contract marriage, marry one get one free

Chapter 101
The single bed is too narrow, making creaking noises, very noisy.

Qiao Haichen was both shy and nervous, with his eyes closed tightly, and his hands tightly clutching the pillow. Gao Zirui had a theory in his head, but he forgot it all in the end. However, relying on a man's instinct, he learned without a teacher. Both of them are newbies. A little restrained, but slowly let go, from the initial jerky, to gradually adapting, and finally blending with each other.

Doing this kind of thing is like pulling away a layer of veil between them. Although no one confesses, they both know in their hearts that they are different after all.

Zirui's love affair has entered a new chapter.

However, there was an episode: the single bed was too small and narrow, Gao Zirui fell off the bed after sleeping until midnight.
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The power of love cannot be underestimated. Talking freely with the big boss made Song Qingge feel less sad and burdened, and his tolerance and care made her feel much better.

For fear of being photographed by reporters, she insisted on going home by herself. The big boss couldn't hold her back, but in the end she managed to get it delivered to her home.When it was time for her to get out of the car, the big boss rubbed her hair, what to do, he didn't want to be separated from her.

Song Qingge had already seen Lao Zhong's car parked across the street, she looked at him with a warm heart, and said softly, "I'm leaving."

The big boss leaned over and kissed her on the cheek, "Call me when you arrive."

"En." After Qingge finished speaking, she got out of the car.

The big boss watched her walk across the zebra crossing, got into Lao Zhong's car, and called Wu Jing, "Why hasn't there been any progress?"

Wu Jing chuckled, "I've already made arrangements, but I have to wait for another opportunity."

"How long will it take?" The big boss asked with a frown. Seeing Song Qingge's mentally and physically exhausted and unhappy appearance, he felt uncomfortable.Facing the sadness of his beloved woman, he was helpless, which was the greatest frustration for him.

"Two days at the earliest," Wu Jing said, "at the latest, it's hard to say."

"If you can't figure it out, tell me earlier, and I'll find another way." The big boss said displeasedly, if it wasn't for long-term considerations, he needed to avoid suspicion, and he really wouldn't leave this matter to Wu Jing.

"Hey, big boss, I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry," Wu Jing said with a smile, "and this opportunity is in the hands of others. I can't decide when it will be released."

The big boss frowned even tighter, "What's the opportunity? Do I need to come forward?"

"Don't worry, there's no problem with the opportunity, it's just the time," Wu Jing said, "However, there is something that really needs you to come forward."

"Say."

"Big Boss, aren't you going to attend the Asian Economic Forum in City A next week?" Wu Jing said, "I already contacted you for an interview after the forum."

The big boss doesn't like those public affairs, "Help me push it, I don't want to do an exclusive interview."

"Don't," Wu Jing said, "This is a well-known financial program on CCTV, with high ratings, coverage, and influence. If you go, it will just add fuel to my arrangement."

"What do you mean?"

Wu Jing made a fool of himself, "You will know when the time comes."
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Outside Song's house, there were still reporters besieging her. Qingge hid in the gap in the back seat of the car, lowered her head and hid, only to be able to go home smoothly.

"Miss," Aunt Qin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her, "You're finally back." She was very worried, and had been waiting eagerly, because she was the one who sent Qing Ge out, and she was afraid that something would happen to her. "Dong Song is back, waiting for you in the study."

Song Qingge was very surprised. Ever since the dispute that day, Song Yaru had turned a blind eye to her. Why did she suddenly look for her now?Without thinking too much, she went upstairs, stood at the door of the study, knocked on the door, and then opened the door to enter.

Song Yaru was standing in front of the window.

"Aunt." Qingge walked in, even if there was a gap, she was her own aunt after all, and the family affection that blood was thicker than water would not dissipate because of the gap.

"Are you back?" Song Yaru turned her head and looked at her. She was not aggressive or domineering, and her tone was as calm as water.

Song Qingge was surprised to find that her always capable aunt seemed to be much haggard at this moment. "

Song Yaru frowned a little, "You said there are so many reporters outside, when will they be able to leave?"

Song Qingge was sad. It was all because of her that those reporters blocked the door. Their arrival had already affected the daily life of the entire Song family. "It's all because of me..." She heard Annie say that the past few days , There are also many reporters downstairs in the company. Fortunately, the company's stock has been suspended as early as the African incident, but those things on the Internet have more or less affected the company's operations.

Song Yaru sighed, and said helplessly: "How can you be blamed? If you want to blame, you can blame me. If I hadn't posted Shichen's video on the Internet, I wouldn't have hurt you now... Those photos of you are circulating on the Internet. It’s nothing more than a dinner party, there is nothing out of the ordinary, it’s just being maliciously hyped and slandered.”

Her attitude surprised Qingge, she thought that Song Yaru would be angry because of her, but she didn't expect...

"Qingge, now I know I was wrong, I shouldn't have forced you to marry Shichen," Song Yaru said angrily, "I shouldn't have used your marriage as a bargaining chip, I shouldn't have threatened you with an unwarranted video... ...Forgive me, I was just dazzled by interests at the time..."

"Auntie!" Song Qingge was relieved after listening to the mother-daughter relationship for many years.

"Qingge, you don't know, I've been confessing for the past few days," Song Yaru said painfully, "How did I become like this, you are my raised child, how could I betray your marriage, you Where is your happiness?" She took Song Qingge's hand and begged again: "Forgive me, okay?"

Qingge groaned, her eyes were wet with tears, she hugged Song Yaru, "Auntie, I was also at fault, I shouldn't have talked to you like that that day, I shouldn't have contradicted you..." The estrangement of that day's dispute choked her like a thorn heart.Now that I have talked about it, my mood is also open, and the whole person is much more relaxed.

"It's my aunt who is incompetent, how can I force you?" Song Yaru also cried.

The aunt and nephew hugged each other and wept.

At this moment, the estrangement seems to have completely disappeared. They seem to have returned to the past. They are aunts and nephews, and even mother and daughter. They have no relationship with each other.

After calming down, the aunt and nephew began to discuss how to respond to the Internet incident.

What Song Yaru meant was to hold a press conference, and Qingge would personally explain the photos to them. After all, there was nothing out of the ordinary about those photos.

Song Qingge said, "I think at this time, not responding is the best rebuttal." From the point of view of the indecent video, the more eager to clarify it, the more it will be criticized.

Song Yaru was silent and did not speak.

"Aunt, did you put the photos of Luo Shichen and Zhou Zhou on the Internet?" Song Qingge asked.

"No." Song Yaru said frankly, "Except for that video, I didn't play the others."

"Behind the whole thing, it seems that someone is fueling the flames," Song Qingge said, "It's like spinning, peeling off layers of cocoons, and now it's peeling off to me," she felt uneasy in her heart, "I just don't know, I will Won't be the last."

Song Yaru said regretfully, "If I had known this would happen earlier, I would never have posted the indecent video..."

Song Qingge sighed, it's useless to pursue it now.

"As long as this person who is fueling the flames stops, your scandal will be resolved." Song Yaru said.

Song Qingge smiled wryly. Given the current level of hype on the Internet, how could it be so easy, "Actually, people are forgetful. After they can no longer find anything new, these posts will gradually fade away, and eventually , to be forgotten, it just takes time."

"what do you mean……"

"The one who cleans up is self-clearing. Regardless of it, I will first learn to forget it myself." Song Qingge smiled and said optimistically.

Today was a brand new day for her. The big boss didn't believe the gossip on the Internet, and he didn't want to break up with her because of the gossip on the Internet; moreover, she and her aunt broke up the happy knot and were honest with each other.She feels that she is very happy, having love and family affection, and those unnecessary words on the Internet, let it go to hell!
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Song Qingge found that the popularity of her posts on the Internet was slowly weakening.Perhaps just as she thought, netizens can't figure out new things and lack freshness, so they don't chase after the hype.

But the strange thing is that the popularity of Luo Shichen, Dong Congshan, and Zhou Zhou has not weakened at all. Some boring netizens even started to discuss, Dong Congshan and Zhou Zhou, which one is the third and which is the fourth? They are colleagues, why bother? Became the lover of the same man.

Some netizens began to doubt that when Luo Shichen was suspected of committing suicide, why did Song Qingge deny that she and Luo Shichen were a fiancée?
On this day, Song Qingge quietly went to the big boss's house under the cover of Lao Zhong.

The big boss found that she was in a much better mood than when she came last time.

Not daring to go out, the two of them could only stay at home, watch TV, chat about the news, and cook by the way.

Just mentioned cooking, Qingge embarrassedly declared, "Except for cooking porridge, I can't do anything else." Song Yaru dotes on her, the Song family has nannies and workers, and she has hardly ever been in the kitchen.

The big boss frowned deliberately, "After that, after getting married, do you make me drink porridge every day?"

When it comes to marriage, Qingge is joyful and shy, "I... will find time to take cooking lessons."

"I don't want it anymore," the big boss teased her, "in case you accidentally burn the kitchen down..."

Qingge was a little arrogant, "Hmph, don't underestimate me! My teachers all said that I have a high understanding of things."

The big boss looked at her meaningfully, and teased: "Savvy is pretty good," and leaned closer to her ear, "Especially on the bed...a light touch, and you can infer other things from one instance..."

Qing Ge was ashamed and embarrassed, and lightly scolded him displeased.

The big boss smiled, put his hands on her shoulders and entered the kitchen, "I'll cook, you are in charge...accompany me."

"You can do it?" Qingge looked at him suspiciously.

"Of course," the big BOSS put on an apron, "I went to Australia with my mother when I was more than ten years old, and then I went to school in Chicago alone... I don't like to eat cafeterias, and I don't like to eat fast food. I spend most of my time in the apartment Cook."

Qingge watched him cleanly wash rice, cook, wash and chop vegetables, quite surprised.In her opinion, he has always been very cold, "If other people see you like this, they will definitely be shocked." The president of a listed company can cook. No one believed it.

The big BOSS said lightly, "There is no one who does not eat the fireworks of the world, who can eat, drink and sleep without it?"

Qingge thinks about it, that's right. When I look at him, I feel very seductive. He wears an apron, but it doesn't affect his elegance and dignity at all: "I should take a picture of you now," she said, "and put Sell ​​the photos to the newspaper..." She thought thoughtfully, "Should be able to sell for a good price!"

The big boss raised his lips, "Money fan!"

"Is there anyone who doesn't love money?" Song Qingge said, "I can't miss such a great opportunity to make money." After all, he took a burst of snap shots at him with his mobile phone.

The big boss stretched out his hand and raised his eyebrows, "Don't sell it!"

Song Qingge raised her phone, "Don't worry, this is my exclusive photo, and I won't show it to others." Save his photo in the phone, and if you miss him, you can see it anytime.

The big boss smiled.

When the three dishes and one soup were served on the table, with all the colors, flavors, and flavors, Song Qingge was really surprised, "Fengcheng, why don't you teach me how to cook."

"Learn what to do." The big boss served her a meal.

"You teach me," Qingge said.

After hearing this, the big boss raised his eyebrows slightly, "No, your hands are for drawing, not for washing your hands and making soup." He is capable and will give her the best life in material terms.

"I've learned it. I can cook it for you." She looked at him.

"After we get married, there should be a chef at home," the big boss said, "You can't steal other people's jobs." In fact, there have always been hourly workers here, but because she came occasionally, he didn't let the hourly workers come.It's hard to live a world of two, so naturally I don't want to have a light bulb.

marry?Song Qingge was a little shy, my God, he said it so smoothly when he said he was getting married.What to do, she seems to be looking forward to marrying him.

The big boss peeled a piece of fish for her, "It's Guizhou fish, without spines." Seeing her giggling, he joked, "Why, am I more attractive to you than fish?"

Song Qingge was slightly embarrassed, and argued, "I'm more interested in fish." She put the fish into her mouth.

"Is fish delicious, or am I better?" The big boss teased her with burning eyes.

"Fish, of course," she said.

"Really?" The big boss said ambiguously, "Back then, you hugged me and gnawed on me in bed, as if you couldn't get enough..."

(End of this chapter)