Song Ziting felt that her heartbeat was getting faster and faster. The first reaction in her mind was that she must be dazzled. But looking at Zhang Hao who was getting closer and closer, Song Ziting's palms became sweaty, and then her mind
The thought that came to her mind was that she should run away immediately, but her feet felt as if they were filled with lead. They were nailed to the spot and could not be lifted up. By the time she completely recovered from the shock, it was already too late.
Zhang Hao took a step forward, turned around, and directly took Song Ziting into his arms. Then he smiled slightly at everyone, hugged Song Ziting and started dancing to the music that came out at an unknown time.
Song Ziting had almost no reaction and allowed Zhang Hao to lead her to dance on the dance floor among the crowd. She felt that her mind went blank and she lost the ability to think for a while. Until the music stopped and everyone applauded,
Only then did she realize that she had just followed the person in front of her and danced a dance that amazed everyone.
"You...let me go..." Song Ziting reacted and stretched out her hand to push Zhang Hao away.
"Hiss~" But then she heard Zhang Hao take a breath of cold air. Song Ziting looked up and saw Zhang Hao frowning, and couldn't help blurting out: "You...are you okay?"
Zhang Hao hugged Song Ziting tightly. Hearing Song Ziting's concerned tone, he couldn't help but feel happy. Then he pretended to be in pain, covering his abdomen and said: "It hurts..."
"Go to the side and have a rest!" Song Ziting didn't care about standing in the middle of the crowd, her eyes were filled with the injured Lu Yang. She wanted to help Zhang Hao go to the side to rest, but she saw that Zhang Hao didn't move. Just as Song Ziting stared at
When Zhang Hao looked at Zhang Hao with big eyes in confusion, Zhang Hao suddenly leaned down and approached Song Ziting, then smiled at Song Ziting, squinted his eyes and leaned into Song Ziting's ear and said softly: "It's your friend's birthday, wouldn't I do this?
Polite!" The extremely ambiguous gesture made everyone present stunned and even made Lu Yang, who was standing in the crowd, look ugly.
When Song Ziting heard Zhang Hao's words, she realized how ambiguous she was with Zhang Hao at this time. Her little face couldn't help but turn red all of a sudden. She raised her little hand and wanted to push Zhang Hao again, but Zhang Hao reacted quickly.
, her little hand was tightly grasped by Zhang Hao, unable to move. Song Ziting was ashamed and annoyed, but in front of so many people, Song Ziting couldn't help but try hard to break away, firstly because she was worried that she would really get hurt.
Zhang Hao, secondly, was afraid that others would laugh at him, so he could only blush and secretly exert his strength.
Zhang Hao looked at Song Ziting's little appearance and couldn't help lowering his head and grinning. He looked at the crowd around him who had calmed down, as well as Lu Yang, who looked not very good in the middle. Zhang Hao stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and soon
A row of waiters walked in with various drinks and fruit snacks in their hands. Zhang Hao looked at Lu Yang, then smiled slightly and said: "Mr. Lu, today is your birthday. On behalf of Ziting, I wish you a happy birthday!"
I’m treating you today!”
As soon as Zhang Hao finished speaking, the crowd immediately cheered, and soon everyone started to play lively again. Lu Yang, who was standing in the center, took a deep breath, then picked up a glass of wine and walked towards Zhang Hao and Song Ziting,
He nodded politely to Zhang Hao, then lowered his head and took a sip of wine and said to Zhang Hao: "If I remember correctly, I should call you Mr. Zhang! It just seems that I didn't invite you tonight, Mr. Zhang!"
It's aggressive.
Song Ziting stood beside Zhang Hao and couldn't help but feel nervous. Looking at Lu Yang's ugly face, she knew that she must have refuted Lu Yang's face just now. But thinking that Zhang Hao had never been a loser, she couldn't help but worry about the two of them.
, so he quickly called out in a low voice: "Lu Yang..."
"Haha, Mr. Lu has a really good memory. I like to join in the fun, so I'm here now. If Mr. Lu doesn't welcome me, I'll leave immediately! Happy birthday to you!" Unexpectedly, Zhang Hao not only didn't respond when he heard Lu Yang's words,
Angry, he picked up a glass of wine with his free hand, raised the glass in Lu Yang's direction, and then touched the glass symbolically. Then he put the glass down, and before Lu Yang could react, a wave of joy came from his hand.
He pulled Song Ziting hard and walked towards the door.
"Zi Ting..." Lu Yang reacted and quickly chased after him, but unexpectedly, he was blocked by Chu Chen who suddenly rushed out. Lu Yang threw away the wine glass in his hand angrily, and then prepared to chase after Chu Chen.
In the past, Chu Chen had no intention of getting out of the way. He was blocked back abruptly. A burst of anger rushed into his mind. He raised his fist and hit Chu Chen. But Chu Chen was not
He was so easy to mess with. He easily dodged Lu Yang's fist with a sidestep. Instead, he turned around and grabbed Lu Yang's fist tightly, and then pushed hard. Lu Yang, who was just over 1.8 meters tall, was like that.
Fell to the ground.
When Song Ziting heard the noise coming from behind her, she couldn't help but pause. Just when she wanted to turn around, she was pulled hard by Zhang Hao. Before she could make any reaction, she stumbled out of the box door, and was immediately pulled by Zhang Hao.
Hao pressed against the wall of the corridor tightly. Song Ziting was so shocked that she opened her little mouth and before she could shout, Zhang Hao's violent kiss came down on her.
"Well..." After reacting, Song Ziting stretched out her hand to push Zhang Hao away, but she couldn't use any strength at all. Her mouth was filled with Zhang Hao's unique masculine breath. Song Ziting felt that her mind went blank as it hit Zhang Hao.
In the end, his fist was as weak as hitting cotton.
As soon as Zhang Hao touched Song Ziting's little mouth, he felt as if all the cells in his body were awakened. He began to lose control of his thoughts and just wanted more. More than a week of longing broke out in an instant, and he
He wanted to rub Song Ziting into his body, but finally noticed that Song Ziting was beginning to have trouble breathing, and he let go of his domineering lips.
Song Ziting finally breathed fresh air. She leaned on the wall and gasped for air. Her brain finally returned to normal. When she looked up, she saw Zhang Hao squinting his eyes and staring closely at her red lips. His face suddenly became pale again.
When she saw Zhang Hao approaching her handsome face again, Song Ziting quickly turned her little head to the side, then reached out to block Zhang Hao's lips, breathed a sigh of relief and said to Zhang Hao: "That...that I have something to say.
explain!"
Zhang Hao was stunned when he heard Song Ziting's words. He resisted the urge to press Song Ziting under him. He stood up straight, nodded to Song Ziting, and then took Song Ziting's arm: "Let's go, I also have something to say.
I want to tell you!"
Song Ziting said nothing or struggled, letting Zhang Hao pull her towards another box in the Imperial City Club. Song Ziting knew this box. It was the box where she and Zhang Hao signed the marriage agreement.
, Song Ziting stood at the door of the box, thinking of the first time she signed an agreement with Zhang Hao, she couldn't help but curl her lips, and then followed Zhang Hao in.
"Tingting, do you have something to say to me?" Zhang Hao asked Song Ziting to sit opposite him. It was the same as when he signed the agreement last time. However, Zhang Hao's mood was different at this time. He was looking at Song Ziting now.
It is gentleness that has never been seen before, and it is also patience that has never been seen before.
"I...I want to ask you something...you have to tell me the truth!" Song Ziting thought for a while and suddenly felt a little embarrassed when Zhang Hao looked at her, but she still decided to ask in person what had been weighing on her heart for a long time.
thing.
"As long as I know it, I won't lie to you. I haven't before and I won't lie to you now!" When Zhang Hao heard Song Ziting's words, his face looked serious as never before.
Seeing Zhang Hao's serious expression, Song Ziting suddenly felt that the original dissatisfaction in her heart was relieved a lot. So she nodded, and then continued: "Brother Haozi, I want to know if I married you... is it you and me?"
My dad has already discussed this?"
"Tingting..." Zhang Hao couldn't help but feel happy when he heard that Song Ziting was finally willing to call him Brother Haozi in front of him. However, when he heard Song Ziting's question, he couldn't help but doubt that his marriage to Song Ziting was not something he discussed with Song's father.
Okay, it was because I wanted to take revenge on Song Ziting at that time, and because I did stupid things at the time and was under pressure from my grandma. This matter had nothing to do with Song's father. I don't know why Song Ziting had such doubts.
, but seeing that Song Ziting's expression was not very good at this time, Zhang Hao called out softly, and then asked: "Tingting, why do you ask that? Our marriage may not be what you imagined.
But this has nothing to do with Father Song."
"Really?" Song Ziting was a little skeptical when she heard Zhang Hao's words. Thinking of the document she saw in the study that day, Song Ziting took a breath and finally said: "I saw a document in my father's study that day.
, it is a cooperation project with Zhang Group..."
"Tingting, it's not what you think! The cooperation between the Zhang family and the Song family... is because..." Zhang Hao heard Song Ziting's words and suddenly understood the reason why Song Ziting came back from the study that day as if she was a different person.
.and suddenly understood why she would rather stay outside than go back to Song's house after such a big thing happened. Zhang Hao frowned when he thought of this, but he kept thinking about Song's father's words in his ears:
"If possible, I hope you can help me keep this secret!" He looked up at Song Ziting, and then said: "Ziting, please believe me, our marriage is not a transaction!"
"It's not a deal? Then tell me, what exactly did you sign with my father?" When Song Ziting heard Zhang Hao's words, the trust she had built in her heart suddenly collapsed. She thought Zhang Hao would give her an explanation, but she didn't expect it.
But after all, there was no result. Thinking of this, Song Ziting let out a long sigh, and then said to Zhang Hao: "I will strictly abide by our agreement. If I remember correctly, we can divorce in three months.
You walk on your Yangguan Road, and I'll cross my single-plank bridge. Any agreement you want to sign with the Song family has nothing to do with me. I'm not a commodity, and my happiness should be in my own hands, not a bargaining chip for cooperation!"
Song Ziting said that she was more excited than ever before. She stood up and turned around and left the box.
Zhang Hao looked at Song Ziting's leaving back and sighed helplessly. He knew that Song Ziting had misunderstood. He buried his body on the sofa. Thinking of Song Ziting's words, Zhang Hao woke up as if from a dream: "Indeed, what Song Ziting said is not wrong, happiness is
What he holds in his hands is not a bargaining chip. Although Song's father did not do that, but now he has indeed restricted Song Ziting's freedom with an agreement, what did he do right?" Zhang Hao suddenly understood.
He came over, so he quickly stood up and chased in the direction Song Ziting left.