When Ye Zhenzhen changed her clothes and went downstairs, Song Jinze, Song Yuchen and Xigua were sitting on the sofa playing.
Looking from a distance, Xiaochen smiled happily, and the man also had a slight smile on his handsome face.
This warm scene was the first time in Ye Zhenzhen's memory. This man was rarely at home, and it was even less likely that he would stay in the living room and pet the dog with the little guy.
Seeing Ye Zhenzhen coming downstairs, Xiaochen and Xigua jumped up to meet her, raising their little heads and saying, "Mom, you are so beautiful!"
Ye Zhenzhen smiled and caressed the little guy's cheek, "My son is also very handsome."
Thinking that she was going back to meet her elders, she just went upstairs and found a GFX autumn and winter dress in the cloakroom. She put on an off-white mid-length cashmere coat of the same brand and a pair of high heels of the same color as the dress.
She has long, thick black curly hair scattered around her waist, and a little light makeup on her face. This look is simple and decent, and she will most likely not go wrong when meeting her elders.
Ye Zhenzhen took a look and saw that the cloakroom was full of new products from big brands of the season, and the tags were not removed.
When she went into the cloakroom to look for clothes, the servant told her that the clothes in the cloakroom had only been hung up two days ago.
Song Jinze made the arrangement when the original owner moved in. Every season's clothes are delivered directly to the door from big brands, and the servants at home are responsible for hanging them according to the color and style.
Later, when changing clothes, Ye Zhenzhen was thinking that it seemed a little inappropriate to say that this plastic husband was cold and heartless.
Although this man rarely goes home, he gives his wife unlimited black cards and arranges her life clearly...
Song Yuchen grinned with pride, "Of course, I'm as handsome as my father!"
The little guy turned his attention to the man who had already stood up from the sofa, "Dad, do you think Ye Zhenzhen is beautiful?"
Ye Zhenzhen:……
Children, can you not be so sudden every time?
To be honest, the little guy made her feel embarrassed when she asked this question. She swallowed awkwardly and said first: "I'm fine, let's go."
The father and son were waiting for her just now.
Song Jinze glanced lightly at Ye Zhenzhen's bright and delicate face, and responded lightly, "It's okay."
improvise?
If her appearance is acceptable, it can only be said that this man's eyes have grown on top of his head.
Ye Zhenzhen walked straight to the door. The servant had already placed the shoes she had just chosen at the entrance. She took off her slippers and put them on.
The little guy tilted his little head and asked, "Dad, does it mean that you are pretty if you just make it?"
The man's thin lips did not move, "Yeah."
Ye Zhenzhen: Ha! Perfunctory.
She doesn't necessarily want this man to praise her for her beauty. What this man says is none of her business.
But she just couldn't stand the way this man looked when he spoke, it was...
Disgusting!
On the road, the person driving is the driver of the family.
Ye Zhenzhen and the father and son were sitting in the extended luxury car. She and Xiaochen were sitting on one side, and Song Jinze was sitting opposite her.
It takes more than 40 minutes to drive from the Hongshan Villa Area to the Yunxili Villa Area where the Song family's elders lived. It will be around 19 o'clock in the evening, during peak driving hours, and there will be a bit of traffic jam on the road.
If you want to say that this car has a large space, it is indeed much larger than an ordinary car. But if you want to say that the space is small, it is really small. It is so small that Ye Zhenzhen can only look out the window and turn her head.
Falling on the man opposite her.
This man has been working with a tablet since he got in the car, which is really a blessing.
After Ye Zhenzhen looked at the motionless traffic outside the window for the nth time, she turned to look at the man again, and the other man said, "If you have anything to say, just say it."
Ye Zhenzhen:……
What could she have to say?
Song Jinze lowered his head and said calmly, "You don't have to look out the window and then at me. Just say what you want to ask."
His tone was calm, not as impatient as Ye Zhenzhen's first day.
You can also hear it from the pronunciation of the words, and the attitude of speaking is much better.
Ye Zhenzhen snorted and said, "Mr. Song, since you are so busy, why do you still want to accompany us back for dinner? Isn't this a waste of your precious time?"
Wouldn't this man say that it was because she was injured and she accidentally contributed to his business that he mercifully took her home...
Ye Zhenzhen's heart: Man, if you really dare to answer like this, I, Ye Zhenzhen, will look down on you from the bottom of my heart!
The man raised his eyebrows slightly, took the phone from one side, tapped the screen a few times with his slender fingertips, and when he raised his hand again, the phone screen was on her side.
The WeChat page is displayed on the screen;
The time shows one month ago.
[Ye Zhenzhen]: Grandpa called me again today and asked me to go home for dinner. I don’t want to go alone. Let’s go together when you come back.
[Song Jinze]: Yeah.
Ye Zhenzhen: This...
Song Jinze put away the phone, his expression still calm, "But don't think too much, it's not all because of you. I have been very busy in the past six months. I haven't seen grandpa for a long time. I just happened to go back to see his old man."
very good.
Ye Zhenzhen felt that the slightest bit of embarrassment that had just appeared in her heart was instantly washed away by the man's words.
When you get the upper hand in a conversation like this, just shut up and say nothing. That is the best way to resolve the embarrassment.
Xiao Chen blinked and glanced between the two adults, and then said happily: "I haven't seen my great-grandpa for several days, and I still have my grandpa and grandma. I miss them very much!"
Ye Zhenzhen smiled: "Well, Xiaochen will be able to see them soon!"
…
Yunxili villa area.
After the family of three entered the house, they were greeted by Mrs. Song. Seeing that Song Jinze had also followed, Mrs. Song said in a slightly joking tone: "Oh, our busy man is also here today. What a rare visitor!"
Song Jinze's lips moved slightly, "Mom, I've been really busy lately."
"Well, I am indeed busy. I am afraid that I am so busy that I think I jumped out of the cracks in the rocks. I have long forgotten that I have parents and family members!"
Xiao Yuchen looked up at the little bag and shouted, "Grandma, isn't it Sun Wukong who jumped out of the crack in the stone? How could it be dad?"
Mrs. Song smiled and picked up her grandson, "Then you have to ask your father!"
Ye Zhenzhen pursed her lips and tried hard to suppress a smile.
After changing her shoes, she shouted to Mrs. Song, "Mom!"
"Zhen Zhen, come and sit down. It's cold outside. Come over here and have a cup of scented tea. It's just been brewed."
Song Jinze frowned slightly, followed the two women, and said calmly: "I will come back when I have time."
Hearing her son's words, Mrs. Song smiled and said, "I'll trust you one last time."
Ye Zhenzhen followed Mrs. Song and sat on the sofa. Xiaochen sat on her grandma's lap. The servant came over and poured a cup of tea for her and Song Jinze each.
Mr. Song came out of the room in a wheelchair, "Zhenzhen, Xiaochen, you are here..."
Before the old man finished speaking, his smiling face changed when he saw Song Jinze sitting on the side of the sofa, "You brat, you knew you were coming back!"
PS: Thanks to Xue Ning/ty, the two best-beaters in kindergarten, and the two babies who voted for their monthly votes.
And the babies who feed Xiaoli with recommendation votes every day, thank you!
small theater:
Author: Mrs. Song, do you remember what your son looks like?
Mrs. Song thought for a while and replied: It's not like there are two noses, one eye and one mouth...
Oh, no, that’s wrong. It’s not two eyes, one nose, and one mouth. What else could it be?
Mrs. Song's heart: It's been so long since we last met. How can I remember what that brat looks like?
