Chapter 65: Chapter 65 My Mom Is Aweso, Isn’t She? Chapter 65: Chapter 65 My Mom Is Aweso, Isn’t She? Cheng Zheng, under Su Xi’s prompt, extrely reluctantly greeted Song Jinze, “President Song, let’s not dwell on what happened before, I hope we can cooperate pleasantly from now on.”
Song Jinze also responded cordially, “Pleasant cooperation, President Cheng. The next ti you co to Jiangcheng, I will definitely host you properly.”
Cheng Zheng: “Sure.”
Su Xi: “As Mrs. Cheng, I’d like to express our stand to President Song and his wife here. For future projects of Cheng Corporation, we’ll give priority to President Song’s side. You can decide on the points. I must say, it’s truly because President Song, you’ve married a wonderful wife.”
Ye Zhenzhen couldn’t help but smile at that. Su Xi really knew how to play her cards right, suddenly bestowing such high praise on her.
At that mont, she didn’t know what to say. After all, she was new to the business world and didn’t understand it at all. It was probably better for her to stay silent.
Song Jinze’s lips curled slightly, “Hmm, I am indeed blessed by my wife’s good fortune.”
Both families were prominent local elites. Whether it was the cooperation or Ye Zhenzhen’s injury, no one spelled it out, but everyone understood fully well.
Su Xi’s words were not only to express gratitude towards Ye Zhenzhen but also because she genuinely liked Ye Zhenzhen as a person. At the sa ti, she hoped that Ye Zhenzhen could beco the more confident party in her marriage, and that was what she could do for Ye Zhenzhen.
After Su Xi and her family left, Secretary Zhang’s hospital discharge procedures were also taken care of.
Upon leaving the hospital, Ye Zhenzhen rembered that her and Xiao Chen’s luggage was still at the Anshan Hotel; she had to go back and get it.
Song Jinze drove the car, taking both Ye Zhenzhen and Xiao Chen to the Anshan Hotel, while Secretary Zhang and the driver went to collect the luggage from the hotel where Song Jinze stayed. They would et later at the airport.
Ye Zhenzhen sat in the backseat with Song Yuchen. In the little guy’s mory, this was the first ti he rode in a car with both Ye Zhenzhen and his father.
In the past, it was either him with Ye Zhenzhen and the driver, or him with his father and the driver, or he would be sitting in the back seat alone.
Therefore, on this journey, Song Yuchen was very excited, chatting with his father about everything that had happened while he was filming the program.
“Dad, do you know? My mom is amazing. She dug up all the bamboo shoots on the mountain by herself, more than any other mom,” said Song Yuchen.
Ye Zhenzhen: …
To tell the truth, it would have been better not to engage in this conversation.
What does he an by saying she dug up all the bamboo shoots on the mountain?
In her mory, wasn’t this line usually found in D-cody sketches?
Song Jinze seed genuinely interested, “Oh, why did she dig the shoots?”
Song Yuchen: “Digging shoots to exchange for money, so we can have fun in Anshan. We exchanged a lot of money together, then mom took to a hotel and bought at to eat. I also got to ride the cable car.”
Song Jinze’s lips couldn’t help curling upward, “Oh, then your mom is indeed wonderful.”
“Of course, Dad, you don’t know. An Ruilin’s mom didn’t have money to buy him at, and he was about to cry. He even ca to ask for so, and they didn’t stay at a hotel either. The hotel where my mom and I stayed didn’t cost us money…”
The more Song Yuchen talked, the more excited he beca, speaking with a sense of pride and palpable excitent.
“Why didn’t staying at the hotel cost you anything?” As he asked this, the car had already left Ancheng and was driving along a mountain road.
Talking about the hotel stay, Song Yuchen felt even prouder and said with a vibrant, childish voice, “Because that uncle paid for it, and then when he was leaving the hotel, he ran into mom and . He said we could stay.”
At that mont, the smoothly driving car suddenly jerked. Ye Zhenzhen lifted her head, saw there was a bend in the road ahead, and remained silent, continuing to lean back and listen to the little guy talk.
Song Jinze cleared his throat slightly, “Why did the uncle let you stay?”
The little guy, feeling that his father’s tone was no longer as gentle as before, thought it was because he had been speaking too loudly and disturbed his father’s driving.
He whispered, “Because we helped that uncle find his child, whose na is Nick. We even beca good friends. Dad, do you know why it was Ye Zhenzhen who helped find him?”
“Why?” The man’s tone once again softened to what it had been before.
Song Yuchen thought it must be because he had spoken too loudly just now, “Because Mom can speak Italian, and that uncle and his child are Italians, haha!”
Song Yuchen thought about praising Ye Zhenzhen more to his father and then talking up his father’s good points to Ye Zhenzhen. Would that an they wouldn’t get a divorce then?
“Isn’t my mom aweso? She can even speak Italian!”
Ye Zhenzhen: …
Xiao Chen, there’s really no need for you to stress how amazing I am in front of your dad!
If just speaking Italian is considered impressive, Ye Zhenzhen felt that she must be incredibly impressive because it wasn’t only Italian that she could speak; she had many other skills as well.
Song Jinze slightly pursed his lips and nodded, “Mmm, indeed very impressive.”
Speaks Italian?
Song Jinze suddenly realized he had been too out of touch with Ye Zhenzhen before. These past few days, because of the child, he’d been discovering sothing new about her every day.
This woman didn’t seem to be as she portrayed herself on the surface…
Song Yuchen turned his head towards Ye Zhenzhen, “Mom, Dad is praising you for being impressive!”
Taking the opportunity, the little guy also gave Ye Zhenzhen a thumbs-up, “Mom is the best!”
Ye Zhenzhen stretched out her hand to touch the little guy’s head, “Thank you for the complint!”
…
Hotel room.
Ye Zhenzhen was using her left hand to take out the suitcase to pack, when the weight suddenly lifted, “Let .”
Song Jinze took the suitcase from her hands, found clothes in the wardrobe, folded them neatly, and placed them inside the suitcase.
Only now, face to face at close quarters, did Ye Zhenzhen notice the red mark on the man’s forehead. She asked sowhat pityingly, “Do you need a band-aid for the wound on your forehead?”
“No need.” The man’s tone was unfriendly, completely unlike before.
Ye Zhenzhen took a closer look and her lips curved slightly, “Is that really from a bump? It doesn’t look like it. You didn’t scratch yourself, did you?”
Song Jinze, who had been bending down to pack the clothes, straightened up upon hearing the mockery in the woman’s words, squinted his dark eyes, and felt this woman completely ungrateful!
Ye Zhenzhen continued to express disdain, “This morning you mocked for being clumsy, but I’m not sure who the clumsy one really is, managing to scratch yourself…”
“Ye Zhenzhen!” The man’s tone was full of warning, “Are you mocking ?”
Ye Zhenzhen raised her eyebrows, “Is that what it is? I thought it was just returning the favor…”
Song Jinze glanced at the woman’s injured arm, bent down to continue packing the suitcase, but still couldn’t help gritting his teeth in frustration, “Ye Zhenzhen, has anyone ever told you that you’re ungrateful?”
Ye Zhenzhen shook her head, “No, so I’d like to ask President Song, has anyone said that you’re cold and heartless?”
“You.”
Ye Zhenzhen: “I’m stating the facts.”
Song Jinze inhaled sharply, repeatedly calming himself internally, a man shouldn’t quibble with a woman.
Especially not with an injured woman.
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