Hearing this, Song Ci's body stiffened.

Her heart couldn't help but shake at last week's lustful, but affectionate eyes.

Does he know what he's talking about?

Song Ci turned his face away, tried his best to calm his rapid breathing, and gritted his teeth: "Zhou Yong, you calm down." ”

She would rather believe that these were the words of Zhou Yong's hot-headedness.

However, Zhou Yong's expression was serious, as if he was thinking for a moment, and then his voice was deep: "I am very calm. ”

He stared at Song Ci's panicked appearance under him like a torch, and his expression was always indifferent.

Song Ci's heart trembled, took a few deep breaths, and then looked at Zhou Ji seriously.

The moonlight shone through the window, blurring their faces.

"You don't lack this child, Zhou Yi."

She said in a soft voice.

Zhou Yong suddenly stared at her eyes, and there seemed to be some indescribable taste in her eyes.

He pondered, and his eyes were deep: "Grandma has wanted us to have children for a long time, Song Ci." ”

Hearing Zhou Yong call his name, Song Ci did not back down, but slowly opened and closed his moist red lips again.

"If I could, I would like to have a new life with someone I like."

This is not a subtle statement, it is almost explicit.

There will always be a Jiang Zhenzhen between Song Ci and Zhou Yong.

Before this matter is resolved, Song Ci will only maintain the original agreement with him, and will not go further, let alone have any children.

Song Ci knows that for the life experience of the two families, there are no disadvantages to combining and giving birth to children.

But she didn't like it.

Zhou Yong's face darkened in an instant.

The atmosphere couldn't stop condensing.

The night light flickered, mingling with the moonlight outside the window.

Song Ci pursed his lips and lowered his eyebrows, and he could clearly glimpse the skin texture on Zhou Yong's body.

They were intimate and hugged tightly in the same bed.

The breath overlapped, and the breath was hot.

But Song Ci's heart didn't have any extra throbbing.

Without a trace, she pulled out Zhou Yi's no longer tough embrace, and her voice faded: "Go to sleep." ”

Song Ci didn't want to mention it again, at least not now.

Hearing this, Zhou Yong was silent for a long time.

It wasn't until a long time later that I remembered a heavy breath.

Immediately afterwards, the remaining night light was also slightly rudely extinguished.

When the light dimmed, Song Ci closed his eyes and forced himself to fall asleep as soon as possible.

Nothing was said all night.

The next morning, Song Ci opened his eyes and found that there was no one on the pillow.

She got out of bed and went to wash up without saying a word.

While squeezing the toothpaste, there was a knock on the door.

"Young lady, it's time to eat." The servant said respectfully.

Hearing this, Song Ci replied vaguely: "Well, I know." ”

She quickly washed up and went downstairs, but she didn't find Zhou Can's figure, but saw Zhou Can's uncomfortable gaze.

"Don't look at it, my brother left early in the morning."

Zhou Can snorted coldly and muttered in a low voice: "I don't know who poured the ecstasy medicine on my grandmother, and I like this Song Ci so much." ”

Song Ci sat on the chair casually as if he hadn't heard it.

The breakfast prepared by the maid was exquisite, both Chinese and Western.

Seeing this, Song Ci casually pinched a sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth, and by the way, he opened his mobile phone and looked at the stock market.

"Cut, aren't you curious where my brother has gone?"

Zhou Can couldn't help but feel a little upset when he saw that Song Ci didn't care about him at all, and asked loudly.

Hearing this, Song Ci glanced at her inexplicably, and asked, "Are you very idle?" ”

"You!"

Seeing her answer herself like this, Zhou Can was even more angry.

Zhou Yong and Mrs. Zhou were not there, and she inevitably spoke a little harder: "My brother should go to see Jiang Zhenzhen, aren't you in a hurry?" ”

As he spoke, Zhou Can looked at Song Ci with a little disdain and ridicule in his eyes: "Or do you not even have the courage to mess with my brother?" ”

Song Ci slowly swallowed the last bite of the sandwich, and then raised his eyes, his eyes teasing.

"First, where your brother is going is his own business, even if I am his wife, I have no right to interfere, not to mention that if it is something important, he will tell me."

After a pause, Song Ci got up and looked condescendingly at the Zhou family, a young lady who was ignorant of the world.

"Second, I am the only daughter of the Song family and the cEo of the Song Group, if I want to make trouble, even if it is the Zhou family, it will be restless."

Hearing this, Zhou Can's face was already a little pale, but he still retorted: "Then why did you let my brother go to see her?" ”

Hearing this, Song Ci hooked the corners of his lips as if he had heard some funny joke.

Her smile is full of charm and excitement, and Zhou Can will inevitably be stunned no matter how disgusted she is.

"Because I don't care, of course."

Song Ci left the words of the extremely queen, and then turned around and left without looking back, without even giving her a superfluous look.

Looking at her dashing back and leaving, Zhou Can was so angry that his teeth itched, and he clenched his fist and slashed his mobile phone.

She actually didn't know what Zhou Yong's attitude towards Jiang Zhenzhen had recently, so after hesitating for a moment, she clicked on Jiang Zhenzhen's WeChat and sent a text message.

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When Song resigned from the office, it happened that the assistant handed her the latest itinerary in a hurry.

Looking at the full schedule, she gasped, and then a high fighting spirit instantly rose.

Song Ci actually likes the feeling of work, fulfillment, and it doesn't remind her of something else.

Thinking about it, Song Ci twisted his eyebrows, and tapped the top itinerary with his fingertips: "Foundation? ”

"Yes, Mr. Song, the Honghua Foundation you funded recently built a new Hope Primary School, saying that it wants you to cut the ribbon."

The assistant reported truthfully, and then continued: "There may be a reporter interview at that time, you can just say two sentences and take a group photo, and it will not delay much." ”

Hearing this, Song Ci bowed slightly: "I know, you can prepare first." ”

The Hope Primary School built by the Foundation is built far away in the mountains, so that children in the mountains can have access to learning.

Song Ci started doing charity very early, and it was not a whim, so she also attached great importance to this ribbon cutting.

On the same day, Song Ci took the earliest plane over.

After landing, she received a message from Zhou Yong.

Where are you? 】

In this regard, Song Ci's face was complicated, and after thinking for a long time, he still answered his itinerary truthfully.

There was silence for a moment, not saying anything, but looking like a casual question.

Song Ci didn't ask him what he meant, turned off his mobile phone and got into the car that the assistant had prepared in advance.

She sat in the car and squinted, ready to take a nap, but only a moment later, she was woken up by the bumpy mountain road.

Song Ci opened his eyes and was about to take a motion sickness pill, when the voice of the driver driving in front of him suddenly panicked.

"This, why is this brake not working!"