Chapter 469 I can afford you
The end of the year.
There is already a thick layer of snow on the ground.
Song Qingyou was rarely lazy, and declined several invitations to interviews and programs in a row.
After staying at home, Song Qingyou's coding speed increased several times.
The last part of the sci-fi trilogy, "Nebula Empire", has finally finished its draft.
After Wenxia heard the news, she didn't care what Song Qingyou said to revise, so she ran over that day.
"I'll proofread it for you while watching it. If you need to change anything, please let me know."
Wen Xia couldn't wait to pick up the manuscript and read it.
Although it is not good to think too much, Song Qingyou has delayed this book for too long, and she is very worried that the quality may be different from the previous two books.
But it turns out that Song Qingyou, who can win the Charles Award, at least needs no one to worry about writing science fiction.
Wen Xia read a few pages full of excitement, and submerged herself in it unconsciously.
So much so that she didn't hear the knock on the door.
Until Song Qingyou let people in, "Why did you come back so early? Didn't you say there was a banquet over there?"
Wen Xia raised her head upon hearing the sound.
The eyes that were still glued to the manuscript, immediately shifted away the moment they saw the person at the door
—Isn’t Song Qingyou a big star? Not single? Who is this man? ! Could it be a boyfriend? !
Wen Xia never imagined that she just came to look at the manuscript and came across such a big news.
"Something happened."
Jiang Zhihan took off his suit jacket, and his face didn't look very good.
Wen Xia stood up hesitantly, "Mr. Song, this is—"
Song Qingyou said ah, and introduced to the two respectively:
"This is Wen Xia, my editor."
"This is Jiang Zhihan, my boyfriend."
Jiang Zhihan softened his face when he heard the name 'boyfriend'.
Even looking at Wenxia with her, she is no longer so indifferent.
"Ms. Wen, hello."
"You, hello."
Wen Xia almost bit her tongue.
Since she became Song Qingyou's editor, she knows some news about her like the back of her hand.
For example, the one in front of you, Jiang Zhihan, isn’t that the president of Jiangyuan Group? There have been rumors that the two are pregnant! The results were quickly clarified...
"Then what, there are a few typos in the manuscript. It may be that you typed too fast and ignored it. I have already corrected it for you."
Wen Xia reluctantly put down the manuscript, "What else do you need to revise, finish it as soon as possible, the editorial office will be on holiday for a few days at the end of the year... I won't bother you two, goodbye!"
Before Song Qingyou could respond, she ran away in a hurry.
Song Qingyou didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and glanced at the person next to her: "Are you satisfied now?"
Jiang Zhihan explained solemnly: "I saw a car parked downstairs and guessed that you might have guests. If a guest sees a cat knocking on the door..."
"She would praise my cat for being smart." Song Qingyou answered with a half-smile, "Also, you are usually sent up by Assistant Fang."
"Fang Yan has other arrangements."
Jiang Zhihan made excuses 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 prosperous, they lived in a detached villa close to the urban area, but after the Song family went bankrupt, that house was mortgaged to pay off the debt.
If it weren't for Song Qingyou's name, there is a flat here, I'm afraid I will sleep on the street.
Jiang Zhihan: "I bought all the other houses."
Song Qingyou: …
"When did you do it?"
"..."
It's been half a year, and she hasn't noticed it yet!
Song Qingyou couldn't help feeling speechless to herself.
But it can't be blamed on her lack of vigilance.
After deciding to become an entertainer and having no other better place to live, it is impossible for her to let anyone outside know that she lives here, so the communication between the neighbors is completely zero.
Besides, she would go out to film movies from time to time, and at least half of the time she lived in a hotel.
Song Qingyou didn't dwell on this matter anymore, she was not interested in how Jiang Zhihan handled the building at all, and instead asked the reason why Jiang Zhihan came back early.
"What happened at the banquet? Didn't you say that it was a family gathering before Chinese New Year?"
Jiang's family seems to have only Mr. Jiang and a few people, but there are actually quite a few relatives who are close.
After all, in the era when the old man was born, rich people were not monogamous.
Master Jiang also worked hard to get the Jiangyuan Group.
At the end of every year, the Jiang family will hold a family reunion.
"Jiang Quan brought back his and Dong Xi's son and said that he would record his name in the family tree."
Jiang Zhihan's tone couldn't hear the slightest loss, but more disgust.
Song Qingyou looked at his expression carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief: "The old man agrees?"
"It's not just the old man?" Jiang Zhihan smiled, "Everyone agrees."
"It's not a big deal for them to watch the excitement, and they want you to make trouble?"
It’s easy to guess what those people think.
Jiang Zhihan hummed.
He was too lazy to flirt with those relatives whom he didn't see several times a year, so he simply left early.
Song Qingyou was thoughtful: "The actual controller of Jiang Yuan is still the old man. If you leave early, if he gets angry and gives all the shares to the newborn child, what should you do?"
Jiang Zhihan didn't answer, and directly pulled him into his arms.
Song Qingyou let out an 'oops' and sat down on the opponent's lap.
"If you 'clean up and leave the house', I don't mind you eating soft food."
"How can I say I'm a rich woman now, I can afford you!"
Jiang Zhihan laughed softly, tilted his head, put Song Qingyou's earlobe in his mouth, and licked it.
"Do I want to thank Miss Rich for her kindness?"
"Of course, my money didn't come from the wind..."
"So in order to make Ms. Song's money worthwhile, I should also behave well."
After finishing speaking, she leaned forward, and what Song Qingyou wanted to say was buried between her lips and teeth.
Ten minutes later, Song Qingyou touched the corner of her mouth that was bitten, and gasped in pain.
She picked up the mirror on the coffee table and looked at it, then kicked the man next to her who was staring at her:
"Jiang Zhihan, are you a dog? It's really wronged you to become a cat."
"I am very dissatisfied with your performance, so I decided to reconsider the matter of raising you."
Jiang Zhihan was not annoyed when he heard the words, and stuck to it like a dog's skin plaster.
When Song Qingyou was extremely disgusted, she suddenly turned back into a cat.
Then the cat tilted its head and raised its paw: "Meow?"
Song Qingyou's blood tank was instantly emptied.
Damn it! I didn't expect Jiang Zhihan to have this trick!
But cats are so cute, what could be wrong?
Song Qingyou was annoyed for a while, but still hugged the cat, and then pinched its ears:
"This is not an example! I have to attend the awards ceremony tomorrow, and you bit my mouth open. How can I explain it to others?"
Before she finished her education, the phone rang at this moment.
The caller ID is Wen Wan.
(end of this chapter)