Chapter 59: President Jing begins to lay out his plans

Jing Zhuo took a deep breath, turned off the lights, and turned back to the second bedroom.

The phone lit up and it was Cen Jin calling.

"Brothers, we have a regular gathering to cultivate our relationship and have a late-night snack."

“No.”

"What's wrong?"

"I'm afraid of dying of stuffiness."

Cen Jin was puzzled on the other end: "If you're worried about being full, then eat less. I'm not asking you to eat as much as you can."

Jing Zhuo said, "I can't eat even a little."

He hung up the phone directly.

In the dark night, he lay silently on the empty bed, feeling lonelier than a dog.

…

When Song Xi woke up, she smelled the scent of roses all over the room.

She walked into the living room and looked around, and found that the roses in the vase that were about to wither were gone, and had been replaced with a batch of fresh red roses.

The gorgeous flowers are thriving in the sunshine.

Did he change this?

Auntie left late today and cleaned up the flower stems and green leaves on the ground before speaking to Song Xi.

"My husband said he couldn't sleep last night to digest his food, so he drove to a flower shop 20 kilometers away to buy a bouquet of flowers. He learned how to arrange flowers and wake them up online early in the morning, and then changed them in for you."

Isn’t this auntie socially anxious?

Why are you talking so much today?

Song Xi nodded: "I understand. Thank you, Auntie. I'm sorry to increase your workload."

"It's okay, I'm just tidying up." Auntie said with a smile, "Ma'am, your husband is so kind to you. I've been an aunt for so many years, and I've never seen a man in an employer's family so patient as to fiddle with flowers."

“Only if I like you will I be willing to please you.”

——The socially anxious aunt has become a chatterbox.

Song Xi smiled politely: "Yeah, he is very good."

"I made breakfast. I'm leaving now. You guys eat."

After giving the instructions, the aunt left the room with two bags of garbage.

Just at this time, Jing Zhuo came out after washing up, and the two sat face to face in the restaurant to eat breakfast.

They were clearly flirting with each other two days ago, their relationship was progressing smoothly, and they were so familiar with each other's bed, but now they are like a pair of polite roommates.

Jing Zhuo said calmly, "Do you still like Hua?"

"Hmm, it smells pretty good."

"When it withers, I'll replace it. You just smell it."

"oh……"

He was still so cold, like a piece of ice, even colder than when he was in He's house.

Jing Zhuo thought for a moment and asked, "Are you free tonight? Let's have... hot pot together after get off work?"

Song Xi shook her head: "I have an appointment with a model for a location shoot today. It will be late, so I can't make it."

"tomorrow?"

"I'm flying to Dali on a business trip tomorrow, which will last at least a month."

The air froze for a few seconds.

Jing Zhuo didn't seem to expect this surprise: "A business trip for a month, so long?"

Song Xi nodded and answered him seriously.

"Yes, it's a new assignment from the company. It takes a while to travel with a client for photography."

It’s only been over a month since I got the certificate.

Song Xi is about to go on a business trip for a month.

When she comes back, will she still recognize him?

Jing Zhuo frowned, feeling a little unsure.

But when the words came to my lips, I didn't dare to say anything.

A good man should not hinder a woman's work, but should support her, understand her, and respect her.

"Then, I'll take you to the airport tomorrow."

"No need, my colleague is here to pick me up, I can just go downstairs and take the car."

After Song Xi finished speaking, she finished her meal. She was in a hurry to go to work, so she hurriedly put on her bag and left without looking back.

Normally she would wait for him and go downstairs with him.

Now it's like a mouse seeing a cat.

Jing Zhuo stood up to clean up the dishes, feeling increasingly depressed.

He's already hiding like this even though we don't know his true identity. If we knew he was Zhang Henian, would he still be able to see Song Xi's shadow?

He really doesn't want a divorce...

He thought about it, opened his phone, and transferred another 500,000 yuan to Zhang Hening.

Zhang Hening replied almost instantly: "???"

Jing Zhuo sent a voice message: "If you don't have enough money, just tell me, don't be stingy."

Grandma!

Is her elder brother possessed by a golden cicada? He spits out gold coins every day!

Zhang Hening posted an emoticon of him kneeling on the ground.

"Thank you, Mr. Sponsor..."

"The generations are messed up, call me brother."

Zhang Hening: "Thank you, big brother, I'll always remember your kindness. I kowtow to you.jpg"

A bunch of abstract emoticons.

Jing Zhuo took a glance, then frowned and put away his phone.

He began his layout.

The prejudice in people's hearts is like a mountain.

The core issue of this prejudice lies with Zhang Hening.

If she didn't think her elder brother was mean, would Song Xi also not think he was mean?

A month later, Jing Zhuo finally saw the root of the problem, which was Zhang Hening, the troublemaker.

Song Xi didn't listen to a word her husband said.

She believed every word her best friend said.

Her focus is not on herself, but on her best friend.

…

The time for the business trip has come, and Song Xi sets off with the main group.

This time, it was a couple of internet celebrities getting married, and they customized a travel photo shoot.

They need various styles and need to travel to multiple cities to live broadcast, record videos, and interact with fans, so they need a photography team to accompany them.

No one in Mishima is willing to do this kind of hard work.

Song Xi responded actively.

During the intermission, Ye Zi followed her and teased:

"You've been away on business for so long this time, your husband must be dying."

Song Xi said: "He has his job."

"That's different. No matter how busy you are during the day, you still have to sleep in the same bed at night. Otherwise, your husband will be lonely and alone in the empty room. How pitiful."

Song Xi wanted to say: He is not pitiful, he has always slept alone.

He slept soundly.

On the shore of Erhai Lake in the distance, the internet celebrities brought their parents along and were now live streaming with their mobile phones.

"My dear family, this is Erhai Lake. Isn't it romantic? Both our families love this place~"

"Yes, my mother-in-law is spraying sunscreen on me."

"I married my husband mainly because of my mother-in-law. Otherwise, I wouldn't have married him. There are so many bad men, but it's hard to find a good mother-in-law. Look, my mother-in-law was so happy after I praised her that she took off his gold necklace and gave it to me."

The internet celebrity sister praised her mother-in-law with every word, making her very happy.

Ye Zi watched with great interest and turned around to gossip with Song Xi.

"Sister Xi, your husband is so outstanding, isn't your mother-in-law also very nice? I've never heard you scold her."

Song Xi: “…”

Because she had never seen her mother-in-law.

"Sister Xi, please say something. You and your mother-in-law are arguing. Which side does your husband stand on?"

Song Xi patted her shoulder and said sincerely, "Ye Zi, thank you."

"Huh? Thank me for what?"

"It's not the same thing as bringing up something else."

When Song Xi returned to the hotel in the evening, he was handling official business, and his cell phone kept ringing with messages, making intermittent sounds.

She clicked it and saw that it was a picture sent by Jing Zhuo.

In the master bedroom, the wilted flowers on her bedside table had been replaced with bright ones.

Song Xi turned off his phone and continued working.

Five minutes later.

Jing Zhuo: "I'm doing laundry, do you have any clothes to wash?"

Song Xi: “No.”

Twenty minutes later.

Jing Zhuo: "I've changed the sheets for you. 'Picture'"

Song Xi: "Thank you."

Forty minutes later.

Jing Zhuo: "Are you done? Dog looks up.jpd"

Song Xi took the time to reply him: "Not yet, you go to sleep first, bye."

The chat interface displayed "The other party is typing...", but in the end, Jing Zhuo only replied "OK."

…

After a while, Song Xi finally finished selecting the sample photos, then processed a few refined photos and sent them to the couple of internet celebrities.

They are eager to post on social media platforms.

Lying on the big bed, Song Xi felt empty inside and suddenly felt strange.

I made a video call with Zhang Hening, and the call was picked up immediately. A sneaky face appeared on the screen.

"What's wrong with you? Did you do something wrong?"

Zhang Hening: "Don't mention it. My eldest brother just came back and is downstairs. I don't dare to go down."

"What about Guaiguai?" Song Xi just wanted to see the cat.

"In his arms."

"?"

Zhang Hening said, "I don't know what's wrong with him. He's been petting your cat downstairs for an hour."

"They're almost getting along."

Song Xi was extremely shocked.

As Zhang Hening spoke, he sent a photo taken from a candid angle.

In the large living room with a high ceiling, a man was lazily leaning on the sofa with his arms and legs spread out, his head lowered, and a cow cat was lying on its back beside him.

He rubbed the cat's head with his long, white hands.

Leisurely and cool.

Wait, why does this figure look so familiar...