Sweet Marriage With The CEO

Ye Hao snorted to Zhan Lingyun and peeled the shrimp shell.

Ge Luqing put on disposable gloves and peeled them for Zhan Lingyun.

"I said, can you stop being so cruel?" Ye Hao said helplessly.

Obviously, he was not single, but in front of them, he was like a single person. Watching them sprinkle dog food, he was too drunk, but he had to reach out and catch it.

And what he felt the same way was Yang Fan, who had just taken off his order, nodded with cooperation on his face.

Mei Mei finished the crayfish, thought about the photos she had just taken, and clicked on her microblog.

Seeing that Bo fan rose so much, the makeup artist couldn't believe it. He rubbed his eyes and opened them again. The powder didn't decrease, but increased by two.

The first blog and the comments below have already exceeded 10000. Click to open it and say "if this is not love? What is love?"

However, there are still jealous people in the comments, satirizing Ge Luqing as a show.

Mei Mei saw that her face was a little unhappy, so she replied, "some people just can't eat grapes. They say grapes are sour. If you love someone, you can see it in your eyes. If you can't see it, I don't mind lending you a pair of eyes."

In this way, makeup artist Mei Mei pinched each other with this person, and finally went on a hot search.

"Who is it? Obviously, I have a problem with my three outlooks, and I always say that I was hired by Mr. Ge to brush the heat." Meimei was so angry that she almost dropped her mobile phone and said.

"What's the heat?" the colleague nearby leaned over and said blankly.

"See for yourself." Mei Mei handed him her mobile phone and said angrily.

The colleague reached out and took it. When he saw the photo, he choked and turned to the comment. He slid up all the way. When he saw the slander words in the comment, he smiled speechlessly.

In the same crew, how do they know what they don't know? Can't you grow a thousand miles' eye?

"Why do you have to be serious with them? We just need to know whether the truth of the matter is true or not. We explained it again. If no one believes it, don't say it again, otherwise no one will believe it. Besides, didn't Mr. Ge say that the truth of the matter will appear in the public eye one day? Why should we worry? Instead of arguing with them, let them find it by themselves Find the truth. "

"But I can't be angry!" Mei Mei clubbed her chin and said helplessly.

"I didn't like her before. After getting along with her, I found that she was not the same as what she said on the Internet. In her body, I didn't see the superiority of marrying into a rich family, nor the arrogance of being spoiled. I wanted to be an assistant to her because of her seriousness in filming, the joy of one-way living, the amiability of being approachable, and the good treatment of assistant bodyguards."

"You'd better save it! People don't lack assistants, let alone bodyguards."

"That's why I'm lost!" Mei Mei turned her head.

"You are really hopeless." the colleague clapped his hand on the forehead, shook his head and sighed.

Makeup artist Mei Mei stuck out her tongue and smiled.

In Kyoto, song Changqing and his wife sat in the simple and fashionable living room, looking forward to the door.

"Do you think Yiqing will not come back?" asked song's mother.

"No, she said she would come back. We'll wait." Song Changqing said in the same uncertain tone.

"But it's already evening."

"You should believe Yiqing. She said she would come back. Don't worry. It's only six o'clock in the evening. Wait patiently." Song Changqing looked at his watch and said.

Song Yiqing, wearing sunglasses and carrying a bag, left the airport, raised his hand and took a taxi. He hurried home all the way.

The two people in the living room were as happy as a child when they saw their baby daughter come back.

"Sister-in-law Alin, set the table quickly. Yiqing baby is back." Mother Song shouted.

"OK," replied sister-in-law Alin in the kitchen.

Before Song Yiqing entered the house, song Changqing and song's mother greeted him.

"Come on, give me the bag." Song Changqing took her bag and immediately took her hand and asked East and West.

"Baby, are you tired of filming? How about the crew? Have you been bullied? Have you been hurt?"

For a moment, song Changqing became a nag and kept asking.

"Baby has just come back. Can you let her have a rest and ask again?" Song's mother carefully glanced at Song Yiqing's fatigue at the bottom of her eyes, swept her angry eyes and said.

"Yes, yes, come on, come in and have a rest." Song Changqing responded and hurriedly took her to the house.

"Go clean your hands and get ready for dinner." Song's mother said.

After cleaning his hands, song Yiqing sat at the table and looked at the long-lived noodles in front of him. His heart was both grateful and moved.

Picked up chopsticks to eat, looked at her song mother and said, "it's delicious."

"If it's delicious, eat more." Song's mother said happily.

Song Yiqing nodded and ate noodles seriously.

After dinner, song Changqing took her to sit in the living room and kept asking.

Song's mother couldn't see it and said, "baby, go and have a rest first. Wait until you wake up."

"Oh!" Song Yiqing forced his spirit, looked at them, simply answered, and went upstairs.

"What you want, what you want, is about to be in the old place. I'll take Mingyu with me, and you come with a feeling." master Yan hurriedly said.

"OK, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

With a few words, the appointment was arranged.

After hanging up, song's mother was worried.

"We settled the matter without telling the baby. Will she be angry when she knows?"

"After she knows, we have met. If the baby doesn't like it, we won't force her. Later, let her find the person she likes, and we won't intervene." Song Changqing said.

Song's mother was silent for a few seconds and nodded.

The next day, song Yiqing, who was used to getting up early, wore sportswear and a white towel around his neck, and went out for a morning run.

After breakfast, song Changqing didn't go to work. He sat on the sofa and looked carefully at Song Yiqing next to him.

Song Yiqing, who was reading, raised his head and asked, "Dad, what do you want to ask me?"

"Baby! My parents arranged a blind date for you last night. The appointed time is 11 a.m. you see, shall we go and have a look?" Song Changqing said.

"No." Song Yiqing shook his head decisively.

Song Changqing and song's mother looked at each other, and the helpless color on their faces appeared.

"Baby, we have made an agreement with others." the implication is hard to refuse.

"Then go and say that I'm ugly, bad tempered, jealous and unreasonable, and don't deserve his childe." Song Yiqing turned the page and said no solemnly.

"People have seen your picture," Song Changqing said.

"Your character has been almost understood by the other party," Song added.

Song Yiqing looked at them: "

They're going to sell her, aren't they! Tell others everything. She doesn't want an image? No face?

"Even so, I won't go."

Song Changqing was helpless and desperately winked at Song's mother, motioning her to persuade her quickly.

"Baby, if you don't like it and don't like it this time, your father and I won't force you, and promise you that we won't intervene in the future." Song's mother said.

Hearing this, song Yiqing raised his head and looked at Song's mother and said, "really?"

"More real than pearls." Song Changqing raised his hand.

"Let's go!" Song Yiqing closed the book and got up to put on his shoes.

"Leave like this?" asked song's mother with a frown, looking at her casual clothes.

"Do you want to dress up?" Song Yiqing asked.

She would promise to go, but only to make a show, not to lose the appointment, to embarrass them, but also to stop dating in the future.

"It's too casual for me."

"I think it's quite suitable." Song Yiqing looked down and replied with satisfaction.

"Dad, what do you think?"

"Very good." Song Changqing nodded approvingly.

Song's mother glared at him and hurriedly changed her mouth: "baby, we'd better change our clothes. It's too casual. People will say we don't pay enough attention."

"But I think it's good!" after listening to song Changqing's words, song Yiqing frowned and muttered as he walked.

Blind date is really troublesome. I'd better bear it for the future!

In the Yan family, Zhang Qiqi looked at the old man sitting opposite, helpless and speechless.

He clearly told him that he didn't want to go on a blind date. He was still young. When his career rose, he didn't want to be distracted by other things.

But the old man didn't listen and kept arranging for him.

It's not that he really can't find a girlfriend, but that he doesn't want to.

He doesn't want to waste time in love until he meets the person he is destined to be.

For him, dating is not only a waste of time, but also a waste of energy.

For a blind date, I was forced to dress up several times just to give each other a good impression.

To tell the truth, he has this time. He might as well take it to play and talk about cooperation.

"I'm not going."

"You have to go if you don't go. If you dare to find an excuse to run away again, I'll let the bodyguard escort you." old Yan stared at the tiger and threatened.

"Grandpa, this is violence." Zhang Qiqi looked at the old man incredulously.

"Who calls you nonviolent and uncooperative? Only by using violence will you cooperate obediently."

Zhang Qiqi: "

"What are you doing? Change your clothes." when old Yan saw him, he couldn't help knocking on the table, hating that iron was not steel.

Zhang Qiqi knew she couldn't hide. Before going upstairs, she called Elvis and said that the time to play was pushed back.

"Forced to go on a blind date again?" Elvis gloated.

Listening to Elvis's gloating voice, Zhang Qiqi hung up with a gloomy face.

Holding the hung cell phone, he turned angrily upstairs.

Master Yan looked at his back and hummed heavily.

The housekeeper behind him looked at a man who was angry and went upstairs to change his clothes. A pair of people who were very disgusted but full of concern in their eyes were a burst of laughter.

Song Yiqing wore a white English T-shirt, a pair of broken light blue nine point jeans and a pair of small white shoes. His long hair was high and curled up. He looked youthful and energetic, without losing the playfulness and liveliness of the young people.

Seeing that her dress had not changed much, song's mother reluctantly sighed again.

It's getting late now. I can't ask her to change. I can only let her go on a blind date like this.

"It's time to go," Song Yiqing reminded.

"Let's go!" Song Changqing took song's mother's shoulder and went out happily.

When they arrived at the agreed restaurant, the waiter took them to the private room. The three went in. Yin Lao and Zhang Qiqi haven't arrived yet.

After sitting and drinking a cup of tea, the door of the private room was pushed open, looked up, and an old man appeared in front of him.