Chapter 129 Borrowing a Cat to Offer a Beauty

Xie Jingcheng did not go to the hall downstairs on purpose, and of course he did not know that his father and mother were having breakfast there. It was only when he went downstairs that he realized that they were there, and the housekeeper was standing beside them.

"Dad, Mom."

Xie Jingcheng shouted, his voice flat, as if he was already accustomed to this scene.

But the people around her became nervous. Song Qingxing's hair stood up all over her body, and she was so nervous that she didn't know what to do.

Xie Jingcheng noticed her nervousness and reached out to gently touch the back of her hand, just for a moment when their skin touched.

Song Qingxing's nervousness dissipated a lot.

Yes, I’ve met him a few times before, so there’s nothing to be afraid of.

So, Song Qingxing raised the corners of her stiff mouth.

"Hello, uncle and aunt."

"Okay, let's all sit down and eat."

Xie's father agreed casually.

Song Qingxing's limbs were stiff, and she moved forward with her hands and feet together. In order to ease the embarrassment of the little rabbit, Xie Jingcheng deliberately sat farther away from her parents.

This made her mother a little unhappy. How did she say that?

When you get a wife, you forget your mother.

This is a typical performance of Xie Jingcheng!

However, Mrs. Xie only complained a few words in her heart and did not take it to heart. When she was in love with her husband, it was probably the same situation.

She completely ignored the person her parents had chosen for her.

Her eyes casually swept over Song Qingxing, but Mrs. Xie was not the kind of person who would be impolite and look at her carelessly.

Instead, he glanced at her from time to time, so quietly that even Song Qingxing herself didn't notice.

Perhaps because she got up in a hurry, Song Qingxing simply applied powder to her neck and did not notice the marks on her collarbone.

So when you lift your knife and fork to cut the eggs and bacon, this hint of spring will be revealed, which you can't see unless you look carefully.

Some people don't care about the red mark on the collarbone, and at most think it is itchy skin or accidental scratching.

But as someone who has experienced this, how could Mrs. Xie not understand?

Especially since they both woke up so late.

I should have slept a little later yesterday, so that I could at least notice some movement. Mrs. Xie was a little annoyed, but it was no use.

But looking at the situation, Xie Jingcheng was not the one being bullied after all. She looked relaxed, and most importantly, there were no marks on her body.

Mrs. Xie was watching when she was suddenly kicked on the tip of her toe. The force was not strong, but it was enough to divert her attention.

"What are you doing?"

She asked in a low voice, obviously knowing that it was her husband's doing. After all, Xie Jingcheng was sitting so far away from her that even the longest legs could not stretch out.

"Stop staring at people."

Mr. Xie's voice was so soft that no one else could hear it if it weren't for Mrs. Xie sitting next to him.

"cough…"

Mrs. Xie was a little embarrassed and could only divert her attention.

"Qingxing, how is your injury recovering?"

Being asked so suddenly, Song Qingxing was a little unresponsive. She was stunned for a moment before she thought about how to answer.

"I'm recovering well. Thank you for your care, aunt."

After all, he is an actor and has seen the world. It is not possible that he would be speechless when meeting Xie Jingcheng's parents.

"That's good, but you should take care of your health recently and stop working so hard on filming."

These words were obviously spoken to two people, so Song Qingxing could only nod and put the fried egg whites into her mouth with a fork.

"I will."

Song Qingxing nodded obediently, and her behavior made Mrs. Xie feel satisfied. She had heard a lot of negative news about Song Qingxing before.

Like being a big shot or something.

But from what I saw with my own eyes, Song Qingxing is a very well-behaved girl. It seems that the media are really exaggerating. Such a good girl has been harmed like this.

The reputation is bad.

In fact, the media did not report it wrongly.

Before Song Qingxing was reborn, she had always had a very bad temper. It was common for her to get angry when facing reporters.

After breakfast, Xie Jingcheng chatted with his parents for a while before leaving.

"We're leaving tomorrow. Do you still want to visit the old house today?"

Although the two of them took a tour of the old house last time, they didn't finish the tour. A large part of the old house was still a blind spot that Song Qingxing had not explored.

"It would be best if you accompany me."

If the two of them really want to be together forever, not just the ten years mentioned in the contract, then understanding the Xie family's old house is something they must do in the future.

It’s not too much to adapt to the environment now.

Although Song Qingxing's calf was injured, it has now healed and she doesn't feel much pain when walking for an hour or two a day.

Holding hands, Xie Jingcheng walked patiently through the place where he grew up. The Xie family was big, but not as luxurious as the An family.

There are top-notch black pines, maples and various rare green plants everywhere.

The most common things in the Xie family are the ivy and roses climbing on the walls, as well as the delicately carved marble.

The mermaid holds a pot of water, the mouth of which tilts out to form a unique fountain.

This is the Xie family's back garden, which was also built according to Grandma Xie's design drawings. Song Qingxing was dazzled by the sight. Although she often starred in idol dramas, the male protagonists were usually set as wealthy CEOs or the like.

But there is no such luxurious mansion as this one. You can see little ingenuity in every step you take.

There are chrysanthemums in full bloom in the garden, with various varieties grown in exquisite porcelain pots. Several gardeners are pruning dead branches.

There were more than a dozen cats playing and fighting with each other beside them. Song Qingxing thought that Grandma Xie only had a dozen cats, but the fact was obvious. There were probably no less than a hundred cats in this mansion.

Sure enough, this is just a little hobby for rich people.

Suddenly, a kitten broke into Song Qingxing's sight. It was a white cat with beautiful blue eyes.

Like a sea of ​​stars.

"Meow…"

The kitten meowed, and Song Qingxing felt her heart melted by its cuteness. She reached out to hug it, but the cat cleverly dodged her.

It seems that he is still shy.

Song Qingxing was a little disappointed, her fingers curled up. It was really annoying that a cute kitten wouldn't let anyone pet it.

Xie Jingcheng naturally noticed her lost look, thought about it and squatted down.

"in vain."

She actually called out the kitten's name, and the cat seemed to recognize Xie Jingcheng and pounced on her, its ears almost looking like airplane ears.

Xie Jingcheng kneaded the kitten's head with his palm, then pinched the back of its neck when it was not paying attention. The kitten did not struggle. Then, Xie Jingcheng used the cat to offer his beauty.

"Hold it. I've cut my nails and usually don't grab people casually."

Song Qingxing didn't expect that Xie Jingcheng would actually take into consideration her feelings about not being able to pet the cat.

I was immediately moved.