Chapter 77 Song Huaijing is not a man like her father

Jiang Jingcheng herself had no experience and no elders to help. Although Song Huaijing said he would prepare, Jiang Jingcheng felt that it would be better for her to prepare more snacks herself.

After all, Zheng Huixin has been married for more than half a year, so she should be able to give me some advice.

"Let's go, let's go!" Zheng Huixin hurriedly pulled Jiang Jingcheng away.

The two went to the mall and started choosing a suitable gift.

Based on Jiang Jingcheng's financial resources and the preferences of the two elders of the Song family, a shawl was finally chosen for Ms. Tan Ruolin and a tea cake was chosen for Song Hongwei.

As for Grandma Song, she is not in City A now but traveling around the world. Jiang Jingcheng cannot see her this time and has no preparations.

Logically speaking, Zheng Huixin and Song Huailin will definitely go back tomorrow. If Jiang Jingcheng had some etiquette, he should have prepared something for Zheng Huixin.

But their relationship is different, so there is no need for that.

But Jiang Jingcheng still asked Zheng Huixin, "What do you want? I'll buy it for you too."

Zheng Huixin thought about it seriously and said, "Please treat me to a meal!"

Jiang Jingcheng was speechless. What kind of gift is this?

However, Zheng Huixin did not give Jiang Jingcheng the chance to choose. She said that she could no longer walk around and dragged Jiang Jingcheng to eat.

The two of them went to a restaurant they often frequented, and ate and chatted in a private room, as if they had endless things to talk about.

"Our wedding room is very close. We pass by the door every day when we go out and come back." Zheng Huixin was very happy. She laughed for so long that her face was almost stiff. But when she thought about this, she couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Jingcheng was also very happy, but when he heard Zheng Huixin say "our wedding room", he didn't know why, he always felt something was strange.

“Our wedding room” refers to her and Zheng Huixin, or her and Song Huaijing?

It seems both are fine.

"When I have nothing to do, I can find you. We can have a meal together, play games together, or..."

"You can do whatever you want!"

Zheng Huixin was very excited. After all, just thinking about this made her happy, especially happy.

Because Jiang Jingcheng couldn't have dinner with him tonight, Song Huaijing simply worked overtime in the company. Seeing that it was almost time, he sent a message to Jiang Jingcheng.

After receiving the reply, Song Huaijing left the company and drove to pick up Jiang Jingcheng.

It was almost ten o'clock when Song Huaijing arrived at the destination, and Jiang Jingcheng and Zheng Huixin came out of the restaurant.

When Song Huaijing saw Zheng Huixin, he called her politely, "Sister-in-law."

Zheng Huixin found it a little funny and responded calmly, then looked at Jiang Jingcheng again.

Although Song Huaijing and Song Huailin always like to show off, Song Huaijing has always been polite to Zheng Huixin. Every time they meet, he calls her "sister-in-law" in a proper manner.

There is definitely no intimacy, but the respect that should be given is no less.

But now Zheng Huixin could clearly feel that Song Huaijing's attitude towards her had become a little gentler.

The reason.

Of course it was because of Jiang Jingcheng. Song Huaijing was very good at observing people's expressions and had already noticed that her relationship with Jiang Jingcheng was not ordinary.

Zheng Huixin said with a smile: "Go back, see you tomorrow."

"Yes." Jiang Jingcheng nodded, "When you get home, remember to send me a message."

"I understand." Zheng Huixin said without further delay and got into the car.

After watching Zheng Huixin leave, Jiang Jingcheng and Song Huaijing got in the car and left.

On the way, Jiang Jingcheng told Song Huaijing about the gifts he prepared for Tan Ruolin and Song Hongwei, "I don't know if uncle and aunt will like them."

"You chose it yourself, of course they like it." Song Huaijing said confidently. After all, what they lacked was not a gift at all.

Jiang Jingcheng looked at Song Huaijing helplessly. Sometimes she didn't know why Song Huaijing was so good at coaxing people. He always praised her in every possible way, as if everyone would like her.

Without listening to Jiang Jingcheng's words, Song Huaijing took the time to look at Jiang Jingcheng while driving, and then saw her helpless look.

Song Huaijing smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. My mother will definitely like you. I can't say for sure about my father, but he focuses almost all his attention on work and doesn't care about other things."

"Do you know what the most important point is?" Song Huaijing stopped at a red light, looked sideways at Jiang Jingcheng and asked seriously.

Jiang Jingcheng also looked at Song Huaijing seriously, obviously wanting to know what the "most important point" he mentioned was.

Song Huaijing smiled arrogantly and said, "No one can control me. As long as I want to do something, there is nothing I can't do."

When Song Huaijing finished speaking, the green light had come on. He turned around and continued driving, but Jiang Jingcheng continued to look at Song Huaijing in the same way as before.

I don’t know which words pierced Jiang Jingcheng’s heart. At first, her heart felt tingling, and then her whole body felt tingling. She even felt her eyes were a little hot.

Jiang Jingcheng came back to her senses, took a deep breath, swallowed her dry throat, and tried to keep herself calm.

Finally, Jiang Jingcheng raised the corners of his mouth and smiled faintly.

Song Huaijing is not a man like her father.

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The next day.

Jiang Jingcheng's original plan was to get up early, but Song Huaijing said that they were going to the Song family for dinner and there was no need to get up early.

But Jiang Jingcheng was already awake. She told Song Huaijing, "I can't sleep now."

It was a rare day that Song Huaijing didn't get up early for morning exercises, and he was still a little sleepy. When he heard Jiang Jingcheng's words, he raised his eyes and looked at Jiang Jingcheng for a long time.

Jiang Jingcheng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Song Huaijing. She frowned slightly and asked Song Huaijing, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Song Huaijing stared at him and said in a hoarse voice: "Since you can't sleep, let's do something else!"

Last night, Jiang Jingcheng used the excuse that he wanted to go to the Song family in a good condition today, saying that he wanted to rest early and rejected some of Song Huaijing's invitations.

Since he couldn't sleep and was in such good spirits at the moment, Song Huaijing naturally didn't want to let him go.

Jiang Jingcheng choked up, but there was no way he could refuse Song Huaijing.

In the end, Song Huaijing woke up refreshed, but Jiang Jingcheng was so tired that he had no strength left and wrapped himself in the quilt, unwilling to move at all.

While lying there, the person who was originally unable to sleep fell asleep again.

When Jiang Jingcheng opened his eyes again in a daze, he smelled a strange smell before he regained consciousness.

It was a burnt smell. Jiang Jingcheng frowned, feeling something strange.

After being stunned for a while, especially when the burnt smell became more and more obvious, Jiang Jingcheng finally came to his senses.