Chapter 138

A while ago, it was revealed that he was not interested in school sponsorship. A few months later, it emerged that he was a school sponsor. Isn't that a slap in the face!

Song Qingcheng wrapped her hair, took the hair dryer and found a socket beside the sofa to plug it in. She sat on the armrest of the sofa, took off the towel on her head and picked up the hair dryer to blow her hair.

The sound of the hair dryer "buzzing" rings in my ears. Ji Zhengting frowns and stares at her.

Song Qingcheng forgot what she had asked him. She blew her hair. When she looked at him coldly, she turned off the hair dryer.

Ji Zhengting's eyes fall on the documents in his hands again. Song Qingcheng looks over and wonders what he is looking at. In fact, he wants to attract his attention and find a chance to speak.

However, the busy people are so absorbed that they don't seem to give face at all.

Forget it. Don't let yourself get bored.

"Nothing to ask?"

Song Qingcheng just stood up to go, but he spoke without warning.

This man, who seems to be concentrating on his work, is actually a superficial one.

Insidious, dark belly.

Speaking of questions, she really has something to ask.

"When did you become a sponsor of our school?" Song Qingcheng sat back on the armrest of the sofa and looked at him askew.

"I'm not interested in your group of children." Ji Zhengting did not look at her, just a faint reply.

“…… What do we call a group of children? It's like you're in the middle of nowhere. " She's a child again. Angry!

Ji Zhengting said nothing. Obviously I don't want to talk about her.

Song Qingcheng said, "but this morning, you have become the sponsor of our school competing for the top ten famous schools in the world?"

"That's Ji's company, not me." Ji Zhengting put the papers together and put them on the table.

"Is there a difference?"

Ji Zhengting looked at her. "The difference is very simple. You married me, Ji Zhengting, not Ji's company."

“……” Wonderful logic!

When song Qingcheng was about to leave, he suddenly thought of another thing, "by the way, do you already know about me?"

"When do you mean early?" Ji Zhengting asked her. After all, it shouldn't be too early for him to know.

"That is Before this morning. " Because he didn't mention a word yesterday, I don't know.

"Yes." At least he's known for two days.

“…… It's quite deep. " Song Qingcheng really wants to look at this with new eyes.

I knew this thing for a long time, but I didn't show any flaws. The city is deep enough.

"What else to say?" Ji Zhengting got up, walked in front of her and looked at her.

"No Song Qingcheng was a little angry and his tone was not very good.

Ji Zhengting face a black, "a thank word all have no?"

It's good of her to help her so much. He has to ask for a thank you himself.

Ji Zhengting, you are bad enough!

Song Qingcheng next words, finally let him find a little comfort, "of course not, you clarify that group of photos, in fact, also helped me. At least I don't feel guilty. "

"Why can't I see your guilt?" At least she hasn't received a formal apology.

"Because my guilt is in my heart, of course you can't see it." To tell the truth, song Qingcheng originally intended to solve his own problems first, and then try to help him clarify the misunderstanding.

Ji Zhengting thought about her words. After a moment, he asked, "what else?"

Song Qingcheng looks ignorant, "no more."

Ji Zhengting's face sank. Is this woman really confused or is she pretending to be confused with him?

To help her deal with such a big thing in school, she didn't even mention a word from beginning to end. She doesn't wonder who helped her so much?

"Don't you want to ask why your business suddenly changed?" Ji Zhengting really can't convince himself to be calm or to be indifferent.

Song Qingcheng nodded, "I know, because I became an undercover of the police."

If there is no police to testify for her, it will be difficult to convince the public.

"Why can you be a police agent?" Ji Zhengting simply guided her to think step by step.

"Someone helped me."

"So?"

I know someone helped me, so I still don't even ask. What does she mean?

Song Qingcheng didn't want Ji Zhengting to know that she was going to invite Gu Feng to dinner tomorrow night, but for the sake of safety, she said it was better to say it, otherwise it would be bad to be shut out again.

"So I'm going to thank the man, and I've decided to invite him to dinner tomorrow night."

"Yes." Ji Zhengting nodded and his face looked a little better.It turned out that the child had already planned to thank him tomorrow night, so he didn't say a word.

People who want to invite him to dinner can't line up every day, and the only time he looks forward to it is tomorrow night.

However, the next words, no doubt let him vomit blood!

"And then I may come back later tomorrow night. I'll report to you today. Can you lock the gate as late as possible? " Song Qingcheng drew a gap between his fingers and thumbs to show that it was really a little bit.

Ji Zhengting's eyebrows jump.

What do you mean?

She'll be a little late tomorrow evening. What about him?

Finally, Ji Zhengting's face was black, and he threw her four words, "don't even think about it!"

Song Qingcheng was confused.

Where did she offend him?

That is to say, maybe he will come back later. Besides, it's just a discussion. Does he need to be so angry?!

The whole family is like a tiger.

Ji Ling is a little tiger, so Ji Zhengting is a big tiger!

The kind that doesn't eat people and can scare people to death.

……

The next day.

Song Qingcheng dressed up a little. It's not because of what Gu Feng said yesterday, but because of his own thoughts.

After all, Gu Feng has millions of sports cars and famous brands. If she is too shabby, it's not suitable. Besides, she doesn't want people to think she's Cinderella.

Song Qingcheng went downstairs to have dinner. Ji Ling saw her and her eyes lit up.

"Song Qingcheng, what are you going to do when you dress up like this today?" When song Qingcheng came to the dining table, Ji Ling couldn't help asking her.

"Am I dressed?" Song Qingcheng looked up and down and refused to admit it.

That is to say, dress up, that is, dress more fastidiously than usual, and then the hair comes down.

Ji Ling looks at her. She doesn't have makeup on her face. Her clothes are not famous brands, but it's just brighter than usual. What's changed?

Suddenly, Ji Ling noticed her flowing wavy hair, "don't you usually have your hair tied up? What are you doing here today? "

Sure enough, hairstyle is very important.