Song Chen looked at Zhao Jindong quite unrestrainedly. Zhao Jindong's cold face turned slightly red and said, "What are you doing?"

"What do you think?" Song Chen asked.

"Shameless!" Zhao Jindong was angry.

"I've always been shameless. Shouldn't you be used to it long ago?"

"You're shameless and you're still right." Zhao Jindong said, "You'll try calling you like this."

Song Chen wanted to scream again, but this time he didn't have the courage to take advantage of the situation just now, so he couldn't say it. However, Zhao Jindong's reaction just now really excited him. He had no intention of giving up, so he stretched out his hand and touched Zhao Jindong. Zhao Jindong took a step back suddenly, his face became more horrified, and his face turned redder: "Look at how hungry you are."

After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Song Chen to go out, so he opened the door and went out first, as if he was running away in panic.

Song Chen laughed behind him, and the laughter seemed even more harsh in Zhao Jindong's ears. He miscalculated. In terms of shamelessness, how could he be Song Chen's opponent?

Zhao Jindong walked to the living room and kicked the sofa. He kicked the sofa far away. He pulled open the door outside and went downstairs.

Zhao Yun was just walking upstairs when he saw Zhao Jindong coming out in a fierce manner, he stopped.

"So what's wrong? Have you quarreled with Xiao Chen?"

His tone was a little unhappy.

Zhao Jindong said: "No."

After saying that, he continued to walk down. Zhao Yungang asked, "It's dark, where are you going?"

Zhao Jindong didn't even go back to him, so he went downstairs.

Mrs. Zhao was setting up the dining table and specially arranged the seats of Zhao Jindong and Song Chen closer, thinking that she would scoop a bowl of thick chicken soup for each of them later.

A thick soup made from ginseng chicken, so make it good to supplement it!

She didn't believe it anymore. There were signs of yesterday. Today, she drank her own bowl of ginseng chicken soup, so she could not get angry with the sky!

Let the dry fire burn quickly. When the flames burn Zhao Xinzhi next to him, she will find a gentle and quiet partner for him to soothe his wounded heart. Everyone can't be more happy.

She was thinking secretly, and when she saw Zhao Jindong coming downstairs, she immediately shouted warmly: "Second, please call Xiaochen to come down to have dinner together!"

Zhao Jindong didn't say anything and went out directly.

It looks like he is angry.

It is probably because of Zhao Xinzhi.

Zhao Yungang went up the third floor first, knocked on the door and went in. When he saw Song Chen being arranged flowers, he said, "Why, have you quarreled with the second child again?"

Song Chen said: "No."

Zhao Yungang actually doesn't understand why Zhao Jindong doesn't like Song Chen.

In his eyes, he felt that Song Chen had no shortcomings. He could not find any fault in his appearance. Among these sons, Song Chen was the most happy... At least in his eyes, there was no one who was more coquettish than Song Chen. He really felt that Song Chen was lovely.

He didn't think Song Chen's arrogance in his daily life was annoying... Isn't it natural for them to be arrogant in the Zhao family's children? Just like Song Chen spending money with big hand, that's all right.

If it is not Song Chen's problem, then it will naturally be Zhao Laoer's problem.

"The second child is just like this, and he has a bad temper since he was a child. I hesitated at the beginning, but you insist on marrying him. Although you are married, you can divorce even if you are unhappy. However, my father still hopes that you can be more cautious when you are a big deal. As for the second child, I was a little in charge when I was a child, and I knew that my wife didn't like him very much and wouldn't care much about him. Maybe she had a lack of family awareness since childhood, so she has not been able to adapt to marriage life yet. Dad still wants to do the same thing. I really can't live with you. I support your divorce. Even before that step, I still hope you will make the final effort."

Song Chen nodded and said, "I understand."

"Good boy." Zhao Yungang said: "It's not easy for him. If you need a marriage counselor, Dad can introduce one to you. In this regard, Dad has experience."

The tone is a bit self-taught.

With all his plans, he has been married three times. With these years of romantic history, mistresses and mistresses, and the bumpy marriage problems in the middle, he has encountered many of them, and he has a very professional marriage counselor.

Mrs. Zhao put on her coat and went out and saw Zhao Jindong smoking in the courtyard.

After autumn began, the manor was very humid, and when it came to night, it started to mist. Zhao Jindong stood in the shadow, with the cigarette butts in his hand flickering.

She walked over and said with a smile, "When did you learn to smoke?"

The reason why she never liked Zhao Jindong was because Zhao Jindong was very self-disciplined since childhood and had no bad habits of rich children. He had always been inseparable from him and was like a robot at work. He was not favored at home since he was a child, and now he can stand alone and work with his boss Zhao Xinzhi, relying on the desperate spirit of workaholics. Mrs. Zhao felt that since he entered this family, he had been trying to seize property, and he had no trace of humanity.

This is completely contrary to his biological mother Zheng Hong. She has also met Zheng Hong. When she had just divorced Zhao Yungang, she had met Zheng Hong in a wife's club. In order to avoid embarrassment, she hid, but Zheng Hong's young, lively and seductive look still left a deep impression on her.

According to Chen Sao and Wang Ma, "It looks like a vixen, and he is very good at coaxing men."

Zheng Hong, who was gentle and charming, gave birth to a wooden man who didn’t like to cry, laugh, and only loved to make money by working.

Zhao Jindong only learned to drink after he went to work, but he never smoked cigarettes. Looking at her own sons, almost everyone can do it.

He is a good and honest child who has been so honest since childhood. He is also an old smoker. He has been even more fierce in the past two years.

"I always thought you were the only one in this family who didn't smoke."

She would occasionally suck. Song Chen used to be crazy and had sucked for a while.

"Smoothing is small." Zhao Jindong said as he pressed the cigarette in his hand on the trash can in the shape of a palace lantern, and threw it in after it was extinguished.

"It's time to have a meal, come in, I'll come out if I wear so little clothes. Wouldn't it be cold?"

After saying this, Mrs. Zhao herself was a little embarrassed.

The relationship between her and Zhao Jindong is really difficult. After all, she is not her biological son. Although she has not lacked his food or clothing over the years, she has taken some of the kindness of raising her. However, she said with a conscience that she doesn't like Zhao Jindong.

She was also embarrassed when she cared about him so much.

Zhao Jindong didn't come out to smoke, just to calm down.

Because the moment Song Chen touched him, he didn't know whether it was out of desire or out of anger, but he actually wanted to put Song Chen on the bed.

This lewd and vicious man seduced him shamelessly.

He should let him know the price of seducing him.

In fact, a long time ago, Zhao Jindong thought that he and Song Chen were in a legal marriage. Even if they had a disagreement, they would rely on each other to solve their physiological needs. As long as it was not forced, it would be reasonable and legal. But before, he saw that Song Chen had only disgust and never thought that he would have the idea of ​​"he would be honest when he beat him", and the idea of ​​using sex to punish him.

Isn’t this idea ridiculous? Because I hate someone, I have sex with him?

Can human reason and emotions really surpass instinct? When we sink together in bed, can we really be full of disgust?

If there is a trace of love in the moment of pleasure, wouldn’t it make Song Chen succeed?

Song Chen is happy, and he will not feel better.

He felt a little irritated.

"Get in." Mrs. Zhao said again, holding her arms.

Zhao Jindong followed her in, but saw Song Chen and Zhao Xinzhi coming downstairs together.

Zhao Jindong's irritability that had just been relieved with that cigarette, now it suddenly started to burn again.

When Song Chen saw his face, he knew that he must have offended Zhao Jindong today.

But this is really not his fault. Zhao Xinzhi was afraid that he would be angry and was worried, so he just came to knock on his door.

In order not to get along with Zhao Xinzhi alone, he had invited him to come downstairs together.

After sitting down, Zhao Xinzhi was about to watch the short film he made. Mrs. Zhao asked with a smile: "What short film?"

"Xiao Chen just photographed it today, in Chinese style."

"It's just a filming and playing with friends." Song Chen said, then took out his cell phone and showed it to them. Mrs. Zhao was stunned by watching from the side: "Is this Xiao Chen?"

"Not who he is," Zhao Xinzhi said with a smile: "Xiaochen even paints heavy makeup on the opera, and I can recognize him at a glance."

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao looked up at Zhao Jindong sitting opposite her. Zhao Jindong had a cold face and sat there drinking water.

After reading it again, Song Chen felt that the font of the advertisement information that appeared at the end of the freeze was still too small.

If you don’t look carefully, you won’t be able to see clearly. You must design it a little bigger next time.

This time the promotional video is generally in a beautiful and static style. In the next trailer, he plans to shoot it into a running animation, accompanied by a fast-paced soundtrack, and interspersed with loud and profound chants, which is definitely inspiring and grand.

"Who are you helping for travel?" Zhao Xinzhi asked.

Song Chen talked about planting plum blossoms himself. Mrs. Zhao didn't even think seriously, thinking that he was planting again, but she thought about it and said with a smile: "Xiao Chen loves flowers, and the flower field in the suburbs of the city is not enough for you to plant."

Song Chen's own plan was not yet mature, so he didn't explain. He just smiled and said, "When the plum blossoms bloom, I will take my whole family to see it. I heard from the local villagers that in previous years, when the plum blossom season came, their entire field would fall. From a distance, the fields would become pink."

"I really want to see this old plum tree," said Mrs. Zhao. "Just looking at this green look is pretty. When the plum blossoms bloom, I will take my sisters to take photos together."

"You are always unrestrained on weekdays, but now you are finally willing to do serious things honestly. My brother supports you. If you encounter any difficulties or need my help, just say something." Zhao Xinzhi said: "I have always thought that you are an adult too. Don't always play. This is a good thing, do it well."

Song Chen was still a little excited. Making short films was one of his dreams. Now it is the first step to realize his dream. When he showed it to others, he was happy from the bottom of his heart. This excitement came to Zhao Jindong's eyes, and it seemed like a flattery towards Zhao Xinzhi.

What he knows best is to make people happy other than him.

Did he practice the screaming so seductively? Did he also call it like other men?

Really shameless.

Let’s look at Song Chen’s ring finger, the white and slender fingers, and there was nothing on it.

He wore the wedding rings alone, and Song Chen had never worn them before.

Maybe it's to seduce men outside, right? Song Chen has only stayed at home for the past few days. The little prince in a nightclub and a regular bar customer, of course he had to hide his married identity so that he could be unrestrained.

Dirty, really dirty.

Such a dirty man, he would even have desire for him.

He probably has been holding it in for too long.

Zhao Jindong raised his head and drank all the water in the water cup.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Yungang changed his clothes and came downstairs.

"Xiao Chen and his friend took a short film. Come and see it. It's so beautiful." Mrs. Zhao said and took a photo of Zhao Xinzhi: "Go and move a seat."

Zhao Xinzhi moved a seat next to him. Mrs. Zhao pressed Zhao Yungang and sat down, and leaned over to him and looked at it again.

In addition to the thirty-second short video, Song Chen also showed them other photos. To be honest, the photos were really good. It was not the first time she saw Song Chen wearing Hanfu, but this time she put on the ancient costume hood, which was like an ancient handsome man walking out of the painting. Even if she watched the real person for more than ten years, she was also amazed.

After Zhao Yun finished reading, he looked up at Zhao Jindong opposite him: "Did the second brother see?"

"He watched it." Song Chen said: "I went to Xingyun Building specifically and broadcast it on the LED screen in the square. But he didn't comment after watching it."

Zhao Yungang and Mrs. Zhao looked at Zhao Jindong with a smile, and Zhao Jindong said, "The photo was very good."

"This is amazing," Zhao Yungang said: "My Xiaochen is already popular. Once this movie is broadcast, I don't know how many people I'll be fascinated by it. I'll have to watch it tighter."

Mrs. Zhao smiled and said, "Xiaochen, go to the near east to sit."

Song Chen took his cell phone to Zhao Jindong, sat down beside him, signaled his cell phone and asked him if he would look.

Zhao Jindong took it coldly and drew a few pictures, which were photos he had never seen before. One of them was probably a snapshot. Song Chen smiled with his face halfway, his hair was blown by the wind, and his hair was a little messy. The silhouette between the false and the real was picturesque, and his smile was very moving.

The dejected Song Chen doesn't like to laugh. When he doesn't smile, he will be a little cold in nature, but he will smile so sweetly.

Zhao Jindong pursed his lips, his throat moved, and he returned the phone to Song Chen in silence.

Mrs. Zhao hurried to the kitchen to serve chicken soup. When Wang's mother went to deliver it, she whispered: "For the boss, you can just put this bowl for the other two bowls, but don't put it in front of the second child, I'll take his soup."

When Wang Ma was stunned, she thought that Mrs. Zhao suddenly realized her conscience and began to feel sorry for her son who had no blood relationship with her.

But it is understandable. According to her, the Zhao family will sooner or later fall into Zhao Jindong's hands. He was able to do it and was valued, and married Song Chen, who Zhao Yungang loved the most. Mrs. Zhao probably suddenly became enlightened and knew how to maximize the benefits.

When Wang Ma was delivering the soup, she expressed her son's merits and told the Zhao men in detail about the ginseng chicken raised by her son. A chicken costs more than a thousand yuan, and even Zhao Yungang felt it expensive. Song Chen looked at the bowl of ginseng chicken in front of him that was enough for his living expenses a month ago and said, "Is it so expensive, is it easy to sell?"

"It's very easy to sell. He raised only a few, only a hundred pieces. Once it was launched, it sold out. I told him to stay these two pieces. I told him to keep them. Thanks to the support here, even if you are well developed, you can't forget the kindness here."

Mrs. Zhao smiled and said, "I have added a few Chinese herbal medicines to nourish the body. Secondly, you have to drink two more bowls, and our family will be the hardest working."

Perhaps because she felt that the word "work hard" was a bit sarcastic, she quickly added: "You are the hardest."

As he said that, he brought the thickest bowl of soup to Zhao Jindong.

Song Chen and Zhao Yungang said that the soup was strong and fresh. Zhao Xinzhi tasted it for two sips and said, "Why did I drink it a little light? Isn't this chicken soup good enough?"

After hearing this, Wang's mother hurriedly said, "I'm staring at the stew, because my husband came back late, and it took a few more minutes more than usual."

Is this because she is disgusting her regressing in her skills in stewing soup, or is she disgusting her son’s ginseng chicken?!

I pity her enthusiasm! I pity her ginseng chicken for thousands of yuan free of charge by her son!! The ginseng chicken she tasted in person was ginseng chicken, and it was stocked in the wild. It tasted very good! Why is this boss Zhao so clever?

In her opinion, it was not that the chicken soup was not good, but that he had a quarrel with his wife and used the chicken soup to vent his anger.

Zhao Xinzhi didn't say anything else, sat upright and took a few more sips, but it was still light.

Mrs. Zhao glanced at him, and the anger she had when she quarreled with him tonight had finally calmed down a lot in her chest.

Because Zhao Xinzhi said it was unpredictable, Zhao Jindong was not good at saying anything else.

If he said that he thought the chicken soup was a bit too strong and the Chinese medicines such as ginseng were too strong, probably the people here would think that he was deliberately sing a opposite tune with Zhao Xinzhi.

However, this soup is really too heavy and it is not very delicious. The chicken soup is not just thick and it is good.

Zhao Yungang was drinking while saying, "It's delicious."

Song Chen also thought it was delicious. He had never drunk such a delicious and fragrant chicken soup, and the soup was also tempting. When he lived alone, he could make soup, but he couldn't make it taste like this.

Mrs. Zhao tiptoed excitedly for a few tips, and said with a smile on her face: "My mother and I have been watching the fire for a long time. Don't waste it, you have to drink it all. The second child, you have to drink it all. You have worked so hard, I see that you have lost weight these days, so you need to make up for it."

Zhao Yungang took a look at his wife with satisfaction.

Finally, I looked like a wife.

If she had been caring about her second child earlier, she would not have grown up to such a gloomy temperament, and her marriage with Song Chen would not have been so cold and alienated. Now I know that I will help me remedy it together, which is not bad.

In order to commend Mrs. Zhao, Mrs. Zhao came out after washing up in the evening and just climbed onto the bed, he suppressed her.

"Oh..." Mrs. Zhao said with shame and joy, "I have been too diligent recently and I don't know how to control myself at such an age..."

"I have drunk the tonic soup you stewed. If you don't show your performance, will you be worthy of you?" Zhao Yungang smiled.

Mrs. Zhao lay on the head of the bed, moaning, wondering, not knowing how it was going upstairs.

After drinking such a strong ginseng chicken soup, I was in the middle-aged man with strong qi and blood.

The autumn wind swept through the fallen leaves, and it was a little cold, so Song Chen lay on the window and blew the cold wind.
Chapter completed!