Good Morning, Mr. President!

One Thousand Three Hundred and Thirty He Is Coming! (I)

"...Song Zhixing?" He was a little unsure. He was sleeping at the moment and was woken up by a phone call from her. Drowsily, he propped himself up and sat up, "Why did you call me?"

Speaking of this, he smiled again and looked very proud, "On the surface, you are not satisfied with me, but you actually like me, right?"

Song Zhixing rolled his eyes.

Fortunately, this narcissist knew that she was dissatisfied with him.

"I have something serious to ask you."

"What business can we have? Talk about marriage?" Chi Huan deliberately teased her.

Song Zhixing almost wanted to hang up the phone right away. However, when I think of my big event, I can only endure it, "Didn't I take your mobile phone and make a call before?"

"Yes. That person called back." Chi Huan lazily scratched his hair.

"Ah!" Song Zhixing exclaimed, "Did he really call back?"

Afraid of being overheard by grandpa, after the surprise, the last words were spoken in a softer voice. "What did he talk to you about? Did you say it was me who made the call?"

"Yes. He asked me what my relationship is with you."

"Then what did you do?"

"Reply the truth."

Song Zhixing was about to say something else when he heard Chi Huan say lazily: "I said I was your fiancé."

As soon as these words came out, she almost spit out a mouthful of blood and jumped in anger, "Are you crazy? What nonsense are you talking about! When did you become my fiancé? You - how can you talk nonsense in front of my second uncle! "

Song Zhixing was angry and anxious. Tang Yu must have misunderstood! But she didn't want him to misunderstand.

"Why are you so excited? Isn't it your second uncle? He's not the man you like."

"I told you and you don't understand!" Song Zhixing said angrily, "Forget it, I know I can't count on you."

She became even more desperate and wanted to hang up the phone.

"Hey, let me tell you, Song Zhixing, is the second uncle you are talking about Tang Yu from the Tang family?"

"I want you to take care of it!" She felt angry in her heart.

I don’t want to deal with this person.

"I know him, he's pretty good."

"Then you still need to say it?" Song Zhixing couldn't help but feel proud in his heart when he mentioned Tang Yu.

"Girl, do you know how to talk properly? Let me tell you, as long as I nod, you will be my little wife from now on. You should be polite when talking to your future husband, you know?"

"Go and have your big dream!" Song Zhixing was furious, feeling that talking to him again was a waste of time. Before she could say anything else, she hung up the phone.

Lying on the bed, he kept twisting and turning in a manic manner, almost making a hole in the sheets.

Why doesn't everything go as she wants?

Tang Yu must have misunderstood. Will he stop caring about her when he gets angry and leave her in this unfamiliar place?

The more Song Zhixing thought about it, the more irritated he became, and he felt that staying here for any longer would be torture. However, it was impossible to sneak away. Her passport had been confiscated by her grandfather a long time ago, and she was penniless and unable to move around at all.

Woohoo~

Why is her life so miserable!

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Song Zhixing rested at home for two days. On the third day, she had just woken up. After rinsing her mouth and combing her hair listlessly, the door to her room was pushed open from the outside.

"Master." Aunt Lan was tidying up the sheets outside. When she saw someone coming to the room, she quickly greeted him respectfully.

Song Zhixing was inside. When he heard these two words, he quickly grabbed the comb and came out of the bathroom.

Li Qiming directed the people who came behind him, "Help the lady choose suitable clothes and put on makeup carefully."

Song Zhixing looked behind Li Qiming and saw two beautifully dressed women walking over with square makeup boxes and jewelry boxes in their hands. He pulled out the chair on the dressing table and smiled at her, "Miss, please sit down."

Of course they speak Chinese language.

However, she has been here for almost half a month, and she can barely understand a few simple daily expressions.

"Grandpa, which song are you singing now?" Song Zhixing asked tiredly. However, she was pushed to the dressing table without any resistance.

Li Qiming didn't hide anything from her, he just said righteously: "Formal blind date."

Song Zhixing was so frightened that he dropped the comb in his hand, "Is this the one named Chi Huan?"

"Um."

"Why am I so miserable!" Song Zhixing lay on the dressing table and wailed.

Li Qiming ignored her and just said to Aunt Lan: "Choose some good-looking clothes for the lady. Don't choose any cotton-padded jacket. It will look bulging and unsightly."

Seeing that her grandfather ignored her, Song Zhixing simply pretended to cry even more miserably, "I have never had a father to care for me, nor a mother to care for me since I was a child. Now that I finally have a grandpa, I thought there would be family members who will care for me. But... it turns out that I am a big kid." Fool!"

"It's no use howling." Li Qiming was indifferent. "You have to go today, and you have to go even if you don't!"

Song Zhixing pretended to be holding a tissue and covering his eyes, sobbing, "You just bully me for being a child without parents to love you, so you want to sell me now!"

"Nonsense!" Li Qiming made her angry with her accusation.

"Isn't it? You married me to Chi Huan just because you wanted to marry the Chi family. Anyway, I am the pawn you use in exchange for benefits. I see that you are not in good health, so I want to come here to accompany you and fulfill my filial duty to you. , you are good, just sell me. I am so stupid, I deserve to be in the tiger's mouth!"

Li Qiming saw that she was crying so hard that his face turned blue with anger. "If I really didn't care about you and let you follow Tang Yu, you would really be in the tiger's mouth. Don't be ungrateful."

He was too lazy to talk to this girl anymore, otherwise, he would really be angry with her.

"Hurry up and pack up." He waved his hands irritably, no matter how sad or crying Song Zhixing was, he went out directly with a cane.

Song Zhixing knew her current situation. She was basically a puppet. When she came to her grandfather's territory, she had no right to say no and could only let them do whatever they wanted. She sat there sullenly and let others comb her hair and put on makeup for her.

An hour later, she was carefully dressed and led out by Li Qiming.

She wore a dress with a windbreaker on the outside, with her legs exposed outside. She was shivering with cold as soon as she walked out of the villa. Fortunately, she got into the car after walking a few steps, which made her feel much more comfortable.

She was sulking the whole time and didn't want to talk to Li Qiming.

The car drove around the city and finally stopped in front of a villa. This is a group of villas, which should all belong to their Chi family. There is a sign of the Chi family hanging in the distance. Li Qiming got out of the car, and an old man with white hair came to greet him.

"Brother Li, welcome!"

Li Qiming shook hands with the other party.

Song Zhixing was still sitting in the car. She took a look and guessed that this person should be Chi Huan's grandfather, Chi Yuzheng mentioned by her grandfather before, and the current person in charge of the Chi family.

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