Chapter 31 "My husband is very fierce"
Song Xi glanced over and saw that the tie was clearly worn neatly around Jingzhuo's neck.
I guess I borrowed it temporarily.
She is not such a stingy person.
Just a tie.
Jing Zhuo pinched his brows and asked, "Did your bestie complain to you?"
Song Xi smiled and said, "He Ning has no ill intentions. She is just afraid that her elder brother will affect our relationship. But don't take it to heart. What I give you is yours. You have the right to dispose of it."
Jing Zhuo lowered his head, slowly took off his tie, folded it, and put it into his inside pocket.
"Don't worry, I won't let anyone touch the gift you gave me."
He made it sound like a lifelong promise.
Song Xi's heart felt a little numb, as if he had been electrocuted.
It seems that the cake in my mouth is sweeter.
She unwrapped another small cake and pushed it in front of Jing Zhuo: "Would you like some?"
Jing Zhuo shook his head: "I'm trying to lose weight and control my sugar intake. I bought both for you."
"You have such a great figure, why do you still need to lose weight and control your blood sugar?" Song Xi was shocked.
"Controlling sugar intake will not make you age easily."
It's hard to imagine him saying this seriously.
"But you look very young, with good bone structure and tender skin. You don't look old at all." Song Xi praised him sincerely.
When he wears a suit on weekdays, his aura tends to be majestic and indifferent.
But after taking a shower at night, with his wet short hair hanging down to cover his eyebrows and eyes, he looked no different from a young boy.
"Are you satisfied?" Jing Zhuo suddenly asked her.
Song Xi looked at his handsome face, which she had never forgotten, and nodded more solemnly this time: "Very satisfied."
Jing Zhuo lowered his head and smiled, pushing the other small cake to her: "As long as you don't mind my age."
That's what I said.
Such a young handsome guy, even more handsome than Zhang Hexing, how dare she look down on him! ?
After eating the cake, Song Xi continued to pack her travel supplies.
Tomorrow's flight is very early, so she needs to wash up and go to bed early.
No kissing tonight.
After dinner, Jing Zhuo continued his night run. When he came back, the light in the master bedroom was off.
A dreamless night.
At 5 o'clock the next day, Song Xi woke up from the alarm clock and washed up. When she came out of the bedroom, she saw the man was already in the living room.
It was still dark in the early morning. He was wearing a white sweatshirt and jeans, with his hair hanging lazily in front of his forehead, looking very youthful.
Seeing her come out, Jing Zhuo stood up and pushed her two big boxes to the entrance door.
"I'll drive you to the airport."
It turned out that he got up early to wait for her.
"No need to bother. I can just take a taxi and the company will reimburse the fare."
Jiushu Community is nearly an hour and a half away from the airport, which means three hours round trip. Song Xi felt that it was too much of a hassle for others.
Jing Zhuo had already changed his shoes at the door and handed her a hot breakfast.
"Here, eat in the car."
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Five minutes later, Song Xi sat in a stable Bentley, chewing on fragrant corn, drinking hot milk, and rushing to the airport in the light blue morning light.
I used to always travel alone on business trips, always in a hurry.
She didn't dare to relax too much in the car, let alone eat, for fear of contaminating the taxi with a strange smell. It seemed that every stage of her life was just a short and tense one.
But at this moment, she seemed to feel...wherever Jing Zhuo was, even his car felt like a safe home.
Jingzhuo's timing was just right, and when he arrived at the airport, other colleagues were already waiting outside.
The sky was gray. Jing Zhuo unbuckled his seat belt, opened the door and got out of the car. He went around to the trunk to help her carry out the two suitcases and then walked them to her colleague.
Jing Zhuo left a message: "Send me a text message before you board the plane, and let me know you're safe after you get off the plane."
"good."
The two of them exchanged a few words, and Jing Zhuo drove away.
The colleagues standing by were collectively shocked.
"Sister Xi, who was that handsome guy just now? Is he your boyfriend? Are you dating a college student?"
Song Xi coughed and said, "My husband."
"You're actually married?" Ye Zi beside her exclaimed in shock. "I can't believe you're already entering the marriage grave at such a young age. I thought you were single like the rest of us."
There are many young people and celebrities in the company. They all advocate freedom, happiness and self-indulgence, and feel that marriage is a bondage.
It seems that there are no married people like Song Xi, except for big bosses over 40.
Song Xi turned the wedding ring on her ring finger and said to herself, "I think marriage is not a grave, it is a home that can support a person."
At least, that's how she feels now.
"By the way, that Bentley looked so familiar." Ye Zi had already changed the subject. "It seems that the boss who visited our company before also drove one. It looks quite similar to your husband's."
Song Xi laughed and said, "Maybe the capital is full of overbearing CEOs. You can run into one every three or five steps."
A few people chatted and laughed as they went to the security checkpoint.
Before boarding the plane, Song Xi took out his cell phone and sent a WeChat message to Jing Zhuo.
After getting off the plane, she reported that she was safe.
There were two simple replies: "Received."
Although the words are short, every sentence has a response.
He's a person who easily makes people feel safe.
Song Xi put away his phone and threw himself into his work.
The actor in this shoot is a second-tier star who recently became popular for his role as a domineering CEO in an urban romance drama.
There have been a lot of scandals about him recently. He doesn't have a good reputation. He is a playboy, lustful, and has affairs with both men and women. He also acts like a big shot.
As a photographer, Song Xi just kept taking pictures.
Occasionally, I need to lie on the beach, find various tricky angles, and comply with the requirements of the other party's studio to photograph their artists with a domineering temperament.
"Photographer sister, are you almost done shooting? Are you hot? I'll buy you a cup of coffee later."
When Lu Zhihan saw Song Xi's face, he couldn't take his eyes off it.
There are many beauties in the circle, and he has dated many of them, but this is the first one who is so naturally beautiful, has excellent bone structure, and exudes a serious and focused functional beauty.
Lu Zhihan was controlled.
Song Xi replied to him in a formal manner while checking the photo album.
"There's one last set today, and we'll call it a day after we finish filming."
Lu Zhihan raised his eyebrows and said, "Have coffee after work?"
"Sorry, I don't drink coffee in the evening."
"How about I treat you to dinner?" Lu Zhihan was still unwilling to give up. "Don't you say that photographers need to understand a person's soul to take amazing photos? How can you take good photos of me if you don't get to know me better?"
"Why don't you come to my room tonight and we can have a good chat."
Lu Zhihan couldn't help but raise his hand and put his arm on Song Xi's shoulder in a familiar manner. At first glance, they seemed to be very familiar friends, without any flaws.
Song Xi tilted his head, glanced at the thin arm on his shoulder, and spoke calmly.
"My husband is very fierce."
She said, "I advise you to take your hands away properly, otherwise if he sees you, he will chop off your hands."
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