Chapter 469 I can afford you

Author: Mu Jiancheng

Chapter 469 I can afford you

At the end of the year.

A thick layer of snow has accumulated on the ground.

Song Qingyou was rare to lazy, and he declined several interview activities and program invitations.

After the nest was at home, Song Qingyou even increased the code word by several times.

The last "Nebula Empire" of the science fiction trilogy is finally finished.

When Wen Xia learned the news, he didn't care about what Song Qingyou said to modify it, and he ran over the same day.

"I look at your school, if you need to change what you need, tell me again."

Wen Xia can't wait to pick up the manuscript.

Although I think too much, but the book of Song Qingyou has been delayed for too long, she is worried that the quality may be different from the previous two.

However, it turns out that Song Qingyou, who can take the Charles Award, at least in writing science fiction, no one needs to worry about it at all.

Wen Xia looked at a few pages with excitement, and was immersed in it unknowingly.

So that when there was a knock from the door, she didn't hear it.

Until Song Qinggou put people in, "Why come back so early? Isn't there a banquet over there?"

Wen Xia heard.

The gaze that was still sticking to the manuscript, when the person at the door was seen, immediately shifted the past

——Mat ​​Song Qingyou isn't it a big star? Isn't it single? Who is this man?! Is it a boyfriend ?!

Wen Xia did not expect that she just ran to see the manuscript, but she actually met such a big news.

"Some accidents."

Jiang Zhihan took off his suit jacket, his face did not look good.

Wen Xia hesitated to stand up, "Teacher Song, this is--"

Song Qingyou said, introduce the two to the two:

"This is Wenxia, ​​my editor."

"This is Jiang Zhihan, my boyfriend."

Hearing the name of 'boyfriend', Jiang Zhihan's face was a bit soft.

Even looking at Wenxia is not so cold.

"Ms. Wen, hello."

"Hello, hello."

Wen Xia almost bit his tongue.

Since she became the editor of Song Qingyou, she had some news to her.

For example, this one in front of him, Jiang Zhihan, isn't that the president of Jiangyuan Group? The two have also reported the gossip of pregnancy! The result was quickly clarified ...

"So what, there are a few typos in the manuscript, maybe you typed too quickly, I have changed it, I have changed it."

Wen Xia was reluctant to let go of the manuscript, "Where do you need to modify, change it as soon as possible, the editor will take a vacation in the past few days ... I will not disturb the two ,e!"

After talking about Song Qingyou responded, she ran away in a hurry.

Song Qingyou couldn't laugh and laugh, and glanced at the people next to him: "Are you satisfied now?"

Jiang Zhihan explained seriously: "I saw a car downstairs, guess you may have guests, if the guest saw a cat knocked on the door ..."

"She will boast that my cat is very smart." Song Qingyou said with a smile, "Also, you usually let the assistant side send you up."

"Fang Yan has other arrangements."

Jiang Zhihan looked for an excuse without changing his face, and took Song Qingyou's hand.

"Then how do you know that the car parked downstairs is my guest? Isn't there other residents in this building?"

In the past, when the Song family was developed, it was indeed a single villa near the urban area. However, after the Song family went bankrupt, the house was mortgaged to repay the debt.

If it weren't for Song Qingyou's name, there was a house here, I am afraid I would sleep on the streets.

Jiang Zhihan: "I bought other houses."

Song Qinggou: ...

"When did you do it?"

"Half a year ago."

"..."

It's been half a year, and she didn't find it!

Song Qingyou couldn't help feeling speechless.

But this should not blame her to be alert.

After deciding to be an artist and no other better residence, she could not let any outsiders know that she lived here, so the communication between neighbors was completely zero.

Besides, she will go out from time to time, at least half of my time living in the hotel.

Song Qingyou didn't entangle it anymore. She was not interested in how Jiang Zhihan dealt with this building at all, and only asked the other party to come back in advance.

"What happened to the banquet? Didn't you say that a party at home?"

The Jiang family seems to have only a few people Jiang, and there are many relatives who actually go close.

After all, when the old man was born, the rich people were not monogamy.

Father Jiang was also exhausted, and Jiangyuan Group, who was only obtained by the thorns.

At the end of each year, the Jiang family will hold a family gathering at a time.

"Jiang Quan brought his and Dong Xi's son back, saying that he had to record the name into the genealogy."

Jiang Zhihan couldn't hear half of his loss, but more disgust.

Song Qingyou looked at his expression carefully and relieved: "The old man agrees?"

"More than the old man?" Jiang Zhihan sneered, "Everyone agrees."

"They are not too big to watch the lively, want you to make trouble?"

Fishermen are good, those people's thoughts are very good.

Jiang Zhihan said.

He was too lazy to see the relatives who could not see the snakes several times a year, and left the scene in advance.

Song Qingyou thinks about it: "Now Jiang Yuan's actual controller is still the old man. You leave the market in advance. If he is angry, he will give all the equity to the newborn child, what should you do?"

Jiang Zhihan did not answer, and directly caught people into his arms.

Song Qingyou ‘Oh’, sit down on the other ’s legs.

"If you" get out of the house ", I don’t mind you eating soft rice."

"How to say I am also a rich woman now, raise you!"

Jiang Zhihan laughed and said, crooked his head with Song Qingyou's earlobe, licked.

"Do I want to thank Miss Fu's love?"

"Of course, my money was not scratched by the wind ..."

"So in order to make Miss Song's money spend, I should also perform well."

If you say it, you will fall forward and let Song Qingyou want to say it, all of which are drowned between the lips and teeth.

Ten minutes later, Song Qingyou touched the corner of the mouth he was biting, and took a sip of cold breath.

She picked up the mirror on the coffee table and took a picture, and kicked the man who stared at the man she watched again:

"Jiang Zhihan, are you a dog? It is really wronged to become a cat."

"I am not satisfied with your performance, so I decided to consider it again."

Jiang Zhihan was not annoyed when he heard his words, and he stuck to the past like dog skin plaster.

When Song Qingyou was very disgusted, he suddenly turned back to the cat.

Then the cat tilted his head and lifted his paw: "Meow?"

Song Qingyou's blood groove was instantly cleared.

Nothing! I didn't expect Jiang Zhihan to have this trick!

But the cat is so cute, what can be wrong?

Song Qingyou was annoyed for a long time, still hugging the cat, and then pinched its ears:

"It's not an example! I will attend the awards ceremony tomorrow. You bite my mouth, how can I explain it to others?"

Before she finished educating, the phone rang at this time.

The caller ID is warm late.
Chapter completed!