"I've taken a bite now. If you want to go to school hungry, then these two plates are mine."
Zhong Xiaozhe quickly covered his plate with his hands. He didn't want to go to school hungry.
After sending Zhong Xiaozhe to school, Zhong Zhenzhen started her plan for today - he wanted to talk to Song Zixuan, he really wanted to talk, he had to talk
But what if Song Zixuan hadn't already given up on her as Lu Yao said? Wouldn't it be a disgrace for her to go directly to Song Zixuan?
Okay, Song Zixuan, you have done such immoral things to me before. I will do it again.
She decided to follow Song Zixuan
She went to the rental company to borrow a car, and then drove to Song Zixuan to wait for him downstairs.
Around nine o'clock, Song Zixuan drove to the downstairs of the company. After entering, he never came out.
Zhong Zhenzhen had already made sufficient preparations. She bought a lot of snacks and put them in the car, just in case she got bored while following them.
However, Song Zixuan stayed in the office all morning, and Zhong Zhenzhen was so anxious to go to the toilet because he was eating and drinking.
She had to get out of the car to find the toilet
But just a few minutes after her appearance, Song Zixuan, who was having a headache at work, caught her
Coincidentally, Song Zixuan was tired from work, so he stood up and stood next to the window. It was at this moment that he saw Zhong Zhenzhen walking out of the car.
What is she here for?
A smile appeared on Song Zixuan's lips. Could it be that Lu Yao's words yesterday had an effect?
Then, he needs to add some catalysts
Song Zixuan feels indescribably frustrated right now.
He called his secretary and said, "Go to Lin and help me pick out a wedding dress."
Song Zixuan thought for a while, fearing that something was wrong, and then told her, "You'd better take a colleague with you, and then pass by the blue Porsche downstairs and pretend to gossip that I'm getting married."
Zhong Zhenzhen, if you are still unmoved when you hear that I am getting married, then I will really marry you.
The secretary was surprised and confused. She didn’t know what kind of medicine Song Zixuan was selling in the gourd.
"Mr. Song, do you want me to act in front of that blue Porsche?" the secretary confirmed with him again.
"Smart, smart, but smart, I have to say something to you: you know too much." Song Zixuan was in a particularly good mood at the moment, even speaking as if singing, and solemnly promised: "After the matter is settled,