Loving a virtuous wife: The president of the milk dog stands aside

When he said this, Shao Tingxun had already sent someone to contact Song Qingle.

Shao Tingxun thought that the best way to deal with someone like Song Qingle was to make her disappear forever.

Song Qingyin, who didn't say anything, thought in her heart to find Song Qingle later.

"No, I won't go with you, you let me go, I can't get on the plane with this stomach."

Facing the person who appeared suddenly, Song Qingle struggled in fear, her expressions and movements were somewhat exaggerated.

She was not afraid in her heart, because she knew that someone was watching her at this moment, and Shao Tingxun would not be able to get her away.

Then Song Qingyin also appeared.

Seeing Song Qingle being dragged, Song Qingyin probably guessed what was going on.

"Let go of her first, and I will explain to Ting Xun."

Hearing what Song Qingyin said, the people around retreated and let go of Song Qingle.

Song Qingle looked at her and gave a deep pause.

After such a big thing happened, Song Qingle thought that she would want to tear her apart, but she didn't want Song Qingyin to be so calm.

"Sister, it's lucky that you came, otherwise..." Song Qingle forcefully squeezed a few tears from his face as he spoke.

"The things in the photo are my fault. I didn't expect to be talked about like that. Don't get me wrong, sister. My brother-in-law and I really have nothing."

Song Qingyin lowered her head and glanced at Song Qingle holding her hand, a little disgusted, "Of course I believe that you have nothing with him, after all, people like you can't get into Shao Tingxun's eyes."

Feeling depressed, Song Qingle's heart was already gloomy, but she still tried her best to control it.

Pretending to be pitiful, Song Qingle looked at Song Qingyin in astonishment, "Sister, am I that unbearable in your eyes?"

She couldn't believe that Song Qingyin didn't care about this matter at all.

If Song Qingyin didn't care, she wouldn't come over so angrily and provoke her with words.

And Song Qingyin was too lazy to talk nonsense with Song Qingle.

"You want to enter Shao's house so much?! You don't even want to face, you are willing to hang such a photo up."

"Sister, what are you talking about? How could it be that I uploaded such a photo?"

Taking a deep breath, Song Qingle leaned closer to Song Qingyin, lowered her voice, and removed all the pretense, "I just wanted to enter Shao's house, but in the end I can only enter Shao's house. Since you were young, you are just I'm just a supporting role."

"Stop pretending?" The corner of Song Qingyin's mouth curled up a little coldly.

Song Qingle looked at Song Qingyin with a sneer.

"Not only did I take these photos, you don't know how enthusiastic and hardworking Shao Tingxun was on the bed that night, it was really cool."

Every word of Song Qingle stimulated Song Qingyin, she just wanted Song Qingyin to do something to her.

It's just that Song Qingyin's eyes didn't fluctuate, but she patted Song Qingle's shoulder lightly.

"You can really make it up, so you want a man# to fuck you? Ting Xun was drunk that night. Once a man drank too much, his ability in that area will fail. Doesn't the battle-hardened sister even know this? ?"

Hearing what Song Qingyin said, Song Qingle's eyes suddenly widened.

"you……"

Seeing the amplified shock on Song Qingle's face, her smile deepened.

"Don't blame me for being rude if you dare to take off Ting Xun's clothes."

"What do you mean?!"

Song Qingle's words suddenly deepened, and her trembling voice all showed her fear.

A bit of disdain flashed in Song Qingyin's eyes when she saw Song Qingle who was so unintimidated.

If she hadn't considered that she was still a pregnant woman, she would have done it to her now.

But don't worry, when Song Qingle gives birth to the child, she will have her own way to torture Song Qingle little by little.

"Little sister, take good care of your baby. As long as you keep quiet, I can consider treating you more lightly in the future."

Song Qingle's heart was empty, and he sat down on the seat directly, his eyes were empty.

Even with such fighting power, she was ashamed to jump out, Song Qingyin glanced at it, then turned and strode away.

Not long after Song Qingyin left, Yao Jinfeng appeared in front of Song Qingle.

Seeing Song Qingle's absent-minded appearance, Yao Jinfeng frowned deeply, "Qingle, what are you doing?"

Hearing Yao Jinfeng's voice, Song Qingle seemed to have seen a savior.

"Mom, Song Qingyin knows about the child in my womb."

Yao Jinfeng was taken aback, and it took a few seconds to understand Song Qingle's meaning, "How could she know that she is so good-looking, it can't be that you were nervous and missed some tricks."

Song Qingle shook her head violently, with despair in her eyes, "Mom, in fact, she knew from a long time ago that the child in my belly was not Shao Tingxun's. She knew that nothing happened to me and Shao Tingxun that day, and she just wanted to wait for me. After the child is born, watch my jokes and torture me."

At this moment, Song Qingle's eyes were in a mess, and his eyes were reddened.

Yao Jinfeng's body also froze, and he froze in place.

They underestimated Song Qingyin.

Song Qingyin looks soft and weak on the surface, but her heart is much more ruthless than anyone else.

"Mom, what should I do? These are all ideas you gave me. You can't let my child be pointed at and laughed at by everyone after it is born."

Song Qingle thought that as long as her child was born and passed a simple genetic test, her lies would burst like a bubble.

And what they are doing now will become a complete joke in the eyes of outsiders.Or even more, she will be pointed at when she goes out in the future, and she will never be able to lift her head up for the rest of her life.

If earlier, she could have beaten the child, but those Song Qingyin didn't say anything.

It wasn't until the child in her belly was big enough that she was given a hard blow.

Song Qingle's crying disturbed Yao Jinfeng for a while.

"Enough, don't cry, what can crying solve?! How could I give birth to such a useless girl like you!"

Yao Jinfeng's angry shout made Song Qingle startled, and suppressed her crying forcefully, only dared to choke, "Mom, let's leave this place, I don't want the child in my belly to be born in this place."

Song Qingle suddenly looked up at Yao Jinfeng expectantly.

Yao Jinfeng glanced at Song Qingle coldly, "Shut your mouth, you have been with the old man of the Song family for so many years, and you haven't fully obtained the Song family from him, how could you just leave like this."

His eyes flashed fiercely.

"Give me the video just now."

Song Qingle paused, and the corners of his mouth quickly turned up, "Mom, did you think of something?"

Yao Jinfeng took a deep breath, looked at Song Qingle and hesitated for a while before speaking to Song Qingle about his plan.

Song Qingle's eyes even widened when he heard it behind him, his eyes were full of fear.

"No, mom, I want to do this, otherwise it will kill people."

Yao Jinfeng grabbed Song Qingle's hand, "The matter has come to this point, you must do this, as long as you make it through, you will be the wife of the Shao family."

"No, Mom, I don't want this Mrs. Shao's family, I want my life." Song Qingle shook his head in pain.

"Shut up, you are my Yao Jinfeng's daughter so you have no choice."

The next day.

The half-naked photos of Shao Tingxun and Song Qingle had just been suppressed a bit on the Internet, and they became popular again because of a video.

In the video, first a group of people appeared to take Song Qingle away forcibly, then Song Qingyin appeared again and said something, Song Qingle sat down on a chair in horror.

This silent video is easily reminiscent of semi-nude photos.

Everyone used to think that the child belonged to Shao Tingxun. In order not to let Song Qingle affect his future development, Shao Tingxun wanted to send Song Qingle abroad.

Song Qingyin, who knew about this, warned Song Qingle, the sisterhood was broken, and Song Qingle was very sad.

What followed was the abuse of Shao Tingxun on the Internet, and the comments that Shao Tingxun was a complete scumbag intensified.

Song Qingyin looked at these things on the Internet and felt so depressed that she almost smashed the phone in her hand.

It seems that her little warning hasn't scared Song Qingle yet.

At the same time, her mind sank again.

What kind of idea was Song Qingle thinking in his heart? Song Qingle was already nervous and scared like that at that time.

Shao Tingxun, who was reading a book, watched her holding the tablet in a daze, and couldn't help but snatch it.

"What are you looking at, Qingyin?"

Seeing the content on the screen, Shao Tingxun's face immediately turned cold.

Then Shao Tingxun got up.

Just one glance at Song Qingyin knew that Shao Tingxun was angry and wanted to go out and do something to Song Qingle.

She grabbed Shao Tingxun.

She had already made up her mind about Song Qingle's matter, and she didn't want Shao Tingxun to be too impulsive, but did something unfavorable to herself.

"Ting Xun, that woman asked me to clean up, so you just watch quietly."

"There's no need for you to do it. I'm afraid you'll be sick if someone like that asks you to do it."

Song Qingyin's eyes deepened, "It's not disgusting, it's the happiest thing to see myself returning little by little with my own hands, and watching her fall little by little."

Shao Tingxun frowned worriedly, but still followed her, "What's your idea?"

"secret."

Shao Tingxun's expression turned dull, and he pulled Song Qingyin into his arms.

"There can be no secrets between you and me. Will you tell me or not?"

While talking, Shao Tingxun's hand landed on Song Qingyin's armpit, scratching gently, which made Song Qingyin itch for a while.

"Ting Xun, don't make trouble, let go."

"Speak or not."

……

Because of this incident, Shao Tingxun was scolded as badly as possible by people on the Internet, and the public relations of the Shao Group were even more busy and miserable.

It's just that Shao Tingxun, the person involved, looked indifferent and didn't care at all.

"Let's go for a walk in the evening." Shao Tingxun said to Song Qingyin.

Song Qingyin nodded immediately.

Although Shao Tingxun showed indifference to those things on the Internet, Song Qingyin still felt that Shao Tingxun was just deliberately suppressing it.

Before going out, Song Qingyin specially chose a peaked cap and a mask for Shao Tingxun.

She was worried that outsiders would recognize Shao Tingxun and do something bad to Shao Tingxun. After all, the emotions of netizens in this era are too easy to be influenced.

"Take it."

Shao Tingxun looked at what Song Qingyin was holding, feeling unhappy for a while.

"Are you despising me ashamed?"

"Of course not, what can I dislike when you look like this, I'm just worried that they are too jealous of you and will do something to you."

As she spoke, Song Qingyin raised her hand and put it on for Shao Tingxun herself.