Song Ni rarely asks about Tan Zheng's affairs, but it does not mean that she doesn't pay attention. Tan Zheng also knows what Song Ni has not said.

This is the tacit understanding between the two.

Tan Zheng hugged Song Ni in his arms and patted her waist one after another.

"I know it's okay."

Those people's tricks will only start with the people around him. They used his emphasis on friendship and expelled him from the arena, but now they are still using emotions.

First his wife, then his club members.

But they forgot that he was no longer the Tan Zheng he had back then.

He has never lacked capital.

If he wants to play, he will play with them.

"Don't drive yourself during this period, I'll pick you up and drop you off in person."

Song Ni knew that Tan Zheng did this to solve his worries.

"There is no need to pick it up and drop it off in person. I can watch it myself or let the bodyguard come. You can do your business with peace of mind."'

Whether it's training or otherwise.

Tan Zheng was silent for a while, and finally agreed to Song Ni's request. Later, Song Ni realized that Tan Zheng arranged for her that she thought that a senior racer had superb driving skills and had been helping Tan Zheng with work after retirement.

Song Ni was indeed too tired. After saying a few words to Tan Zheng, her tense spirit also relaxed.

After she fell asleep, Tan Zheng got up and went to the study.

Danny is indeed unintelligent. When he was a professional racer, his performance was not bad, but the only few championships were when Tan Zheng was not there. When he won the championship, several seed players had strange problems.

Tan Zheng went to check and found the person behind Danny.

It is an old automobile group. It was one of the first investors to propose to hold events a hundred years ago. Until now, the group has a lot of power.

Today's racing competitions are not as simple as before, and the benefits involved are complex and involve too many people.

Behind the championship of a game, the stakeholders involved are unimaginable.

Tan Zheng was so powerful back then, but such a person was just focusing on racing and was not interested in any endorsement or cooperation.

In the environment of a large dye vat, such sincere love is like a drop of pure water that is intolerable by the large dye vat.

Either the water is dyed with other colors, or the drop of water is rejected.

Now Tan Zheng is going to return, and their interests are re-moved.

Tan Zheng was very clear, but he had never been afraid. Back then, he believed in Xijinjiang too much, and he was too arrogant, thinking that those people dared not touch him, and that he would not have hit their tricks.

It's different now. Since they want to play, he will play with them.

Without Tan Zheng around, Song Ni was not sleeping soundly, but she woke up in just one or two hours. When she touched the coldness on the other side of the bed, Song Ni knew that Tan Zheng must have not slept.

She couldn't sleep anymore.

However, Song Ni did not choose to go to the study, but turned on the lights in the room.

After going to Lake Romon, she seemed to have an initial outline of her ideal wedding dress.

As soon as the inspiration came, the fatigue was automatically expelled. Song Ni took a pen and drew on paper. Not long after, the prototype of a wedding dress was completed.

The work of meticulously crafted is much more complicated, and Song Ni is the kind of person who is difficult to stop once it starts. The sky is already slightly bright, and Song Ni stopped writing.

Tan Zheng did not sleep all night.

Thinking of this, Song Ni went into the bathroom and washed downstairs.

She wanted to make a breakfast for Tan Zheng.

But it is obvious that as a young lady who has been spoiled since childhood, she is spoiled and does not need to be involved in any fireworks. Naturally, it is impossible for her to learn it inexplicably after she grows up.

Fortunately, it was already bright in China at this time, and Song Ni began to ask her mother for a simple and nutritious breakfast.

Mrs. Song was so happy that she received such a request that she directly called a video call.

"Nini, please open the refrigerator and show your mother what ingredients are there."

Song Ni obediently opened the refrigerator and changed the camera to take pictures of every corner of the refrigerator.

Because an aunt came to clean and cook on time, the ingredients in the refrigerator were complete and fresh.

Mrs. Song nodded with satisfaction.

"If Xiaozheng stays up late, he will have to eat something to warm his stomach this morning. Nini, you can take out the fish and make soup and then add noodles. This is also relatively simple."

Song Ni's brows moved slightly.

Is it easy to make a soup?

I don’t know, but since my mother said that making soup is better for Tan Zheng’s stomach, then make soup. It’s still early anyway, so there’s time.

"By the way, mom, can people who are injured drink fish soup?"

She thought it was very simple. Since she wanted to make soup, boil more so that everyone could drink some.

Hearing this, Mrs. Song was a little nervous.

"Injured? Nini, who are you injured?"

"Mom, there are some children in the club, and they are not seriously injured, don't be nervous."

Only then did Mrs. Song feel relieved.

"Of course you can drink it. Fish soup is used to nourish the body, but you have to ask his attending doctor."

Song Ni nodded and took out the fish inside.

Fortunately, the aunt has dealt with it, otherwise it is still unknown whether Song Ni will deal with it. It is certain that she is unhappy to deal with it.

After taking out all the ingredients needed, Song Ni found a stand and placed the phone aside.

"Okay, mom, what should I do now?"

Mrs. Song’s cooking style is to prepare everything before it will fire. This is how it is taught.

"Ni Ni, you can first process all the side dishes, cut the ginger slices into shreds, and cut the tofu into small cubes."

Song Ni nodded, searched for a while and finally found the place where the kitchen knife was placed. There were many kinds of knives there. Song Ni only recognized the fruit knife and took one casually.

The sword light flashed for a moment, and when Mrs. Song saw the knife, she was frightened.

"Oh, my baby, be careful. This is a bone-cutting knife. It's not enough to use such a big one. Put it back and don't hurt yourself."

Song Ni said oh, put the knife back obediently, and found a relatively small knife.

Mrs. Song had already arrived at the kitchen, and asked someone to help her get her cell phone and demonstrate how to cut shredded ginger.

"First cut into slices, then cut into shreds, Nini, do you understand?"

After reading it, Song Ni only felt that the work was really simple.

Half a minute later...

Song Ni realized that she knew her eyes but her hands.

Why is this piece of ginger so disobedient? How can I hold it hard? It always slips away when the knife is about to cut it. It has been like this several times. If she hadn't reacted very quickly, the knife would have cut it into her hand.

Mrs. Song was frightened to see it.

"Ni Ni, don't hurt your hand, come slower!"
Chapter completed!