Thinking of how happy Tong Zhao would be to see the little bird, Shan Song was in a good mood all the way. As he drove into the villa, he looked towards his home in the distance. Night was slowly falling, leaving only a corner with the gentle glow of lights.
After staring blankly for a while, the "chicken" in the passenger seat chirped. Shan Song unbuckled his seatbelt, turned around, and said, "Let's go, I'll introduce you to your owner."
Shan Song pushed open the villa door, holding a birdcage behind his back with one hand.
?
What comes into view is a little omega lying on the ground with its butt sticking out, intently feeding a "bald" chick?
When did we get a bald chick at home?
The bald "chick" was naturally brought back by Tong Zhao. The little parrot was just 25 days old, and its feathers were just beginning to show, a light pinkish-purple color. On the way, they also picked out a lot of supplies for raising birds. When they got home, they were busy building a house for the bird with the help of the housekeeper, and also looking up various bird-raising guides. Before they knew it, several hours had passed.
At this age, the baby bird needs to be fed four times a day. The seller said that you have to do it yourself for the bird to become friendly. However, this little bird was too lively and insisted on jumping to the ground. If you didn't let it jump, it would peck at you. Of course, it didn't manage to peck you in the end.
Tong Zhao saw in the bird's several tentative attempts to peck but ultimately failed that it made a fuss about Shan Song, and immediately decided to buy it.
"Wife?" Shan Song lowered his voice slightly, attracted by Tong Zhao's familiar posture. He walked closer and reached out to pull his arm: "The carpet is a bit thin, it will hurt your knees, get up first."
"It's not thin, they changed it to a new one today!" Tong Zhao raised her upper body, turned her head to see Shan Song, checked the time, and said with surprise, "You're back so early today, will you always come back at this time?"
“These few days are an exception, you can skip work.” Shan Song smiled and simply sat on the floor with him, his two long legs spread on either side of Tong Zhao’s body, one slightly bent due to the constraint of the coffee table.
Touching the newly changed blanket, it was indeed thick. He had been so focused on Tong Zhao that he hadn't noticed how much the house had changed. Looking at the house, now imbued with the atmosphere of an omega's life, Shan Song's heart stirred slightly. He leaned his head on Tong Zhao's shoulder.
"Look what this is?" Shan Song reached out and brought the little bird to Tong Zhao's eyes.
"Huh?" Tong Zhao looked at the cage in Shan Song's hand and then at the "chick" on the ground, shaking his head back and forth. Isn't this exactly the same?
"I didn't expect you to buy one too, so let's get one to keep it company."
Dansong let the "chicks" out of the cage and put them next to another one. They seemed to get along quite well.
Tong Zhao simply fed them both together, and after feeding them, put them in the incubator. Only after seeing that the two "chicks" were huddled together and not fighting did she feel relieved.
After having lunch, with plenty of time to spare, the two strolled leisurely along the path.
How was your day at the company?
They opened their mouths almost simultaneously.
Shan Song smiled and pulled Tong Zhao closer with his arm: "I'm doing pretty well. Zhou Xinlin is angry but dares not speak out now, he's quite easy to bully. What about you? Didn't you say that your agent is annoying? Did he say anything about you?"
Tong Zhao said nonchalantly, "The company's agent has completely left me to my own devices, but it's always been like this. I find roles myself, it's pretty much the same."
"He was sneaking glances at my ring today. He must think I married an ordinary person. He's not putting on airs at all. He used to dislike me, but his tone was always so obsequious." Tong Zhao muttered to herself, "I wonder if he saw the car Uncle Tie drove to pick me up. Will he regret being so rude to me?"
"Then next time, let Uncle Tie get an even more expensive one." Shan Song expressed his absolute support for his wife to give them a good slap in the face.
Tong Zhao pondered for a moment: "If he really did that, he would think I was just renting someone to save face. That kind of person definitely only trusts his own judgment."
“Then let’s make the engagement public,” Shan Song said.
"I've already handed out the wedding candies. News travels fast these days. Even though I'm not very famous, I have a lot of scandals. Almost everyone in the industry probably knows I'm getting married, they just don't know who I'm marrying."
Tong Zhao hesitated for a moment: "Isn't it inconvenient to go public now?"
"There's nothing inconvenient about it."
"Let's wait a bit. Once I switch to Qi Yan's company, if we go public now, Li Shan will definitely use you as a gimmick for publicity, and she might even interfere with my acting. It will be harder to terminate the contract then," Tong Zhao said in a conciliatory tone.
Shan Song thought he made sense: "I'll listen to you, I support your decision."
Tong Zhao smiled with narrowed eyes and hugged Shan Song's arm tightly.
After taking another stroll, Shan Song said, "Let's go back and get some exercise."
Tong Zhao's face flushed, and she glared at him, wondering why he would say such things outdoors.
"Hey!" Tong Zhao exclaimed in surprise, shaking her hands to support herself on Shan Song's shoulders to maintain her balance.
This person actually grabbed him by the thighs and lifted him up.
Tong Zhao realized that since they got together, Shan Song hadn't been so considerate. Before, he would deliberately avoid certain places when they were close together, but now he would just casually put his hand on her and occasionally even pinch her.
"It itches~" Tong Zhao whispered.
"Go home to relieve the itch."
"..." Tong Zhao remained silent.
For the next few days, Tong Zhao had nothing else to do but stay at home and work on the audition script. Since she didn't have to get up early, Shan Song inevitably became a little more unrestrained in the evenings.
One day is fine, two days is barely acceptable, three days, four days...
"I can't go today, I have to audition tomorrow!" Tong Zhao said sternly, her face tense.
Dan Song chuckled to himself, wanting to test his wife's learning progress, but he found that his wife was actually not very good at refusing him at this time. She would only refuse him directly when she was extremely unable to stand it, and at other times she would try to find an excuse.
For example, today I have to go to work. It's such a legitimate reason, and I feel confident saying it like a college student asking for leave.
What else could Shan Song do but approve the leave slip: "Then remember to make it up to me when you get back, wife?"
"..." Tong Zhao pursed his lips, and after a long while uttered two words: "It depends on the situation."
Dan Song was amused by his answer and laughed for a long time until the little omega's face turned half red with embarrassment before replying, "Okay, we'll see."
The next day, Tong Zhao got up very early. He had been getting up late for the past few days, and getting up early this early made him yawn a lot.
Upon entering the living room, Shan Song had just returned from his morning run, followed by a young female Alpha dressed in a bodyguard-style outfit.
"Going so early?" Shan Song wasn't familiar with the audition rules and was a little surprised to see him there so early.
"Sometimes the time will be changed at the last minute. If you go early, you won't miss the opportunity, but you'll have to wait a little longer. You can wait in the car and go over when the time comes."
Shan Song paused for a moment, then said, "Uncle Xu, bring Zhao Zhao more food."
Uncle Xu calmly replied, "Yes, everything's ready: two bento boxes, snacks, fruit, fruit tea, coffee, a script, markers, pens, sticky notes, a mirror, a makeup bag, mouthwash, tissues, wet wipes, a phone, a tablet, a power bank, sunscreen, hand cream, sunglasses, a hat, and a mask..."
"..." Tong Zhao found that Xu Bo's speech was quite good.
After reciting the menu for a while, Uncle Xu, without even catching his breath, asked, "Is there anything else Young Master Zhao Zhao needs?"
Tong Zhao shook his head with a complicated expression: "It's just an audition, you don't need to bring so much stuff."
"Have your assistant take care of it, so you can have something to eat and rest if you have to wait too long. Will there be anywhere to sit? Uncle Xu, find a folding chair to put in the car," Shan Song instructed.
"..." Not quite.
Dan Song, seemingly lost in thought, quickly went up the stairs, not forgetting to remind Zhao Zhao, "Zhao Zhao, eat first."
"Oh." What is he preparing for him now? Tong Zhao sighed as she watched Shan Song's retreating figure, but a secret joy suddenly welled up inside her.
After a while, he took a step toward the dining table, but suddenly remembered something and looked up.
The young lady next to him introduced herself when he looked over: "Young Master Zhao Zhao, hello, I am Wen Wen, you can call me Xiao Wen. I will be your assistant from now on."
"Ah, hello, Xiaowen... Sister?"
Wen Wen flashed a perfect eight-tooth smile: "Young Master Zhao Zhao, you don't need to be so polite, just call me Xiao Wen."
She seems to have a cheerful and lively personality, so she should be easy to get along with. The person Shan Song found is definitely reliable. Tong Zhao whispered, "Xiao Wen, please don't call me Young Master Zhao Zhao when you're out."
After thinking for a moment, I said, "Just call me by my full name, or Zhaozhao is fine too."
“Yes, Young Master Zhao Zhao.” Wen Wen added, “I will correct it when we’re out.”
"..." Okay!
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