Chapter 336 As long as you want, my identity can change at any time



Chapter 336 As long as you want, my identity can change at any time

Qian Zixuan tried to persuade her earnestly for a long time, basically saying that she was not young anymore and should get married as soon as possible.

Even more nagging than her parents.

If Song Ling didn't know that she meant well, she really wanted to hang up the phone.

After a few perfunctory words, Qian Zixuan finally hung up the phone.

Song Ling let out a long breath.

After looking up at the ceiling for a while, she turned her head to look towards the kitchen.

Shang Wufang was wearing an apron and cooking in an orderly manner.

When they were together, she had eaten the dishes cooked by Shang Wufang, which were very delicious.

Shang Wufang said that several brothers in his family can cook.

She lamented that the Shang family had raised their sons so well that they even taught them how to cook.

She could rely on her looks, family background, and abilities, but she can also cook.

It adds to the charm.

It really doesn't give other men any chance to survive.

It’s good that Shang Wu let go.

They just weren't the right fit.

Song Ling thought about it for a while, then rewound the movie and started watching it from the beginning.

I was so busy chatting with Qian Zixuan that I didn't look at it carefully.

An hour later.

Shang Wufang opened the kitchen door and brought out the dishes.

Song Ling pressed the pause button, got up and went to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

Shang Wufang made a winter melon and pork ribs soup, and Song Ling felt hungry just by smelling the aroma.

I reached out to pick it up, but as soon as my hand touched the bowl, it got burned and I pulled it back.

She hissed.

Shang Wufang turned around nervously: "What happened? Did you get burned?"

Song Ling nodded embarrassedly.

Shang Wufang lowered his eyes: "Don't move, I'll do it."

He strode into the dining room, put down his bowl and chopsticks, turned back, and grabbed Song Ling's hand: "Where did you burn?"

Song Ling retracted her hand: "It's okay, I can retract it quickly."

Just a little burning pain, no major issues.

Shang Wufang pursed his lips, his dark eyes fixed on her: "Go sit down, I'll serve."

Song Ling wanted to say that she was not that delicate, it was just a burn.

Still, Shang Wufang pushed him out of the kitchen.

She had no choice but to go to the restaurant and sit and wait for food.

Shang Wufang walked back and forth several times, and finally sat down: "Eat."

Song Ling had been wanting to eat for a long time, but she felt embarrassed to do so. After all, Shang Wufang had been busy for a long time, and it would be bad not to wait for him.

The two ate quietly.

Shang Wufang filled a bowl of soup and placed it in front of her.

Song Ling glanced at him and said, "Thank you!"

Shang Wufang raised his eyebrows: "If you like it, I can make it for you often."

Song Ling: "How can I trouble you so much? You are my boss."

Shang Wufang: "As long as you want, my identity can be changed at any time."

Song Ling said nothing.

Shang Wufang didn't follow up on this question.

It’s not easy to get Song Ling to accept him again.

But he has plenty of patience.

After dinner, Song Ling collected the dishes and put them in the dishwasher.

Shang Wufang cleaned the table.

After putting the bowl away, Song Ling turned around and bumped into Shang Wufang, hitting him in the chest.

The atmosphere became a little ambiguous.

Shang Wufang stared at her with a pair of dark eyes, with a familiar fire in them.

Song Ling's eyes flashed and she hurried out of the kitchen.

It was already two o'clock in the afternoon when Qiao Doudou woke up from his nap.

She pouts and looks for her parents.

Song Ling held him in her arms and coaxed him for a long time.

Later, she and Shang Wufang played with him for a while, and Qiao Doudou's mood improved.

Shang Wufang and Qiao Doudou stayed until it was almost dark before going back.

In the meantime, Song Ling cooked a pot of vegetable and lean meat porridge for Qiao Doudou, and the little guy ate it with relish.

She saw it on a website that said this porridge is suitable for children.

Shang Wufang made two bowls of noodles as dinner for the two of them.

After dinner, Song Ling saw that it was getting late outside and said, "Take Doudou back."

Speaking of which, Shang Wuyou and Fu Tanxiu were really confident in Shang Wufang. They let him take care of their son for a whole day without even calling him to ask about him.

They were not afraid that Shang Wufang was unreliable and might hurt their son.

Shang Wufang decided to quit while he was ahead, packed up Qiao Doudou's things, and left with him in his arms.

Standing at the door, he grabbed Qiao Doudou's little hand and waved to Song Ling.

"Goodbye Aunt Ling. We'll come and play with Aunt Ling next time."

Song Ling glanced at Shang Wufang and did not refute him.

He smiled gently at Qiao Doudou: "Doudou, goodbye!"

Shang Wufang brought Qiao Doudou home, but didn't see Fu Tanxiu and Shang Wuyou. He asked, "Are they back yet?"

Sister Zeng took Qiao Doudou and held her in her arms. "Miss called back and said she wanted to go to the movies with Mr. Fu, and then go to the fountain show, and then come back."

Shang Wufang said nothing.

Considering that Fu Tanxiu had tipped him off last time and lent him his son, he stopped complaining about him.

on Monday.

Zhong Yihao went to Bofang Media to find Song Ling.

Song Ling felt sorry for Zhong Yihao because of what happened on Saturday, as she almost got him beaten.

She needed to explain.

In Zhong Yihao's mind, he would think that she has a boyfriend and is going on a blind date with him.

Such behavior is shameful.

"Zhong Yihao, I'm sorry about what happened yesterday."

Zhong Yihao waved his hand: "It's okay, are you having a conflict with your boyfriend?"

Song Ling: "He's not my boyfriend, he's... my ex-boyfriend."

Zhong Yihao was stunned for a moment and said, "He doesn't seem to want to break up."

Song Ling got a headache when she talked about Shang Wufang: "Let's not talk about him for now, let's talk about the contract. I have some questions for you first, you'd better answer me honestly."

"If you are honest with me, our future cooperation will go smoothly. I can also help you if you encounter any emergencies."

Zhong Yihao nodded: "I understand, go ahead and ask."

Song Ling is his great benefactor, and he tells her everything he knows.

The two chatted for an hour. After that, Song Ling asked her assistant to take Zhong Yihao to sign the contract.

Zhong Yihao officially became an artist of Broad Media.

Looking at the excited look on Zhong Yihao's face, Song Ling poured a basin of cold water on him.

"Signing with Bofang doesn't mean you're successful. Whether you can become famous or make it big depends on your performance and your luck."

Zhong Yihao: "I understand. I will work hard."

Song Ling nodded.

She hopes Zhong Yihao can be down-to-earth, as becoming famous is not that easy.

After Zhong Yihao left, Song Ling took one of her artists to discuss an endorsement.

I ran into Guan Zirui in the lobby on the first floor.

Guan Zirui has been filming in other places for the past few months, and Song Ling hasn't seen her for a long time.

Guan Zirui thought of the cold shoulder she had received before, and walked past Song Ling with a blank face without saying hello.

The artists under Song Ling were unhappy.

"Why is she so arrogant? Does she think she's Mr. Shang's girlfriend? I heard that Mr. Shang is not interested in her anymore."

Song Ling didn't take it to heart: "Let's go."

"Sister Ling, Guan Zirui is so disrespectful."

"Never mind her. I'm too lazy to deal with her. It's just right that I don't say hello."

Since she said this, the artists under her can't say anything.

Guan Zirui went straight to the president's office as soon as she returned to the company and knocked on Shang Wufang's office door.

"Mr. Shang, I've finished filming my scenes. I'm free lately. Let's have dinner together tonight."

Shang Wufang glanced at her and said two words: "I'm busy."

Guan Zirui's face froze, and she tried to make amends: "Is that so? When Mr. Shang is free, I'll make an appointment with you."

"I'm not free any day."

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