Chapter 17

Song Qingcheng did not say a word, silently nibbling at the bread in his hand.

"What did your grandfather tell you last night? I seem to be angry, didn't I scare you? " After a while, the stepmother asked while eating, trying to pretend to be very natural.

Song Qingcheng shook his head, "grandfather just wants us to get married as soon as possible. I wanted to wait for my graduation, but my grandfather didn't agree. He insisted that we get the certificate first. "

She deliberately showed her reluctance, hoping that the stepmother could go to the old man's side to talk about their feelings. Maybe the old man could give up the idea of allowing them to obtain the certificate.

"Don't blame your grandfather. The old people all hope to see the next generation get married and start a business as soon as possible. Moreover, we are quite old now. For a man of his age, which one is not a child? But he has only brought you a girl back so far. It's strange that the old man is not in a hurry! "

So a glimmer of hope for her was dashed.

Song Qingcheng only reluctantly pulled his lips.

And the stepmother is more said more energetically, "you ah, also strive to give birth to a son and a half girls for our Ji family as soon as possible, then you can be our Ji family's great hero, at that time, the antique guarantee of the old lady over there is free for you to choose."

"Keke --"

Song Qingcheng drank a mouthful of milk and almost all of it popped on the table. After reluctantly swallowing, he coughed fiercely. My mind is in a mess.

"Well, what's the matter? It's choking. " The stepmother quickly stood up and gave her a few pieces of paper.

"Sorry, I, that I'm in a bit of a hurry. " Song Qingcheng slowed down for a long time, and then came over. His little face turned red.

"You have to be careful in the future. If you get choked like this when you're pregnant, you'll be terrible." The stepmother said with a lingering fear that she was scared white on her face.

“……” Song Qingcheng only felt that his brain was bombed again. Fortunately, he didn't drink milk, otherwise he would be choked again.

Next, song Qingcheng felt that he was going to spend his time in deep water.

"Qing Cheng, why are you so red? Is there something wrong? " The stepmother noticed something wrong with her red face.

"No, I'm just afraid of the heat." Song Qingcheng made a perfunctory remark. Otherwise, I can't say that I'm embarrassed, right?!

“……” How hot is it? The stepmother looked at the servants who had changed their autumn clothes, and then looked at the blanket she was wearing "By the way, Qingcheng, do you have a sister at home?"

“？” Who said she had a sister at home? It's better to be a sister.

"I've sent someone to inquire about the famous families of song in s city. There are only two. The family in Xicheng is an only child. The family in Beicheng is engaged in real estate development. It is said that they have two daughters. The eldest daughter is in the United States. How about you? How did you choose to develop in China? "

“……” Song Qingcheng was stunned.

A heart suddenly fell into the bottom, that kind of feeling, let her feel very strange. It's not because her family is poor that she feels ashamed, but because she is so ignorant and misunderstood, which is more ugly than Ji Ling's slapping her in the face.

In the heart also each kind of bad taste. She has never heard of the Song family in Xicheng, but the real estate tycoon in Beicheng is also famous in s city.

The stepmother must have imagined her to be a lady of a rich family. That's why she is so kind to her?!

Song Qingcheng put down his knife and fork, and planned to explain to his stepmother clearly that even if he was not born in a famous family, at least he had the dignity of the poor.

"Auntie, actually..."

"Good morning, mom."

She just just a moment ago, a thick and powerful voice interrupted her words.

This voice is very familiar. Looking sideways, it's really Ji Zhengting coming. Today's him, a white shirt, trousers. Even in his simple clothes, he is still charming.

One night later, his face faded from yesterday's tiredness, looking a lot of spirit. It's just that handsome face, which is always cold, is the same as before.

His eyes on her, but also a shallow look at her.

"Zheng Ting, why are you late today?" The stepmother asked. If he doesn't come down, she thinks he's eaten.

You know, Ji Zhengting has never been in the habit of getting up late.

"I just made a meeting document and forgot the time." Ji Zhengting answered and sat down beside song Qingcheng.

"You work like a workaholic. Qing Cheng, you have to take good care of his bad habit in the future. " The last sentence is obviously to song Qingcheng.

Song Qingcheng just pursed her lips and nodded in reply.

"I tell you, if you don't care about him and he won't accompany you in the future, it's your own pain. Don't blame me for not reminding you." The stepmother continued.

This time, without waiting for song Qingcheng to respond, Ji Zhengting shifted the topic to the past, "Mom, I'll go out with Qingcheng later, and I won't come back for lunch. Please tell my grandparents.""I see. But what do you say about obtaining the license? "

"If there is no accident, we should do it tomorrow."

"What can happen? I'll tell you that tomorrow is the day when the sky will fall. Don't worry about it. Wait at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau in peace. " The stepmother also gave orders to die.

Ji Zhengting didn't make a sound, but he looked at the woman beside him meaningfully.

Because of what happened just now, song Qingcheng's mood was a little low, and he always immersed himself in mixing the porridge in the bowl, as if he didn't hear what they said. When an unusual look came, she came back to herself.

Side eye, just hit into his deep eye. At the moment, she did not know that the emotion in her eyes had not completely faded. She just looked at him and drew back her eyes.

But the next moment, the man's hand reached over, holding a napkin, and then, fell on the corner of her mouth. After drinking milk just now, there is still milk residue in the corner of my mouth.

Man's action is natural, as if he had done it countless times. After cleaning, I changed a disposable glove and went on eating.

Song Qingcheng saw his gloves and his hands full of bread Clean is clean, white is also white, how can I feel so awkward!

Let's look at the elegant and noble temperament of men eating Think about your rudeness and carelessness It's the difference between heaven and earth.

Although elegant and precious words are usually used to describe women, there is no conflict when they are used here. On the contrary, I think it's more appropriate.

The last sentence of the stepmother didn't get Ji Zhengting's answer. Because he couldn't answer before he got song Qingcheng's reply.