Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 92 You Regret All These Years (3)
Su Hengfeng sneered, "Without me, the one who was pried into a corner, what qualifications do you have to sit beside her today?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Su Hengfeng's expression suddenly changed, as if he also realized that he had said something wrong, and an annoyed light flashed in his eyes.

How can this sentence be refuted so that it can be misunderstood!

And Qiao Nianzhao beside him bit his lip and stared at him aggrievedly. Although he also knew that he was provoked by Song Qiyan, what he said in a hurry might not be the truth!
Song Qiyan raised his eyebrows clearly, and hugged Jin Ziqi in his arms tightly, his eyes couldn't hide the cold light.

"So, have you regretted it all these years?"

Su Hengfeng suddenly looked at Song Qiyan, and gradually raised his eyebrows, while Qiao Nianzhao wanted to speak, and clasped Su Hengfeng's arm tightly, as if waiting for him to give an explanation.

Among the four people, Jin Ziqi was the calmest, lowered his eyebrows, kept his eyes closed, and kept silent, responding to what Qiao Nianzhao said just now, "He likes to be quiet and doesn't like to be in contact with people".

"Who regrets it?" Song Zhiren's voice suddenly sounded at the gate, breaking the solidified ice.

Song Qiyan stood up first, walked towards the door, picked up Jin Moumou and said indifferently, "Oh, just chat casually with your nephew and nephew's wife, and get in touch with each other."

Song Zhiren nodded, and glanced at the two people standing in the sofa area and Jin Ziqi who was sitting. It didn't look like a harmonious atmosphere, but he didn't pierce the thin paper.

"Dinner is almost ready, don't stand still, go and sit down."

Song Zhiren took the wet towel from the servant, wiped his hands, and walked to the restaurant first.

Su Hengfeng and Qiao Nianzhao followed closely behind, but before leaving, both of them looked at Jin Ziqi who was sitting quietly and Song Qiyan who was coaxing Jin XX at the other end.

After the sofa area regained its tranquility, Jin Ziqi put down the cup in his hand and stood up. Song Qiyan had already walked over with someone in his arms, "Let's go, the prologue is over, and the main drama has just begun."

Song Qiyan walked a few steps towards the restaurant, but found that Jin Ziqi hadn't followed, turned around, "What's wrong?"

She walked up to him slowly and looked at his surprised expression: "Actually, you don't need to make yourself so tired."

Song Qiyan paused for a moment, then understood what she was referring to, raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, if his left hand was not injured, he would have touched the top of her hair, "Should I just sit back and act like a turtle when my woman is being bullied?"

Thinking of Qiao Nianzhao's contorted face and Su Hengfeng's annoyed look, Jin Ziqi was moved. This man really wanted to offend everyone because of her!
"So-and-so can also protect Qiqi!" A certain villain who was unwilling to be left out shouted hurriedly with a small voice.

Jin Ziqi looked at Jin Moumou who looked forward to being praised, and pinched that pink cheek, "Qiqi knows that XX is very powerful, so she can protect Qiqi!"

Immediately after receiving the praise, So-and-so was in a bright spring, raised her small brows, and looked at Song Qiyan provocatively with squinting eyes.

Song Qiyan suddenly felt a terrible headache. When someone robbed him of his wife, he was good at all kinds of martial arts. He wished he could beat him to death.

If his own son wanted to rob him of his wife, would he have to tie him up and hang him upside down on the balcony?

When passing by the window in the corridor, Song Qiyan glanced at the balcony of the east building, and then looked at the tender and chubby little fat man in his arms. Maybe he could find a thicker rope and hang it on the balcony...

"Ah! So-and-so don't blame Shushu for hugging, Qiqi hugs!"

So-and-so suddenly swung his arms and struggled, and Song Qiyan recovered from his shock and hugged him tightly to prevent him from falling. Unfortunately, he didn't appreciate it at all, and opened his arms towards Jin Ziqi, "Qi Qi hug!"

"What's the matter?" Jin Ziqi caught someone who was rushing towards him, and looked at Song Qiyan in surprise.

Jin Moumou put his arms around Jin Ziqi's neck, and shouted accusingly, "It's strange that Shushu looked at So-and-so just now, it was so scary, just like Big Gray Wolf looked at him beaming!"

The corner of Song Qiyan's mouth twitched, was he that obvious?

Song's dinner party.

The long and gorgeous dining table, the white tablecloth, the delicacies on the jade plate, the meat and vegetables are properly matched, and the color, fragrance and taste are excellent.

The servant pushed open the door of the restaurant, and when Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan entered, they saw Song Zhiren sitting at the top, while Su Hengfeng was sitting at the bottom right of him, and Qiao Nianzhao was sitting next to Su Hengfeng.

Jin Ziqi carried someone to the table and greeted Song Zhiren. Song Qiyan had already opened the seat for her, facing Qiao Nianzhao.

As for himself, he and Su Hengfeng faced each other across the table, with the posture of not looking up but looking down.

As for the position of Jin Moumou, it was arranged between the chairs where the two combined.

Song Qiyan spread out a folded napkin, wrapped it up for someone, took another napkin and spread it on Jin Ziqi's lap, a series of movements flowed smoothly and coherently, as if he had done it many times.

Without looking at the expressions of the two people opposite, Jin Ziqi said thank you softly.

At the same time, the familiar sound of ten-centimeter high-heeled shoes stomping on the floor sounded at the door of the restaurant, accompanied by the voice of domineering and complaining, "During your time, you can't do anything well if you ask you to do things, and you can't make money. Why should I marry you?" Give you this trash! It’s really bad luck for me for eight lifetimes!”

Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan glanced at each other, and saw a smile in each other's eyes, Song Ranqin is here!
"I said, can you calm down for a while? Are you ugly in front of so many servants?"

"Ugly? I don't think it's ugly to marry a trash like you. Are you still afraid now?"

Su Jin'an and Song Ranqin had been arguing all the way, and it was getting worse, so they almost didn't start fighting.

Su Hengfeng's furrowed brows revealed his exhaustion and boredom of this situation, as well as his faint helplessness.

Song Zhiren rested his hands on the head of the cane, his face darkened.

In the end, Qiao Nianzhao stood up, walked out of his position, and respectfully greeted Song Ranqin and Su Jin'an who were approaching: "Dad, Mom, you are here!"

Song Ranqin, who was still bickering with Su Jinan, saw Qiao Nianzhao, and immediately changed her face and raised her voice: "Why are you here? I didn't tell you..."

"What nonsense, dad is still there!"

Before Song Ranqin could say any more embarrassing words, Su Jinan pulled his arm to stop him, and then dragged Song Ranqin, who was a little out of breath, to the table, ignoring Qiao Nianzhao.

Embarrassment flashed across Qiao Nianzhao's face, looking at Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan who were whispering across the room, his fingertips resting on the back of the chair felt cool.

Compared with Jin Ziqi who was served back and forth by Song Qiyan as a treasure, did he, who obviously hated Song Ranqin's vulgarity and savagery but still wanted to flatter him, be living in the hell of ice and fire?
(End of this chapter)