Song Zixuan frowned, she was thinking about that man again
"What should I buy?" Zhong Zhenzhen frowned and thought. Qin Hanliang couldn't eat anything too greasy. Zhong Zhenzhen suddenly remembered that he wanted to bring chicken soup to Qin Hanliang.
I have to go to the supermarket again. Zhong Zhenzhen is not surprised or upset. He had forgotten about it just now.
She lazily pushed Song Zixuan, "You go to the nearby supermarket to buy a chicken and come back." She took out a few hundred yuan and gave it to him, but suddenly she remembered that Song Zixuan seemed to have money in his pocket, so she took it back.
"Anyway, if you have money, I'll give you thirty minutes. Come and go quickly." After saying that, Zhong Zhenzhen picked a coffee shop to drink coffee.
Song Zixuan reluctantly ran to the nearby supermarket. While buying chicken, he cursed Qin Hanliang for lying in the hospital for the rest of his life. Just then, the phone rang. He picked it up. It was Special Assistant Sun.
"Second Young Master" Special Assistant Sun was a little worried when he saw that there was no news from Song Zixuan for a day. After all, many of the Song family's decisions now require his judgment.
"Just tell me if you have anything to say" Song Zixuan only has fifteen minutes left
"Should our shopping spree with the Lu family continue now?" Special Assistant Sun said, "I'm afraid it will..."
"I'm busy." Song Zixuan was about to close the line, "You do as we planned before, I'm hanging up."
Song Zixuan paid the bill and hurried to the coffee shop where Zhong Zhenzhen was.
However, if an acquaintance in the mall saw the dignified Second Young Master Song walking around with a chicken, he would be laughed at.
When he arrived at the door of the coffee shop, Song Zixuan knocked on the glass window outside the coffee shop and mouthed to Zhong Zhenzhen, who was sitting next to the window: "Come out!"
Zhong Zhenzhen understood and jumped up and down with joy, "I bought it, then let's go home."
Zhong Zhenzhen drove the car over, and in the car she said something that made Song Zixuan collapse, "Go back and make this chicken stew."
"Me?" Song Zixuan is going crazy, she really treats him as a servant
Zhong Zhenzhen nodded, "It's not you, is it me?" She poked his forehead, "You live in my house now, understand? You eat my food, use my..."
"I paid for this chicken," Song Zixuan gritted his teeth and said
Zhong Zhenzhen was stunned for a while. He actually talked back and slapped Song Zixuan on the forehead, "You rebelled against me. Believe it or not, I will throw you out of the car right away? If I hadn't taken you in, you would have been living on the overpass early in the morning."
Now you live in my house and you just listen to my orders."