Well?

What the?

Meow meow?

I just want to be promoted and raised, boss, what do you mean by proposing to me?

Zhao Po frowned and thought hard for a while, but he didn't understand Song Jue's weird train of thought.

She turned her head to look behind her in confusion.

There is no one behind, so Song Jue is really proposing to herself?

Zhao Po's pupils dilated in surprise, "I don't ...... now." As soon as the words of rejection came to her lips, she thought about it.

Song Jue is good-looking, has a mine at home, and is smart, and recently her parents' marriage urging offensive has become more and more fierce. Anyway, if you want to get married, can you still find a better Langjun than Song Jue?

Thinking of this, Zhao Po smiled: "Okay." But I have three conditions, if you promise me, I will marry you. ”

"On what terms?"

"One, don't force me to do anything. For example, if I want to have a child, I can have a child, and if I don't want to have a child, I won't have a child; If you want to go out to play, you can go out and play, and you must not confine me to the deep house; And if you want to be reconciled and separated, you must not hinder it. ”

"Okay." Song Jue smiled and nodded. Such a crisp answer was beyond Zhao Po's expectations.

She cleared her throat and continued: "Second, although I marry you Song Jue, it doesn't mean that I can only take care of the Song family's property in the future. If I want to move somewhere else, you'll have to let it go. Of course, I will not divulge any of the Song family's trade secrets. I still have this kind of professionalism. ”

"Okay."

"Three, give me the truth of Zen."

This time, Song Jue didn't speak, but looked at Zhao Po quietly.

The slightly fiery eyes made Zhao Po a little uncomfortable, and she explained: "I already knew that he was your person. You have placed you by my side, not only to protect me, but also to spy on me. But marriage is based on equality and trust. You put eyeliner around me and watch out for me everywhere, what kind of husband is this? ”

When he heard the last two words, Song Jue's eyes lit up slightly, and he said gently: "As your husband, how can I let a man stay by your side?" ”

"Why not? Zen Zhen has been with me for a month and has not done anything beyond the norm. Besides, there are so many maids around you, and I didn't say anything. ”

"If you are not satisfied, I will send all the maids around you."

"No grievances, no grievances. But you have to give me the truth of Zen, otherwise we won't be able to get married. ”

Zhao Po and Song Jue looked at each other. After a while, the latter finally compromised.

Zhao Po was overjoyed and picked up the pen and paper next to him: "There is no evidence, let's make a contract." ”

After writing, Zhao Po pressed his handprint on the two pieces of paper and handed it to Song Jue: "Oh, in duplicate, you can also press the handprint." Well, good. You keep this, I'll keep this one. Thank you for your cooperation. Okay, then we're husband and wife. I'll go back and talk to my parents and ask them to arrange the wedding. Okay? ”

Song Jue's eyes were bright, and he looked at Zhao Po with a smile: "Okay." ”

Zhao Po was furious by this look, and after leaving the sentence "I'll go to the back kitchen to have a look", he fled out of the box.

Wei Feng, who was guarding the door, saw Zhao Po running in a panic, looked into the house suspiciously, and saw his master slowly walking out of the room with a spring breeze on his face.

When the master walked to his side, he said, "I am going to get married." ”

Wei Feng was stunned for a moment, subconsciously glanced at the direction where Zhao Po disappeared, and asked, "And Miss Zhao?" ”

Song Jue's tone was unconsciously gentle, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were dyed with a smile: "Who else can it be besides her?" ”

"That's great, that's great." Wei Feng couldn't help but be overjoyed, "I really have to thank Miss Zhao well." ”

"What Miss Zhao," Song Jue reprimanded, "It's the young lady." ”

"Yes, yes, it's the young lady!" Wei Feng grinned, "The Song family finally has a young lady!" ”

After Zhao Po took care of lunch in the back kitchen, he returned to the bustling main hall to make friends with newcomers and greet old people.

Soon lunch will be served.

After lunch, customers who have reached the standard of consumption in the past 15 days began to enter the venue to participate in the gathering.

As a result, there were more and more people in the Sunrise Pavilion, and Zhao Po saw that familiar figure.

Baili Ye swaggered into the Sunrise Pavilion. After seeing Zhao Po, he made an exaggerated gesture of being pulled to the right, and then threw a wink at Zhao Po.

Zhao Po wanted to ignore him selectively, but this person was really good-skinned and walked straight over.

In the spirit of being kind and making money, Zhao Po nodded politely at him.

Bai Li Ye teased with a wicked smile: "This beauty is familiar with Song Jue? ”

"Song Gongzi is my employer."

"Employers? More than that. I think he's extraordinary to you. Bai Li Ye looked at Zhao Po with a pair of eyes. But a woman like you is indeed rare. It seems that our Song Immortal Jun has finally moved his mortal heart. ”

Baili Gongzi laughed. Song Gongzi is a breeze in the moon, young and promising, and the little girl does not dare to climb high. ”

"Jokes? Don't tell me he's nothing special about you. ”

Special......

Zhao Po couldn't help but think of the marriage contract just now. A strange emotion swayed in my heart.

She squeezed out a smile and put aside the topic: "It seems that Baili Gongzi is the acquaintance of Song Gongzi." ”

Bai Li Ye stopped asking with interest: "It's just that I've exchanged hands a few times, and it's not enough to be familiar with each other." ”

"Both sons are thoughtful and extremely intelligent people. Although I was still ignorant when Caiyin Building opened, I still remember how sensational it was. I was fortunate to meet Childe today, and I can finally say congratulations. ”

Bai Li Ye squinted slightly.

It seems that the surname Song hasn't told her about Caiyinlou yet.

How much does this woman know about Song Jue?

"It's just a fluke. How can it compare to Miss Zhao's great momentum in running the Sunrise Pavilion. Bai Li Ye's gaze turned to the bustling crowd of the Sunrise Pavilion, "After today's gathering, I'm afraid that no restaurant can share half of the glory of the Sunrise Pavilion." Song Jue has been in business for many years, and his business is not doing well, but his vision of people is first-class. ”

Zhao Po subconsciously opened his mouth to refute, but he didn't know what to say.

Bai Li Ye looked back at Zhao Po and smiled: "But who knows if Song Jue's business is really bad." ”

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and walked away in style.

Zhao Po's thoughts were chaotic.

She had thought before that Song Jue was by no means incompetent, but why had the Song family's industry been so sluggish in recent years?

Bai Li Ye's words just now threw a stone in her heart, there was definitely something hidden in this matter, and she faintly felt that the truth was related to the serious illness of the head of the Song family many years ago.

She couldn't help but feel cold, and hurriedly walked into the noisy crowd, which made her feel a little safe.

At the beginning of the dinner, Zhao Po shuttled, making friends with newcomers and greeting old people.

Zhao Po forced himself to calm down, tried to listen to and understand the poems chanted by everyone at the dinner, and slowly went up.

Different from the atmosphere of the Chinese class, the people in front of them have starlight in their eyes, and they are full of inexplicable feelings every word. Song after song is either neat or casual; Either straightforward or restrained, the words are love letters written by literati to their ancestors, to their homeland, and to the world.

Joy, bitterness, doubt, deep love, all kinds of emotions were broken and crushed by the poets when they tossed and turned in the middle of the night, and then raised their wine glasses at this time and expressed them with their hearts.

Some of you have a red glow on your face, some have tears in your eyes, and some of you are staring into the distance.

By the end of the dinner, the moon had sunk.

When the father and daughter of the Zhao family returned home, they were tired. Zhao Po wanted to tell his parents about his marriage contract with Song Jue, but seeing that the night was deep, it was not appropriate to disturb the two old people, so he decided to talk about it early tomorrow morning.

Zhao Po dragged his tired body to wash up, jumped on the bed, and writhed.

Is there anything more healing in the world than rolling in bed when you're tired?

I thought I would fall asleep quickly, but my heart kept thinking about today's conversation with Song Jue.

Ever since he met Song Jue, he has always been smiling and gentle like jade, and he always agrees to his requests with a smile.

Thinking about it carefully, except for sending Zen Zhen to supervise himself, Song Jue did not do anything to make him dissatisfied.

Today is even more responsive. Even if you don't want to have a child, you won't have a child.

Is he pleased with himself?