Chapter 100 This Family Can't Live Without Xibao
When everyone was there, they drove home.
On the way, Song Xi sat in the passenger seat, took out photos from the album, adjusted them, added filters, and posted them on WeChat Moments.
The caption reads: "Taking a break from the busy busy busy busy!"
Then I saw the post above was from Jingzhuo’s Moments 20 minutes ago.
It is still a nine-square grid.
The photos on all four sides are of her alone and in profile, and in the middle is a photo of them lying on the grass and making cool gestures.
Caption: "Photo taken for my wife"
It turns out that he secretly took so many photos of her.
No beauty, no composition, no filters...
Emmmm is her ugliest look.
Song Xi's mood switched back and forth between happiness and complexity.
Good news: My husband is a great man.
Bad news: All they posted were ugly photos of her.
The news is hard to explain: he himself may think it is quite beautiful.
Song Xi looked at it for a long time and decided to give him support and encouragement, so he gave him a thumbs up with his finger.
As for photography skills... I'll work on them next time.
Near noon, the SUV stopped at the entrance of Millennium Park.
Song Xi returned to the living room while blocking the scorching sun.
"Auntie, we are back~"
As soon as she entered the door, she saw a familiar figure sitting on the sofa. The girl was holding Guaiguai in her arms, with Qiqi lying at her feet. She raised her beautiful eyes and looked at her quietly.
Their eyes met.
Zhang Hening: "You have changed. You have another dog."
Song Xi: “…”
"You went out to play without me." Zhang Hening's eyes were filled with resentment. "I saw it all. Your circle of friends was so lively, and even Chu Tang's sister was there. When you were playing with her, did you ever think about me who was miserable at home?"
Song Xi felt guilty about her accusation and was sweating profusely.
She hurriedly sat over and shook Zhang Hening's arm to coax him.
"I'm not, I didn't. I was just pretending to play with them, but I'm really playing with you."
Zhang Hening: "Hmph!"
As they were talking, Jing Zhuo came in carrying the equipment. Zhang Hening glanced at him and looked even more resentful.
"You've changed too. You're not going to want me anymore."
Jing Zhuo: “?”
"You added me using your work account and lied to me that it was your exclusive private account." Zhang Hening was furious. "I said my sister saw your Moments on Cen Jin's phone, but I couldn't access it. After checking the account, I realized it was your work account!"
Jing Zhuo didn't move his brows and put the equipment in the tool room. He didn't want to pay attention to her, but when he saw Song Xi's surprised look, he spoke back.
"Why don't you think about what you did with my private number."
Zhang Hening: "Didn't he just push you to someone else when he was drunk?"
She said confidently, "You're a financial sponsor for my second brother, and you're a financial sponsor for others, too. Wouldn't it be nice for me to sign a few more artists for you? They're all handsome, cool, and noble."
"How arrogant of you to send me a short gay video showing breasts, legs and anus." Jing Zhuo said coldly.
Zhang Hening: "Impossible."
"He harassed me in the middle of the night and said disgusting things in his throat."
Zhang Hening: "I don't believe it!"
"And let me fuck them."
Zhang Hening: "Really?"
Jing Zhuo rolled up his sleeves and twisted his wrist: "Come on, I promise I won't beat you to death."
Zhang Hening's face changed and he retreated reflexively.
"I suddenly remembered that I have something to do at home, so I have to work overtime. I'm so busy, I'll go back first. Bye!"
After she finished speaking, she stuffed Guaiguai into Song Xi's arms, and holding the huge Qiqi, the man and the dog ran away quickly.
Song Xi shouted from behind: "Don't you want to have lunch?"
“No.”
There was the sound of an engine outside, but it soon disappeared.
The living room returned to silence. Song Xi was stunned for a moment, turned his head, hugged Guaiguai, and looked at him curiously with his big round eyes.
"Really?"
Jing Zhuo: “…”
He didn't want to talk about this kind of issue that would make people's defenses collapse just by thinking about it.
"I blocked and deleted them all." Jing Zhuo said with a dark face, "I didn't sign any of them."
Of course Song Xi knew this.
Because she heard about it, Zhang Hexing's agency signed Zhang Hexing.
Even Mishima's major shareholder was the original "financial sponsor" who invested in Mishima for Zhang Hexing's full-scale endorsement promotional images.
It seems that Zhang Hexing really has a good brother.
He Ning, you should also have a good brother.
"Since you've blocked and deleted her, why don't you... add her back."
Song Xi spoke for the eldest daughter of the family.
"Otherwise she would be so sad, thinking that both of us were isolating her."
Being isolated by her best friend and brother at the same time, one of them refused to play with her and the other lied to her with his work number, Song Xi felt a little pity for He Ning.
Jing Zhuo's fear of being dominated by a sexy and greasy man has not dissipated.
I heard that Zhang Hening would be added back.
He started to get scared.
Song Xi quickly added, "And now you have a wife. I, your wife, will always keep an eye on Zhang Hening and won't allow her to push any men or women who have ideas or want to tease you!"
This sounds pretty good.
The sense of security is also full.
Jing Zhuo pursed the corners of his lips, then raised them up and pursed them again.
He took out his cell phone and gave it to Song Xi.
"The password is the door lock code of Jiushu Apartment. You can use it as you like."
His password is: 000777?
It’s really simple.
Song Xi entered the password, unlocked it, then found the private WeChat on the interface, clicked search, skillfully entered a string of mobile phone numbers, and sent a friend request to Zhang Hening.
They didn't agree for a long time.
Song Xi added again, adding, "Gouzi, it's me."
It passed in seconds.
Then a "Hmph!"
Song Xi secretly sent her a voice message: "Your big brother agreed to add you, don't be angry, we all love you, you are the best dog, muah~"
Zhang Hening didn't believe that her elder brother was so kind.
It was probably Xibao who pulled her back.
This family cannot be without Xibao.
They were all playing pretend, only Xibao and she were playing for real.
Zhang Hening took a deep breath and replied calmly:
"The revolution has not yet succeeded, comrades still need to work hard."
Fight, my Xi, and wait for you to succeed and help me get promoted!
Song Xi: "Work overtime well, bye."
…
After lunch, there is still plenty of time.
The happiness of having a weekend off is reflected.
In the afternoon, Song Xi played with the cats and dogs for a while and fed them two cat snacks and a large bone chew stick.
I persuaded two cat-and-dog fights.
He also worked with Jingzhuo to water the flowers, apply fertilizer, and loosen the soil in the garden.
The working people are the most glorious!
Auntie left at noon as she was on vacation today. In the evening, Jingzhuo cooked a Chinese meal himself.
Stir-fry, stew, make soup, and also have a cold dish.
He really can cook, not just in bed.
Song Xi took a bite and gave him a thumbs up.
This skill and this taste are much better than some aspects of cooking skills!
"I'll cook next Sunday and we'll take turns."
Song Xi said, "We can't let you work alone. Husband and wife work together, and the work won't be tiring."
Jing Zhuo listened to her words and the corners of his lips curled up again.
"Okay, I'll help you next week."
After dinner, Song Xi took the initiative to wash the dishes and threw them into the dishwasher.
I played for two days and it was quite fulfilling.
She went into the bathroom, took a nice shower, dried her hair, and climbed into bed in her pajamas.
As soon as I lay down, I saw Jing Zhuo leaning against the head of the bed again, taking out his tablet and opening the study materials.
Song Xi: “…”
How come there is still stock?
The next second, Jing Zhuo grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.
"I understand." Jing Zhuo said suddenly.
"What?"
"My job is not good, and you are not satisfied enough, so your limit is only 3 times each time. If you exceed... you will cry and refuse to do it no matter what."
Song Xi: “?”
As he spoke, he swiped his finger to find the latest video.
"This time, we will give feedback while practicing, and strive to increase the number of times."
Song Xi's pupils trembled: "No..."
"Yes."
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