Like many families, although Song Muchen has many properties under his name, the only thing that can really represent the Song family is this exaggerated mid-mountain villa.

However, Jiang Zhao quickly calmed down from the shock.

What did Song Muchen say just now?

Is this her new home?

Jiang Zhao's fear at this moment was not any less than just now, but intensified exponentially.

Why did Song Muchen suddenly bring her back to the Song family's main house, and why did he say something that would obviously misunderstand people about her new home.

What exactly is his purpose?

Jiang Zhao was full of doubts now, but there was no time for her to slowly sort out her thoughts at the moment, because this man was still sitting next to her, waiting for her reaction.

She turned her head, and the expression on her face changed from frightened to sluggish: "Mu Chen, you...... What do you mean? ”

Song Muchen chuckled: "Aren't you going to cook me sobering soup?" Get out of the car. ”

If she followed Song Muchen into the villa and cooked the so-called sobering soup, Jiang Zhao could barely maintain her calm, but when she was arranged to live with Song Muchen in the master bedroom, her inner uneasiness almost reached its peak.

Lying on the man's side, Jiang Zhao did not feel sleepy.

Today's trend has completely exceeded her expectations, and all of Song Muchen's performances today are too abnormal.

Jiang Zhao listened to the steady breathing of the man next to him, and his fingers slowly reached for the mobile phone resting on the bedside table.

This feeling of unknown is too bad, she must figure out Song Muchen's purpose for doing this as soon as possible.

The phone was lit up, Jiang Zhao covered the screen with his hand, turned his head to look at the side again, and made sure that the man was asleep, so he cautiously opened WeChat.

Looking at the old avatar at the bottom of the list of contacts, Jiang Zhao hesitated for a moment.

If Song Muchen found out what happened back then, then his move was probably completely aimed at himself.

Jiang Zhao's fingers tightened, and his body shook involuntarily again.

There was a sudden sound of a body turning behind him, and immediately after, the man's arm wrapped around without warning.

"Don't sleep?"

Jiang Zhao's back stiffened: "I just feel like I can't sleep......"

The man's breath was closer: "Then who do you think can chat with you at this time?" ”

"I just don't know who to look for to hold my phone in a daze." Jiang Zhao took the opportunity to stuff the mobile phone under the pillow, turned around and got into Song Muchen's arms, "I always feel that today is too unreal, and there will be nothing when I wake up tomorrow." ”

Song Muchen's low laughter came from the top of his head, but Jiang Zhao slowly exhaled and no longer made any movements.

Early the next morning, Jiang Zhao sent Song Muchen away with a smile, turned around and walked upstairs quickly to the bedroom.

Making sure the bedroom door was locked, she walked through the cloakroom and locked the bathroom door before taking out her phone and carefully dialing a number.

A gentle electronic synthesis voice soon came from the phone, and Jiang Zhao waited silently for a while, and finally a human voice sounded on the other side.

"Hello Miss Jiang, how can I help you?"

Jiang Zhao's voice was extremely low: "I want to ask, I rented a safe in your bank, and your bank didn't disclose it to anyone." ”

The person on the other side smiled very officially: "Miss Jiang, don't worry, our bank will never disclose customer information to any individual or institution." ”

Jiang Zhao was still not at ease: "I will go over and take out the things in the next few days, you can make an appointment for me." ”

The phone was stunned, but he replied officially: "Okay, Miss Jiang, you can contact me at any time." ”

Hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhao exhaled slowly and was about to stand up, but a rhythmic knock suddenly sounded outside the door.

Jiang Zhao's breath froze: "Who?!" ”

"Miss Jiang," the voice of the cook Aunt Liu sounded outside the door, "I want to ask you what you want to eat for lunch, and I'll prepare it." ”

Jiang Zhao didn't relax because of this: "No need. ”

The people outside the door responded and seemed to leave. Jiang Zhao listened for a long time, and after making sure that there was no more sound, he gently opened the door.

In the Song family's main house, it is really necessary to be more cautious.

At dinner, Zhou Wenguang came back with Song Muchen.

As soon as Zhou Wenguang entered the door, he smiled and teased Jiang Zhao: "Oh, sister Xiao Zhao, why haven't you seen you for a day, the whole person is different." ”

Then he seemed to suddenly remember something, patted his lips and smiled: "Bah, what Xiaozhao's sister, she should be called sister-in-law now." ”

Jiang Zhao didn't answer, and turned his head to look at Song Muchen.

The man obviously heard the conversation between the two of them, and his eyebrows and eyes stretched with shallow pleasure: "Knowing that it is a sister-in-law, you dare to be so big or small?" ”

Zhou Wenxing also said very well: "Don't dare, don't dare, this will compensate my sister-in-law." ”

Jiang Zhao hid the faint surprise in his heart, and cooperated to reveal a touch of shyness: "Okay, the meal has already been ready, hurry up and eat." ”

With that, she turned and went into the kitchen.

Zhou Wenguang glanced in the direction of the kitchen, then pulled out a chair and sat down beside Song Muchen.

"The invitations to the banquet have been prepared, and someone will be sent to each house early tomorrow morning."

"Well," Song Muchen's fingers slid back and forth on the interface of the phone, and he asked casually after a while, "The Wei family's side is also ready?" ”

Zhou Wenguang immediately understood: "Don't worry, I have specially instructed the Wei family's invitation." ”

"We warmly invite Miss Wei Lan to come in person."