In the morning, when Song Siyi woke up, he felt the familiar pain of the bones as if they had been disassembled.

Although his body was very sore, Song Siyi still sat up and prepared breakfast for Gu Juncheng, but at this time, he saw that the alarm clock on the bedside table showed that it was ten o'clock in the morning.

She clearly remembered that when she was doing it with him yesterday, she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to make breakfast for him if she got up late, so she staggered to set the alarm clock for six o'clock in the morning while making it with him.

Why is the alarm clock not ringing?

Could it be that he hit him and didn't set a time?

Without cooking, Song Siyi's tense spirit relaxed, and when he looked down and saw the bruises on his body, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Maybe it was because he had been suppressed for a few days, but Gu Juncheng was extraordinarily energetic last night.

In the hallway, the sofa in the living room, the bed, and the bathroom, all left traces of their madness, and finally she fainted from exhaustion.

Really worried about his future wife, will he be tortured by his exuberant energy and die young?

Song Siyi rolled her eyes and gave herself a good life, let's live your own life first!

After Song Siyi finished washing, he came to the kitchen downstairs, ready to cook food for himself, and saw a thick stack of cash on the table, with a very textured gold card lying on the cash, and next to it was a beige note paper, on which were written a few lines of vigorous and powerful handwriting.

Free activities, password your birthday!

Song Siyi's beautiful eyes couldn't help but squint into a lovely crescent shape.

I didn't expect Gu Juncheng, who was so cold, to do such a thing as writing a note.

After cooking a quick-frozen dumpling and eating it, Song Siyi put on a light makeup for himself that looked old and haggard, looking at the mirror that was obviously a little more mature and a little older than three months ago, the corners of Song Siyi's mouth hooked up a faint sneer.

Everything she has suffered is due to them, and some of them will come a little later!

Opening the door, a man about fifty years old stood in front of a black Volkswagen car, and said respectfully to Song Siyi's voice: "Miss Song, hello, my name is Liu He, you can call me Lao Liu, I am the exclusive driver arranged by Mr. for you, where are you going?"

"We will get along often in the future, you don't have to call me Miss Song, just call me Xiaoyi, I'll call you Uncle Liu!"

Liu He has worked in the Gu family for 20 years, he grew up watching Gu Juncheng, he has never seen Gu Juncheng bring a woman home, and when he saw Song Siyi, although his complexion looked a little bad, he felt very good, listening to her, he felt that she was a lover who accompanied Gu Juncheng, and he liked Song Siyi very much.

"This is the rule, I have worked in the Gu family for many years, and I can't mess with the rules. ”

"Then it's hard Uncle Liu!" Song Siyi smiled at Liu He.

Miss Song was polite. Liu He opened the car door, "Please get in the car!"

Song Siyi said the address, and half an hour later, he came to the most suitable aristocratic villa street in Ningcheng.

The people who lived on this street were all powerful people in Ningcheng, and with the strength of Song Siyi's grandfather back then, he was not qualified to live here, because he saved the highest authority in Ningcheng at that time.

In order to thank her grandfather for saving his life, she pulled out a piece of land here, and then she had the current Song Garden.

It's just that the gate of Song Garden, which was elegant and retro in the past, has been replaced by the modern and luxurious 'Guoren Pavilion', and two festive red lanterns are hung on both sides of the gate, indicating that the happy event is approaching.

In just three months, Song Yuan was transformed into the 'Guoren Pavilion' named after her father Li Guoren.

Song Siyi's eyes were cold, is this eating too anxious?