Regardless of whether Song Zhizhou believed it or not, this answer seemed impeccable.

Song Zhizhou looked at Gu Xiangwan and asked, "Are you ready to get married?"

Gu Xiangwan nodded and said apologetically: "I've been busy with work and didn't tell you. We plan to get the certificate soon."

Although Song Yang's answer surprised her, she quickly reacted and cooperated to stop the topic.

“To get married” is not “already married” after all.

There is a lot of room for development. As long as you are not married, even if you decide to get married one moment and become strangers the next, it can be said that the relationship has broken down or broken up.

Makes perfect sense.

Song Zhizhou looked at her hesitantly, and said to Song Yang angrily: "Young Master Song should remember that he has a fiancée in Rongcheng, right? It would be too sentimental to have two boats."

Gu Xiangwan rarely saw Song Zhizhou looking unhappy. He was always gentle and never got angry easily.

Song Yang's expression did not change, and he raised his eyes lightly: "I don't have to worry about this. For those who cannot protect themselves, it is recommended to take care of themselves first."

Unable to help themselves?

Gu Xiangwan frowned, and Shen Ningning had told her before that Song Zhizhou's marriage was a business marriage.

What's the secret in this?

She looked at Song Yang: "What do you mean?"

Song Yang's eyes darkened, he lowered his head with a smile, rubbed her hair, and said, "Rourou cares so much about other men, aren't you afraid that I will be jealous?"

From the perspective of others, his head-touching gesture was a sign of gentle pampering towards his girlfriend; from her perspective, she could just see his menacing gaze, which was so cold it seemed to freeze her.

He seemed to be warning her not to talk too much.

Gu Xiangwan shut up and asked no more questions.

Song Yang looked at her calm expression, and at the end of his eyes he caught a glimpse of Song Zhizhou's even uglier expression, and a smile of unknown meaning flashed across his eyes.

"So..." He glanced at the two people in front of the door and issued an eviction order without expression, "Is there anything else?"

As soon as Ye Zhenzhen recovered from Song Yang's pressure, she heard the bad news that the person she liked was getting married. She looked at Song Zhizhou in disbelief: "Brother Zhizhou, how could you..."

Her tone was like that of a resentful woman who heard her husband cheat on her.

But she and Song Zhizhou were not even friends.

Song Yang was not interested in listening to their stories, turned around, pulled Gu Xiangwan into the room and closed the door.

"So, what is your relationship with Song Zhizhou?"

The moment the door closed, the man immediately returned to his cold and proud demeanor.

The original tenderness and pampering disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

He looked at Gu Xiangwan coldly, with a more serious look in his eyes: "Can you explain it now?"

He was drugged, and the person who saved him was a woman who went into the wrong room, and this woman had a close relationship with Song Zhizhou... It would be too much of a coincidence to simply attribute this to a coincidence.

"He is my senior and my boss," she paused, "Now, it doesn't matter."

Song Yang sneered shamelessly, and the pressure on him became even heavier.

Gu Xiangwan stood up: "Believe it or not, you can check it out. I'll take a shower first."

After she finished speaking, she tilted her head and teased with a smile: "Goodbye, my boyfriend who is only willing to buy me a five million diamond ring."

She never imagined at the time that Song Yang would say that it was money to buy a diamond ring.

Of course, five million is a lot, and it is definitely a huge sum of money for an ordinary person, but it is too insignificant for the Song family, the richest man.

She thought he would find other reasons.

After Gu Xiangwan entered the bathroom, Song Yang sat on the sofa, dialed a number, and said in a commanding tone: "Check Gu Xiangwan."

He paused: "By the way, check Song Zhizhou again."

……

Gu Xiangwan walked out of the bathroom and saw Song Yang still sitting on the sofa. She raised her eyebrows: "Why haven't you left yet?"

"After all, we plan to get the certificate later." Gu Xiangwan choked.

Song Yang then raised his head and looked at her with a half-smile: "Didn't you say that?"

She stared at him: "Are you serious?"

"Is there a problem?"

"Of course not, I'd love to."

Song Yang curled his lips as expected: "Let's go, the car is waiting below."

It was a black Bentley, the fastest one. When it was driving, the trees and pedestrians flashed past the car window, so fast that they seemed to have afterimages.

"I have no problem with getting married, but why do you want to marry me? If I remember correctly, you have a fiancée."

Marriage between big families determines the changes in the business world. If it is canceled, it will undoubtedly be breaking news, and the entire business world will be affected.

"This is not something you should worry about," he said lightly, "If you have to give a reason, Song Zhizhou likes you."

"Like me? Maybe, I don't care much about this." Gu Xiangwan closed his eyes and tried to ignore the strong presence of the man next to him.

Song Yang, Song Zhizhou.

Their surname is Song. Judging from their conversation in the morning, it is obvious that they know each other, and their relationship is very subtle and mutually exclusive.

Gu Xiangwan was not interested in the story, and he didn't want to be cannon fodder among them.

"Because he likes me, you want to marry me?"

"What?" Song Yang lowered his head, touched her cheek, and smiled softly, "Are you unhappy?"

Gu Xiangwan opened his eyes.

His touch does not contain any emotion. If anything, it is similar to a cat playing with a mouse. A hunter touching his prey is a noble and dispensable gesture.

It doesn't mean love, and it doesn't mean closeness.

This man had danger signs written all over his body, and he was moody, as if being in contact with him for one more second would put his life in danger.

She felt goosebumps rising.

"Gu Xiangwan." He muttered in a low voice.

There were not many people in the Civil Affairs Bureau, so it was quick to get the certificate. After coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Song Yang took her marriage certificate.

"It turns out it's the word 'Mu'."

Song Yang held the unfolded red notebook between his fingertips, half-smiling.

"Give it back to me when you're done reading it."

Song Yang handed her the marriage certificate, held up the Bluetooth headset next to his ear, and listened to his subordinate's answer, his face gradually darkened.

He looked at Gu Xiangwan: "Send you to the company?"

"No, I'm on vacation." Gu Xiangwan saw that he wanted her to avoid him, "But my phone is broken and I need to buy a new one."

"Assistant Chen."

Assistant Chen heard what he meant and immediately stepped forward: "Yes, young lady, I will accompany you."

Gu Xiangwan thanked him softly: "Sorry for the trouble."

After she left, Song Yang continued: "So, what you mean is..."

"Miss Gu didn't lie. She and Song Zhizhou are indeed classmates at the same school. However," the subordinate hesitated for a moment, "the latest news we got shows that the chairman asked Song Zhizhou to marry Miss Zhuang Xueying."

When the last few words came out, the subordinate immediately felt a condensed aura.

He shrank his neck, unable to speak.

Who doesn't know that Miss Zhuang is the woman that Mr. Song likes?

The chairman did this on purpose!

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