Chapter 221 The Little Master of Revenge is Online
The engagement date is the first day of the twelfth lunar month.
It is a good time to get married, move, or buy a new house.
The night before, the whole family cleaned the He residence spotlessly and hung up festive decorations, making it auspicious and lively.
Zhang Hening took over the entire living room, trying on her engagement dresses one by one. Song Xi assisted her by helping her adjust the hem of her dress, zip it up, take pictures, and praise her.
At two o'clock in the morning, the two best friends finally calmed down.
Song Xi returned to the room briefly, rummaged through the cabinet, picked up a small mahogany box, and left quickly again.
Jing Zhuo leaned on the bed and couldn't help shouting, "Wife, don't you want to sleep?"
"You go to sleep, I won't be back tonight, good night~"
With a bang, the door was closed.
“…”
Opposite the door, on the furry French carpet.
Song Xi sat down cross-legged, took out the box like a treasure, and handed it to Zhang Hening.
"Here, a gift."
Zhang Hening was curious and opened the box. Inside the heavy mahogany box lay a emerald green and transparent jade bracelet.
The bracelet looks old, and the floating flowers are as beautiful as ribbons.
She had never seen it in Song Xi's jewelry box.
"Dog, did you hide it secretly?"
Song Xi smiled and said, "This bracelet was left to me by my mother. There are a pair. She kept them in a safe deposit box at the bank without anyone knowing. When I turned 24, the bank secretly notified me to go and collect them."
"Although I don't know why my mother left me a pair of bracelets, I feel that they belong to us, so we each have one."
"I want to give it to you on the day of your engagement."
"Even if we each get married and have our own families in the future, we will still be the best of sisters and that will never change."
Zhang Hening's eyes were red.
She lowered her head, took out the emerald green jade bracelet and put it on her hand.
Perfect size, very beautiful and safe.
She fell down and lay beside Song Xi's legs, her voice hoarse and a little choked.
"Well, we are the best in the world."
Song Xi also fell down, and leaned his head against hers, looking up at the beautiful starry sky.
"Ningning, you must be happy."
"You too." Zhang Hening said, "We all want happiness."
Before I knew it, a year had passed.
This year has been a fantastic year.
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The engagement party arrived as scheduled.
The bride was beautiful and the groom was handsome, and the well-matched couple became a legend in the capital on the first day of the twelfth lunar month.
Half of the people in Beijing came.
At the banquet, Cen Jin raised his glass and sighed: "This first glass is for myself. After all the ups and downs, I finally got married. I can finally look forward to a better life in the future."
Xie Qingcheng felt the same way and clinked glasses with him.
"Same respect."
At the same table, Jing Zhuo raised his glass and silently followed suit.
The men at the table were silent, just clinking glasses and drinking.
The engagement party was a great success.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the guests left and the curtain fell.
According to the custom in the capital, after the banquet, everyone goes back home.
But special circumstances can be treated specially.
For example, if the groom has no home, Aunt Wang would have prepared a private room for him to live in long-term at Hezhai a long time ago.
Song Shiqian drove Zhang Hening back.
After a tiring day and drinking some wine, Zhang Hening had dark circles under his eyes. He went upstairs to rest and slammed the door shut.
Song Shiqian endured this thought all night.
I was hit in the nose by her tightly closed door: "..."
He suspected that the little girl was still holding a grudge.
"Sir, it's getting late. You should get some rest."
Aunt Wang passed by and pointed to his room.
There are many people in the Zhang family.
Song Xi and Jing Zhuo are here tonight, and Zhang Hexing has also come back to stay.
The rooms are full.
Song Shiqian glanced at his watch and said, "No, I have something else to do. I'll go back to the apartment tonight."
"Then be careful on the road."
"Okay, thank you Aunt Wang."
He nodded and thanked him, then left He's house alone.
Zhang Hening didn't act up tonight and fell asleep quickly because he was too tired.
Jingzhuo took a shower, made his bed, drove away the cats and dogs, and waited for his wife seriously.
After waiting for a long time for Song Xi to come out of the bathroom and dry her hair, he just reached out to hug her, but was pushed away by Song Xi.
"Well, I have some work tonight that needs to be dealt with promptly, so I won't sleep with you."
"Whatever work, I'll do it with you."
"No, I don't like having people around me while I work. So, you sleep by yourself~"
After Song Xi finished speaking, he grabbed his coat and put it on, then went out to the study.
The back figure looks sneaky.
A few minutes later, Jing Zhuo followed her suspiciously and found that she had locked the door and was alone in the study.
“…”
Jing Zhuo frowned, and a sentence flashed through his mind.
My wife has a secret.
…
The next day, Zhang Hening woke up from his sleep and breathed a sigh of relief.
My head still feels heavy.
She was very happy yesterday and had many friends over, so everyone came over to toast her.
When she was happy, she drank too much.
But... there is also an intentional element in it.
Humph, the little master of holding grudges is online.
Song Shiqian!
You ignored me before in Sucheng, but now I am out of your reach!
Just don’t do it, don’t do it, don’t do it.
You'll be so anxious.
Ding~
The phone rang and I received a message.
Zhang Hening opened WeChat and saw a picture sent by Song Shiqian.
It was a pile of thick red envelopes and gifts.
Song Shiqian: "I received a lot of red envelopes, but I don't want to count them. Do you want some?"
Zhang Hening replied immediately: "Yes!"
Song Shiqian: "Come and get it."
There were piles of red envelopes waving at her, and being late even for a second would be disrespectful to the red envelopes.
Zhang Hening immediately got up from the bed, washed up, and drove to his apartment.
Arrive as quickly as possible.
She didn't knock on the door, but unlocked it with her fingerprint. She took off her shoes at the entrance, changed into slippers and walked in.
"Where's the red envelope?"
Song Shiqian seemed to have just taken a shower, his hair was damp and he was wearing a long bathrobe. When he saw her coming, he casually pointed to the bedroom.
"In bed."
Zhang Hening ran into the master bedroom excitedly and saw a thick pile of red envelopes in the middle of the bed. There were so many of them that they were impossible to count, and each one contained a thick pile of money.
Very friendly to people who love money.
She sat on the bed with a grin and started unpacking.
There was no money in the first bag, and a small, tinfoil-wrapped object was poured out.
Zhang Hening: “?”
What's this?
Behind her, the man came in, closed the door, untied the bathrobe, and stepped onto the bed.
The next second, the thing in his hand was taken away.
Zhang Hening turned her head and saw a male model's good figure, with his bathrobe open, and his broad shoulders, narrow waist, and clearly defined abdominal muscles all caught her eye.
She looked up and met her fiancé's eyes.
Song Shiqian's eyes were deep, dark, and straightforward, like a hunter whose long-awaited prey had finally taken the bait.
He approached slowly, calmly and steadily, yet with great determination, supporting the person under him and giving him a final appreciation.
"What are you doing?" Zhang Hening's eyelids twitched.
"What do you think?"
Song Shiqian pinched her little face, his voice deep and hoarse.
"I told you to sleep well yesterday. Did you get enough sleep?"
"I'm going to start now that I've had enough sleep."
Zhang Hening lost his balance and was pinned down by him into a pile of red envelopes.
“Hmm—”
The legal and compliant, intolerable, sleepless fiancé—pressed on.
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