"Marriage?! Dad, how is this possible?! I will not marry that gangster!" Song Ziting, who was originally so humble, was completely shocked when she heard her father mention the word marriage, and then threw it to him angrily.
A few words from my own father: “I won’t marry!”
"You! How could you be so ignorant? This matter is not up to you! Haozi has already agreed, and I also think this is the best way!" Song Xiong also became angry after hearing what his daughter said, scaring Mother Song's original
He wanted to protect his precious daughter, but he didn't dare to step forward for a long time. He just reached out and quickly supported Song Xiong, who had already sat up.
"I won't get married anyway!" Although Song Ziting knew that doing this would make her father angry, her teeth were itching with hatred when she thought of Zhang Hao's monster face showing off in front of her.
On the night of her birthday, Zhang Hao flirted with that Meimei in such a frivolous tone that Song Ziting felt goosebumps all over her body. Finally, she turned around angrily and went back to her room, leaving only her father's voice: "From today on, you will...
I will stay at home and not go anywhere!"
Song Ziting was full of resentment, lying on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep. It seemed that her wine quality was really bad. After drinking, she made the dormitory look like it had just experienced an earthquake, and once stunned passers-by.
He brought Perak Bala over and spoke a foreign language for a long time. If it weren't for his looks worthy of God, he would have been sent to a mental hospital long ago. This time, the commotion was even bigger, and he almost got himself involved!
Now when Song Ziting closed her eyes, she remembered the ridiculous scene when she woke up in the morning. She reached out and touched her lips unconsciously, then looked down at her neck and chest, which were still full of hickeys. She just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Picking up the pillow and banging it hard twice, she said regretfully: "Song Ziting, Song Ziting, you know that you lose your taste when you drink, but you still keep drinking! Now it's better, the first kiss is gone, and even the first night is blurry.
I lost it in a daze! Zhang Hao, you are a bastard. You have bullied me and snatched my underwear since I was a child!" Song Ziting picked up the pillow again, mistaking it for Zhang Hao, and then hit her with a pink fist.
But suddenly he remembered what his father had just said: Haozi also agreed to the marriage.
"How is it possible? How could Zhang Hao agree to get married?" Song Ziting found it very unbelievable. Every time Zhang Hao saw her, it was like seeing an enemy. He never gave him a good look, only in front of his brother.
He would not confront her tit for tat. There was no way he would agree to get married. Thinking of this, Song Ziting couldn't help but feel suspicious, so she grabbed her phone and dialed.
Zhang Hao was about to take a rest, but he sneezed twice in succession, rubbed his swollen cheeks, stood up and looked in the mirror to see that his handsome face was fine, and then slowly relaxed his brows.
. Turning around, he heard the ringing of the phone on the bed. He touched the phone and saw that the words "man and woman" were flashing on the screen. Zhang Hao couldn't help but tilted the corner of his mouth, cleared his throat, and then slowly turned around and raised his hand.
He grabbed the wrinkled 100 yuan lying on the bedside and played with it, while answering the phone: "Why, you missed me so soon? Or are you in a hurry to pay for the night?"
When Song Ziting heard that the call was finally connected, she was about to be happy when she suddenly heard Zhang Hao's deep but playful voice. She couldn't help but feel angry: "I'll pay you! I'm telling you, I don't care what's going on in your head."
What the hell are you thinking, I won’t marry you anyway!"
"Oh? Let's just wait and see!" Zhang Hao heard Song Ziting's tone that was full of explosives. Instead of being angry, he sounded relaxed. This made Song Ziting feel that the situation was not good, so Song Ziting lay on the bed.
, finally suppressed her anger. Although Song Ziting realized afterwards that Zhang Hao couldn't see her expression at this time, she still grinned her lips as much as possible and said: "Brother Haozi, I think we made it very clear this morning, I will
If this thing has never happened, I will not let you take responsibility. This is good for you and good for me, right? Besides, there are so many beauties waiting for you, why do you need to care about me!
Brother Haozi, do you understand?" Song Ziting said, and finally she was able to breathe a sigh of relief, and she even called Zhang Hao "Brother Haozi".
Zhang Hao couldn't help but tremble when he heard the words "Brother Haozi". Song Ziting had never called him brother since she was a child, but now she knows to call herself brother Haozi. In order not to get married, Song Ziting rarely bowed her head.
But it was already too late. Thinking that Song Ziting on the other end of the phone was racking her brains to think of countermeasures, Zhang Hao was in a good mood, but then he thought about Song Ziting calling him in such a hurry, didn't she just want to break away from him?
?In what way am I worse than others? Zhang Hao couldn't help but darken his face when he thought of this: "Mother, I think you should understand that you should be responsible for last night, right? I am the victim! You
Just get ready to be the young mistress of the Zhang family! By the way, I forgot to tell you, I will come to visit you in person tomorrow!" After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he hung up the phone. Before his eyes, Song Ziting was beating her chest and stamping her feet, humming a song and taking a bath.
went.
Song Ziting listened to the busy signal from the phone and was so angry that she danced with her little fists: "Visiting boss, when my brother was here, you almost broke the threshold, but now you are talking about visiting!" She scolded Zhang Hao again!
After trying it all over, but still couldn't think of any solution, she struggled all night, and when it was dawn, Song Ziting fell asleep in a daze with a pair of walnut eyes. She was sleeping soundly, but suddenly she heard something downstairs.
The sound came, it seemed that a guest was coming. Song Ziting turned over, thinking that she was now an important suspect in the family, and was directly detained by her father, and could not go anywhere. So she simply ignored it and continued to pull.
Fell asleep with the quilt on.
"Tingting, are you there?" Song Ziting wanted to ignore it, but she heard the voices coming from the door and was startled. Who would come to her so early? But after listening carefully, she realized that this was not Grandma Zhang.
The sound?! Could it be that grandma came to save her? Grandma Zhang had loved her since she was a child and would definitely agree to her request. So Song Ziting suddenly sat up from the bed and shouted at the door: "Grandma?", "
Hey, baby Tingting, you are here, open the door for grandma, grandma will come to see you!"
"Really grandma?! Grandma, you must save me!" Song Ziting didn't care that she was still wearing pajamas, so she hurried to open the door. Sure enough, as soon as she opened the door, she saw Zhang Hao's grandma standing at the door. Song Ziting was happy
Hehehe reached out and took Grandma Zhang's arm. Just as he was about to help her into the room, she suddenly felt that there seemed to be a cold look on her back staring at her. So Song Ziting slowly turned her head, and as expected, she was facing her.
Catching the cold gaze on Zhang Hao's evil face, Song Ziting was stunned for a moment, put away her excitement and enthusiasm, pouted her lips and asked angrily: "Why are you here?"
But Zhang Hao didn't say anything. He just stood at the door and looked at Song Ziting from beginning to end before faintly spitting out a few words: "She is indeed a slovenly man..." Then he ignored Song Ziting's eyes and looked over Zhang Hao.
Grandma and Song Ziting went straight into the bedroom.
"Hey, stop, this is my bedroom!" Seeing Zhang Hao swaggering into her bedroom, Song Ziting quickly helped Grandma Zhang onto the sofa near the door, and then went towards Zhang Hao. But because of
Her steps were too hasty and she didn't expect Zhang Hao to turn around suddenly, so Song Ziting ran straight into Zhang Hao's arms.