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

"Qingyin calm down, I will go and pick up the child myself."

Getting up, Shao Tingxun kissed her on the forehead and walked out.

Song Qingyin's heartbeat accelerated violently, and she wanted to chase after her, but Lan Die grabbed her hand.

"Indecisive woman, don't make trouble for Ting Xun, Ting Xun can bring the child back!"

Song Qingyin was full of anxiety, and wanted to pull Lan Die's hand away.

"Snapped--"

Seeing Song Qingyin's reluctance and wanting to get rid of her, Lan Die was agitated, raised her hand and slapped Song Qingyin across the face.

Even though she was slapped, Song Qingyin was still not very calm, but her hand strength was much stronger.

This time, she threw off Lan Die's restraint with a slap in the face, and rushed after Shao Tingxun.

……

"Mom, do you think we can really leave safely tomorrow?"

"Be quiet."

At this moment, Yao Jinfeng's heart was also uneasy.

"Mom, why do I feel that we can't run away? I just fell asleep for a while and dreamed that Shao Tingxun found us and killed us."

"Shut up, get out if you're arguing!"

Yao Jinfeng, who was already a little uneasy, became even more uneasy when Song Qingle said this.

The two people curled up in a small broken warehouse in the suburbs were shivering.

Because the cold wind was blowing, the fire that had just been lit was extinguished immediately.

Song Qingle's eyes sank, and he took a hard look at the crying child who was exhausted and fell asleep. Then he raised his hand and tore off the thick blanket wrapped around the child, and covered it in his hand to keep warm.

"Are you crazy? You are cold, and the child is even colder. If this goes on, the child will freeze to death!"

Yao Jinfeng yelled at Song Qingle incomprehensibly and angrily.

Song Qingle smiled slowly, and the smile was full of chills, "Frozen to death, this child will not be in our hands as long as he survives tomorrow. He is Song Qingyin's child and it would be best if he freezes to death."

"Qingle, I think you are crazy. Let alone tomorrow, even tonight, this child will not be able to survive."

Yao Jinfeng stared excitedly at Song Qingle in front of him, and got up to snatch the blanket from Song Qingle's hand.

She found that Song Qingle's mental problems were getting more and more serious now. Sometimes he was extremely weak, and sometimes he went crazy and made people feel extremely terrifying.

When I raised my hand to pull the blanket, the wind blew, and the fire that seemed to be extinguished just now lit up again.

Song Qingle stared at the firelight, the excitement in his eyes amplified little by little, and the corner of the blanket he was pulling hard threw into the firelight.

The wind was blowing, and the blanket quickly burned like a prairie fire.

"Qing Le!"

Yao Jinfeng's heart beat up to her throat, and by the time she put out the fire, most of my blanket had been burned.

"Snapped--"

Yao Jinfeng couldn't restrain his anger and slapped Song Qingle slapped so hard that Song Qingle fell to the ground.

"Things will come to this point, most of it is caused by you, and you are still crazy now!"

"Ugh-"

After this slap, Song Qingle fell to the ground, did not get up, but curled up, crying like a stray cat.

"Om-"

At this time, there was a faint sound of a car not far away, and the sound of the car was getting closer and closer.

"Get up, someone seems to be rushing over." Yao Jinfeng nervously kicked Song Qingle who was on the ground.

Song Qingle hurriedly got up.

"They didn't come here, did they?" Song Qingle asked tremblingly.

"Hurry up and call Song Qingyin!" Yao Jinfeng said excitedly.

The phone went through quickly.

"I don't think you can learn to behave well. Didn't you mean that you will trade tomorrow? Why are you chasing me now?!"

Hearing Yao Jinfeng's voice, Song Qingyin took a deep breath, trying to keep herself calm.

"What are you talking about, what are you chasing after, I will scrape together 8000 million for you, and send it to you tomorrow. You'd better not touch my child, otherwise you will not only get no money, but I will fight you desperately."

After Song Qingyin finished speaking, she gave Yao Jinfeng another cry of a baby.

Although it was Yao Jinfeng who answered the call now, Song Qingyin knew that Song Qingle must be listening.

Yao Jinfeng didn't care about children, but Song Qingle was different.

Sure enough, Song Qingle's noisy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Song Qingyin, what are you doing?!"

"I didn't do anything, I just told you to take care of my child, otherwise I will take good care of your child." After a pause, Song Qingyin said again, "Turn on the video, I want to see how my child is doing."

"Do you think it's possible?! Song Qingyin is not the time for you to bargain with us. Remember that child Qingle will care, but it doesn't matter to me at all, so you have nothing to threaten me."

"Really?" Song Qingyin sneered.

"Song Qingle, have you heard that you are so worthless in your mother's eyes? After so long, do you still understand that you are just a tool for her to use. To your mother, money and status are more important than you many."

"No, shut up!" Song Qingle seemed to have been stabbed to the point, feeling agitated, and gritted her teeth violently.

Seeing Song Qingyin being so choked up, Yao Jinfeng said, "Do you think you can sow discord between our mother and daughter? Don't dream!"

After the words fell, Yao Jinfeng hung up the phone angrily.

And it's too late now.

Song Qingyin's phone call just now was just to attract her attention, and when she came to her senses at this moment, Shao Tingxun's people and cars had already surrounded the two of them.

"hateful!"

Yao Jinfeng stared in horror at the crowd approaching him step by step.

He raised his hand and hugged the child tightly in his arms, ready to threaten at any time.

"Release the child!"

Shao Tingxun got out of the car and saw Yao Jinfeng holding the child firmly in his arms, his pupils constricted.

And Song Qingyin found that in the cold night, the child's clothes were pitifully thin, and the blanket on his body was thrown aside, and his heart was even more stabbed.

"Yao Jinfeng, what did you do to my child?!"

"Hahaha, I want to know how your child is doing, let these people get rid of it first."

Shao Tingxun did not follow his words, but still strode closer.

Seeing that his threat didn't work, Yao Jinfeng became a little confused.

Immediately, she took out a dagger that she had always prepared from her body and pointed it at the child.

"As long as you dare to take a step today, I will die with this child with this knife."

"you……"

Shao Tingxun looked calm, and finally stopped.

Song Qingyin took a deep breath, trying to calm her mind.

"Don't you want money and want to leave? As long as you let the child go, we will satisfy you."

"Satisfied?! Didn't I ask you to meet tomorrow? What are you doing here today?!"

"I'm sorry, but we were so nervous, whether it's tomorrow or now I think we can talk."

"Here is the 8000 million you want, the passport you want, and of course your children."

While Song Qingyin was talking to Yao Jinfeng, there were suddenly a few things around Shao Tingxun.

Looking at a big bag of banknotes, Yao Jinfeng's eyes lit up.

"Okay, you put these things here first, and when I go abroad, I will naturally find a way to send the child to you."

"Why should I trust you?!"

"If you don't believe it, you have to believe it. If you want your child to live, do you have any choice?"

"Wow--"

At this time, the child brought by Shao Tingxun cried.

Song Qingle on the side was startled, and her eyes were glued to the crying child anxiously.

"Put down the gun in your hand, and bring the child over first!" Song Qingle shouted sharply.

Shao Tingxun put down the gun as he said, then picked up the child and walked towards Song Qingle.

"Wait a minute, let Song Qingyin hug me."

Song Qingle didn't believe Shao Tingxun, she worried that as soon as Shao Tingxun approached, she and Yao Jinfeng would be subdued by Shao Tingxun.

"Okay, I'll send it over."

Song Qingyin took the child, and then approached Song Qingle step by step with the child in her arms.

At the same time, Song Qingyin was looking around, she was always thinking about how to get the child back when she got close, and then escaped successfully.

"Give me the child!"

When Song Qingyin was approaching Song Qingle, Song Qingle moved her body slightly and snatched the child from her hand.

Song Qingyin's heart skipped a beat.

After a pause, her eyes fell on the dagger in Yao Jinfeng's hand.

Before everyone could react, Song Qingyin rushed to Yao Jinfeng and grabbed Yao Jinfeng's hand firmly.

The two were quickly entangled together, but the tip of the dagger hovered back and forth in front of their eyes.

"Voiceless!"

Shao Tingxun's heart tightened, and he rushed forward.

Seeing this, Song Qingle was shocked, she came to her senses, her eyes sharpened, she took out the dagger she had prepared from her side, and stabbed Song Qingyin's body.

When seeing this scene, Shao Tingxun's heart seemed to be torn open, and his breathing stopped.

In an instant, he kicked Song Qingle away in time.

"Qing Le!"

And at the moment Song Qingle was kicked away, Yao Jinfeng felt depressed and struggled to cry out in pain.

The strength of Yao Jinfeng's whole body also seemed to explode instantly.

She snatched the dagger that Song Qingyin was fighting with, and stabbed it straight at Song Qingyin's body.

But here, Shao Tingxun snatched the dagger from Song Qingle's hand, and was about to turn around to rescue Song Qingyin who was entangled with Yao Jinfeng, but found that it was too late.

At this moment, Song Qingyin was stabbed in the abdomen, and blood flowed out from Song Qingyin's abdomen.

"Qingyin!" He yelled like tearing apart, and rushed towards Song Qingyin.

"Ting Xun, come on, let's see how the child is doing?"

The pale Song Qingyin finished speaking with difficulty, and fell asleep in Shao Tingxun's arms directly due to blood loss.

"Voiceless!"

Shouting out in pain, Shao Tingxun sent Song Qingyin to the hospital trembling all over.

Time flies outside the emergency room door.

After an unknown amount of time, a doctor came towards Shao Tingxun.

"Mr. Shao, the kid you just brought here..."

Hearing the doctor's intermittent and embarrassing words, Shao Tingxun's heart skipped a beat, his eyes narrowed, "What's wrong with him?!"

The doctor sighed deeply, "The child has suffered mentally and physically in the past few days beyond what he can bear, and in addition to wearing such thin clothes and being frozen in the cold wind for so long, he can't bear it." Stay, let's go!"