Song Ziting was so shocked when she heard Zhang Hao's words that she almost dropped her jaw. This was not what was written in the marriage agreement. It was clearly written in black and white that the relationship between the two should be hidden. But now that Zhang Hao is doing this, he will undoubtedly completely destroy the relationship between the two.
I told everyone. But Song Ziting didn't feel comfortable having an attack in front of everyone, so she secretly tried hard to take back her little hand, hoping to escape.
But how could Zhang Hao let Song Ziting go? Not only did he hold on to Song Ziting's little hand for a few steps, but he also pulled Song Ziting's little hand hard in front of everyone, showing their fingers interlocked with a smile.
"Marriage? Fake, right? Look, neither of them is wearing a ring!" Suddenly, someone in the crowd yelled, and everyone immediately noticed the bare ring fingers of the two, and couldn't help but start to question it.
Zhang Hao heard the doubts in the crowd and squinted his eyes. He blamed himself for taking off the ring on his hand when he was cooking, but this girl didn't even wear a ring! Zhang Hao was a little annoyed, but on the surface he still looked the same.
He smiled, rolled his peach blossom eyes, stretched out his hand to hug Song Ziting into his arms, and then kissed Song Ziting's small mouth. Before Song Ziting could react, Zhang Hao had already stood up straight and said to everyone: "
Thank you for your concern for me and my wife. I hope you can continue to support the Zhang Group. I have important things to do, so I will leave first!" After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he pulled Song Ziting, who was still stiff, and strode towards the company.
The car passed by, leaving a group of people behind him sighing: "It's going to make headlines today, but Mr. Zhang has never treated a woman like this before!" It seems that the news that the media is getting married can make Mr. Zhang speak out in person.
, There is definitely no lie! Mr. Zhang is really extraordinary towards his wife!" Zhang Hao no longer paid attention to the comments behind him. The disclosure of his relationship with Song Ziting could not help but make the rumors in yesterday's newspaper self-defeating, and it also reached
His goal was to kill two birds with one stone. Zhang Hao got into the car in a good mood.
But Song Ziting was not happy. As soon as she got into the car, Song Ziting pouted, reached out and shook off Zhang Hao's palm, and then said angrily: "Zhang Hao, did you do this on purpose?!" Zhang Hao squinted his eyes.
He didn't say anything, just leaned on the car seat and closed his eyes to rest. When Song Ziting saw Zhang Hao's appearance, she became even more angry. She opened her mouth and said, "You, you are a liar!" Zhang Hao was filled with emotion when he heard Song Ziting's words.
I couldn't help but feel unhappy. Does this little girl have such a bad image? She's either a gangster or a liar! She couldn't help but frowned, but she still leaned on the back seat and didn't speak, her face looking a little ugly.
Just as Song Ziting was about to continue speaking, the phone in her pocket rang. Song Ziting swallowed the words that came to her lips, reached out and grabbed the phone and saw that it was her mother, so she quickly answered the phone: "Hello?"
Mom: "You girl, you forgot about your father and me when you got married, didn't you?" Song's mother's angry voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Mom, how could I possibly be? I'm too busy during this period!" Song Ziting held the phone in her hand and said with a smile on her face, feeling guilty. To be honest, it's been a while since she went back. Last time, her father forced her to get married.
Song Ziting suffered a heart attack out of anger, and she still doesn't dare to go back easily.
"You and Haozi come back today. Your father has something to discuss with Haozi!" Song's mother glanced at Song's father who was sitting in the living room and watching TV, and said softly to Song Ziting.
"Today? Well, okay, mom, dad, how are you?" Song Ziting hesitated for a moment, looked at Zhang Hao with his eyes closed from the corner of her eye, and then asked cautiously.
"Well, he's fine. Let's talk about it when you guys come back!" Song's mother hung up the phone after saying that. When she saw the frozen scene on the TV, Zhang Hao was kissing Song Ziting's mouth. She looked at Song's father with relief and said, "Ah Xiong.
"Don't you blame the children? I can see that Haozi still loves Tingting very much. You should pay more attention to your health. Regarding the company's affairs, with Haozi here, we will definitely get through the difficulties!" Song's father did not speak, but just clicked.
After nodding her head, Song's mother stood up without further explanation, took a coat and put it on Song's father.
Song Ziting hung up the phone and thought about it for a while and felt that her mother's tone seemed not very good. She had not yet entered the role of a married woman at this time, but it was obvious that her family had regarded Zhang Hao as her husband, so she still insisted
He raised his head and said to Zhang Hao, who had his eyes closed next to him: "My father asked us to go back today. He, he has something to ask you..."
Zhang Hao opened his eyes when he heard Song Ziting's words. Instead of answering Song Ziting, he raised his eyes and said to Xiao Zhang who was driving in front of him: "Go to Song's house!" Song Ziting pursed her lips slightly when she heard Zhang Hao's words.
He muttered in a low voice: "What's so great about it, why are you pretending to be cool, hum!" Then he turned his little face and ignored Zhang Hao, and simply looked out the window.
Zhang Hao saw Song Ziting's awkward look from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help but laugh in his heart: "Little girl, I have to ignore you, otherwise I really don't know how long you will make trouble..." The car quickly moved towards Song's house
She drove in the direction of the car. When passing by the downtown area, Zhang Hao stopped the car and got out of the car to buy some gifts and flower baskets. Although Song Ziting was not happy that Zhang Hao ignored her love, she had to admire Zhang Hao's ability to do things.
thoughtful.
Soon the car arrived in front of the Song family's villa. As soon as the car stopped, Song Ziting couldn't wait to jump out of the car and jumped towards the door of the villa with joy.
Zhang Hao rarely saw Song Ziting looking so happy. He couldn't help grinning and looking at Song Ziting's cheerful back. He put one hand in his pocket and the other holding a flower basket and followed her through the door.
"Grandma, Mom, I'm back!" Song Ziting couldn't help shouting loudly as soon as she entered the door.
When Mother Song, Father Song and Mrs. Song who were sitting in the living room heard the sound, they couldn't help but look towards the door. They saw Song Ziting rushing in like a bird, and then towards Mrs. Song's arms.
Li rushed over: "Grandma, Tingting misses you so much!" Song Ziting lay in Mrs. Song's arms acting coquettishly.
"You kid, why are you as heartless as your brother? Every time you lie to grandma, your mouth will be filled with honey!" Old Mrs. Song blamed Song Ziting, but her face was full of doting. She looked up and saw her following behind.
Zhang Hao came in and nodded slightly: "Haozi, you're here too! Come and sit down!" "Well, grandma, dad, mom, I'm here!" Zhang Hao greeted politely, and then put the flower basket in his hand
He handed it to the butler who came over.
"Haozi, come and sit!" Song's mother also greeted Zhang Hao warmly, and then pointed to the sofa opposite. Song's father also nodded towards Zhang Hao: "Haozi, come and sit." Zhang Hao responded and sat down with Song Ziting.
On the sofa next to him, he started chatting with the Song family. Firstly, Zhang Hao was already very familiar with the Song family. Secondly, Zhang Hao also spoke very appropriately. Soon the conversation with the Song family became lively: "Dad,
Is your health okay? I heard from Tingting that your heart doesn't seem to be in good condition...quot;
Song Ziting was coquettishly coquettish with Mrs. Zhang. As soon as she heard Zhang Hao's words, her nerves immediately became tense. To be honest, Song Ziting didn't dare to look at her father's face from the moment she entered the door, but now Zhang Hao mentioned such a sensitive topic.
, Song Ziting couldn't help muttering depressedly in her heart: "Damn guy, when did I tell you that my dad has a bad heart? It's really not the best! Are you reminding my dad that his heart disease is caused by me?
That's right!" After Song Ziting muttered, she quietly raised her eyes and looked at her father, but she happened to meet her father's eyes. Song Ziting quickly put a smile on her face.
Song's father nodded when he heard Zhang Hao's words. He was relieved that Zhang Hao was sensible, but he was also happy that Song Ziting could think of him. He looked up and saw Song Ziting's flattering face. In the end, Song's father could not continue to be arrogant.
He put his hand to his mouth and coughed to cover up his embarrassment, and then said to Zhang Hao: "It's okay, ** is sick!" After Song's father paused for a moment, he suddenly remembered something, so
Then he raised his head again and said to Zhang Hao: "Haozi, you are a public figure, so you should pay attention to the impact in everything. I read the news reports today, and I agree with your approach. Thank you for thinking about our Song family, otherwise I really wouldn't know
What will Tingting be written about in the newspapers!" "Dad, this is what I should do. Since I married Tingting, I will naturally be responsible for her! It is also because no one knows about our marriage.
That’s why there are those unrealistic reports!” Zhang Hao said to Song’s father.
Song Ziting sat next to her and listened to the conversation between Zhang Hao and her father. When she heard her name, her nerves immediately became tense. But after listening for a long time, she felt a little confused. She was originally angry at Zhang Hao for not keeping the agreement.
, but listening to it, why do you feel that your father is also on his side? And it seems that it is entirely for herself? Song Ziting became unhappy, pouted her mouth, and muttered in a low voice: "Open your mouth and you will be a father, shut your mouth and you will be a father."
It's like it's really your dad, it's my dad, okay! Humph! "Tingting, what are you mumbling about alone?" Song's mother couldn't help but ask when she saw Song Ziting pouting.
."Ah? No...I didn't say anything! Haha!" Song Ziting quickly said haha.
"Tingting, go chat with grandma and mother for a while. Your father and Haozi have something to talk about!" Song's mother said in a timely manner, and then she got up and pulled Song Ziting and Mrs. Song upstairs.
Song Ziting wanted to continue listening to the conversation between Zhang Hao and her father, but her mother looked mysterious, so she could only follow him upstairs. When Song Ziting, Mrs. Song and Mother Song went upstairs, Song Ziting
Dad and Zhang Hao also got up and entered the study.
"Tingting, mother wants to ask you something, and you have to answer me truthfully!" As soon as they entered the room, Song's mother took Song Ziting's arm and asked.
"Ah? What's going on?" "What's the news in the newspaper yesterday? Girl, why don't you pay attention to your public image at all? If the newspaper writes about it casually, your father's face will be completely embarrassed.
!" Seeing that Song Ziting didn't understand why, Song's mother raised her head and reached out to hand over the newspaper on the bedside.