"But you came down from the sky and smiled at me, and I couldn't help loving you anymore." Song Zhifeng's eyes are red, a big man, looking at you with tears in his eyes, it seems that he can't live without you.

Even the woman with an iron heart can't help but be moved in her heart.

Jiang Xin obviously didn't expect Song Zhifeng to secretly love him so deeply.

Seeing that Jiang Xin was a little moved on his face, Song Zhifeng knew that Jiang Xin must have his own in his heart, otherwise Jiang Xin would not have to come to the door in person, just let people beat him away.

Thinking of this, Song Zhifeng suddenly stepped forward and hugged her in his arms despite Jiang Xin's struggle, and said, "Since I have been with you, I have been worried every day that my unbearable past will be discovered by you, and then you will get rid of me, but I am already with Mingyue, how can I let Qingfeng take it back.

But I have no choice but to cherish every moment with you, and worry about your disdainful eyes on me after the matter is revealed.

Now, you should regret being with me."

Jiang Xin had already stopped struggling when Song Zhifeng was halfway through speaking, and he was being held honestly by Song Zhifeng.

Song Zhifeng turned his back to Jiang Xin, the expression on his face kept changing, and from Jiang Xin's reaction, Song Zhifeng felt that his plan had succeeded.

As long as she pretends to be pitiful and affectionate, as long as Jiang Xin has herself in her heart, then she will be soft-hearted.

As long as she is soft-hearted, then things will take a turn again, and judging by Jiang Xin's reaction, she seems to have succeeded.

Song Zhifeng's smug smile jumped on the corner of his mouth, and at the same time that Jiang Xin couldn't see Song Zhifeng's expression clearly, Song Zhifeng couldn't see Jiang Xin's expression clearly.

Jiang Xin Zhao was not at all moved by Song Zhifeng's imagination now, and he could wring out a handful of water on his face.

After a long time, Jiang Xin spoke, "I have never disliked you."

Jiang Xin's words were trembling.

When Song Zhifeng heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but deepen, but the tone in his mouth was even more humble: "I dislike myself, if you don't want me, I won't be able to live."

"How could I not want you!" Jiang Xin said what was in his heart in a hurry, and lowered his head shyly under Song Zhifeng's affectionate gaze.

I could only whisper, "I just blamed you a little after being deceived."

"I didn't mean to, I—"

"I don't complain now!" Jiang Xin interrupted Song Zhifeng's explanation and said affectionately, "Because I know your friendship for me."

Song Zhifeng grabbed Jiang Xin's hand, Jiang Xin's face stiffened, and he still lay on Song Zhifeng's chest obediently, and the two of them recovered as before.

When Mrs. Jiang looked at Song Zhifeng, which eye was painful, and she couldn't wait to take the coffee at hand and splash it on Song Zhifeng's hypocritical face.

Mrs. Jiang brushed her eyes to the side, impatiently interrupted Song Zhifeng's assurance, and said in an unkind tone: "Don't tell me anything, you will be good to Jiang Xin, this kind of nonsense, we haven't heard any nonsense at our age."

Song Zhifeng leaked, and all the originally typed drafts had no chance to come out again.

"I'm telling you, based on your past, it's impossible for me to agree to the marriage of the two of you."

As soon as Mrs. Jiang said, Song Zhifeng couldn't help but clench his hands under the table.

"But Jiang Xin has to marry you alive or dead, and I can't ignore her feelings."

Song Zhifeng looked at Jiang Xin beside him with a surprised expression, Jiang Xin's little face was flushed and very shy.

Song Zhifeng quietly held Jiang Xin's hand, his face was moved, and the two looked at each other affectionately.

But Mrs. Jiang, who knew the inside story, was disgusted, coughed seriously twice, and saw Jiang Xin retract her little hand like a frightened bird.

Song Zhifeng couldn't help but sigh at his charm, which has not changed after more than ten years.

"However, even if Jiang Xin likes you, Song Zhifeng doesn't like you, do you understand?"

Although Mrs. Jiang is not smart, but in the end, this kind of family, she still has the momentum of pretending.

This time

just bluffed Song Zhifeng.

Hurriedly nodded.

Mrs. Jiang received her daughter's eyes, her old face was almost untensed, and when she didn't scare Song Zhifeng away, she said, "You know best, then I want you to write a prenuptial agreement, right?"

"It's nothing about a prenuptial agreement, it's just that in view of Song Zhifeng's previous bad behavior, it's okay for me to protect my daughter in advance, right?"

When Song Zhifeng was shocked and nervous, Mrs. Jiang took out a prenuptial agreement.

It is written that after marriage, as long as Jiang Xin is willing, he can divorce at any time, and Song Zhifeng must not have any entanglement.

Xie Bihe's face changed slightly, and Mrs. Jiang was not worried that he would disagree, after all, he used to eat soft rice, but now he has been brought to the fore.

Seeing that Song Zhifeng did not move for a long time, Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "Why don't you agree? Then don't you think..."

"I'll sign it." Song Zhifeng waited for a long time and didn't see Jiang Xin speak, guessing in his heart that this was the result of Jiang Xin's negotiation with her mother for a long time, even if he didn't want to sign it, but the current form did not allow him to refute.

Song Zhifeng gritted his teeth and signed his name, to be honest, he was extremely reluctant in his heart, signing this meant that he would have to please Jiang Xin for the rest of his life, at least he couldn't kick her away after getting the benefits.

In this case, Zhao Lingling will not be able to explain herself, Zhao Lingling gave birth to a big fat boy for herself, Song Zhifeng was a little worried, and the next second he saw Jiang Xin's loving eyes and was not worried.

What do you care about what he does? Jiang Xin loves him so much, if he really can't divorce in the future, it's not impossible to take Song Tianbao over!

Song Zhifeng thought beautifully, Jiang Xin and Mrs. Jiang were also beautiful.

Take over this prenuptial agreement. Mrs. Jiang looked at it carefully again before waving her hand and said, "Then Song Zhifeng has nothing to do with you now, you can go first, I still have to explain some things to Jiang Xin."

Song Zhifeng glanced at Jiang Xin with some hesitation, and Jiang Xin smiled at him gently, "It's okay, we can definitely get married next month."

After getting Jiang Xin's assurance, Song Zhifeng left with peace of mind.

"Alright, that's settled." As soon as Song Zhifeng left, Jiang Xin couldn't help but lean on the sofa.

Mrs. Jiang also let go of her fears, and all kinds of thoughts in her heart finally turned into a sentence: "It's all your damn dad."

"As soon as the wedding is over, Song Zhifeng will be the fish on our board, and in two or two years, if you meet someone you really like, you will divorce him and live again." Mrs. Jiang sighed.

"Let's talk about it." Jiang Xin didn't think that far.

Song Jiaojiao was very satisfied with the shops that had basically been formed, and said to the man who was already a fast young man, "Uncle Fang is doing well, how is Uncle Fang's health now?"

The one who decorated her was the father and son who decorated the house for them at the beginning, the uncle with the scar was surnamed Fang, and now he is too old to do it, his son is doing it.

"Oh, that's it, the problem of being young, where is it so easy to get better." Uncle Fang and Song Jiaojiao are already very familiar with each other, after all, most of her houses are renovated by him, and he has introduced a lot to him.

The two of them were very familiar, Uncle Fang thought about it and handed the basket behind him to Song Jiaojiao and said, "I heard that your mother is about to give birth, this is some eggs that my father asked me to bring you, all of which are raised by myself and eaten by your mother during confinement."

When he said this, Uncle Fang's face turned red, Song Jiaojiao and their family, they knew that if they gave some eggs to others, Uncle Fang was afraid that the other party would dislike them, and secondly, he was afraid that the other party would not work for them in the future.

Song Jiaojiao looked at the round eggs in the basket, touched them and couldn't help but say excitedly: "Oh, Uncle Fang, thank you so much, our family has been worried about this egg recently."

Look at how long you've been saving these eggs, right?"

Seeing that Song Jiaojiao's expression didn't look like a fake, Uncle Fang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and said, "If you like it, if you finish eating in the future, Uncle will bring it to you."

"That's really troublesome, uncle." Song Jiaojiao walked away with the eggs, and Uncle Fang also smiled and waved his hand.

Within a few days, Ming Jing suddenly felt a stomachache at night, and Ming Jing, who had had an experience, immediately woke up Xie Bihe beside her.

"What's wrong? Isn't it uncomfortable?"

During this time, Xie Bihe didn't sleep deeply, he knew it clearly when Mingjing turned over several times at night, and he woke up when Mingjing got up.

Seeing that Ming Jing seemed to have some pain on her face, her first reaction was panic, and when Ming Jing's hand was on her arm, she immediately calmed down.

helped Ming Jing up and immediately knocked on Aunt Mei's door, fortunately, Aunt Mei was also prepared, and in less than a while, Aunt Mei had already cleaned up, and the two took Ming Jing to the hospital in a hurry.

When Song Jiaojiao woke up in the morning, she was choked up, looking at the smoky smoke in the house, Song Jiaojiao subconsciously jumped up from the bed in shock, and ran to Mingjing and Xie Bihe's master bedroom to knock on the door before she had time to put on her shoes.

As he ran, he said, "Mom, Dad, Grandpa, Grandma, hurry, it's on fire."

As soon as Song Jiaojiao knocked on it, the door opened, the room was empty, Song Jiaojiao was busy running downstairs, and there was no one in Aunt Mei's room.

At this time, Song Jiaojiao also found out where the smoke came from, Song Jiaojiao ran to the kitchen and saw a figure standing in the smoke.

"Jiaojiao is up!"

As soon as Song Jiaojiao stood up, she saw that it was the old man Xie in the smoke, Song Jiaojiao hurriedly helped the old man out, and hurriedly opened all the doors and windows, before she was relieved and collapsed on the sofa.

Old Man Xie was obviously also a little embarrassed, and only after seeing Song Jiaojiao finish her busy work, he said, "Your mother went to the hospital to give birth to a baby, I want to cook some porridge for her, who knows that it will be burned dry all at once."

"Grandpa, you've worked hard." People are kind-hearted, and Song Jiaojiao is not too to blame.

It's just that the old man is a man who has never cooked, and it's good to be able to cook, but it's better not to do it in the future.