, and saw the strong fonts on the card: See you in the Imperial City at nine o'clock tonight! Song Ziting couldn't help but
She curled her lips: Huh, stinky scoundrel, since you are going to kill me, then it shouldn't be too much for me to enjoy this! Thinking of this, Song Ziting felt extremely satisfied, and she began to dress up carefully for her evening trip.
"Grandma, I'm going out. I might be a little late tonight!" When Song Ziting came downstairs on her high-heeled glass slippers, Mrs. Zhang was sitting in the living room fiddling with something.
"Oh!" Mrs. Zhang didn't pay attention at first. When she heard the sound of high-heeled shoes, she put down the clothes she was fidgeting with and raised her head to look at Song Ziting. Although the old lady was impressed by Song Ziting's current attire, she thought of it.
My own guess, I couldn't help but said with some worry: "Tingting? Are your heels a little high?"
As soon as Mrs. Zhang heard what Mrs. Zhang said, she quickly grabbed Mrs. Zhang and whispered in a low voice: "Old madam, the young master bought this for the young madam!"
"Tingting, you are so beautiful today! Let Xiao Zhang see you off and come back soon!" Mrs. Zhang smiled when she heard Sister Zhang's words, then picked up the two small clothes in her hand and said to Song Ziting
: "Tingting, which one of these two pieces do you think looks better? Is it blue or pink?"
When Song Ziting heard Mrs. Zhang complimenting herself on her beauty, her little face showed a smile, but then she saw the baby clothes in Mrs. Zhang's hand, and her little face couldn't help but panicked: "Grandma, I have something else to do, I'm leaving first, that one
...The blue one is beautiful!" Then he picked up the small bag and walked out of the door quickly.
"Tingting, please slow down, you are pregnant now..." Mrs. Zhang saw Song Ziting hurried out of the door, and couldn't help but stand up to say hello, but as soon as she said this, Mrs. Zhang reached out and covered her mouth.
Song Ziting got into the car, and Sister-in-law Zhang said to Mrs. Zhang: "Old Madam, you can't say it yet! You want to scare the young Madam!"
"Yes, yes, yes!" Madam Zhang fell onto the sofa before she realized what was happening. "We have to wait until Haozi comes back. I will discuss it with him. I don't know where this silly boy has gone!"