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

"You see, if you take it slowly like this, the child will naturally stop crying, won't it?"

Seeing the worried look of the old god stick, Meng Meili couldn't help but secretly smiled, "Grandpa, you really have a way."

Then the old god stick said again, "Hey, why do you dress this kid up so lightly? What if he catches a cold?" The old god stick hugged the child and went out, "I'll go out and buy some clothes for the kid."

After the old magic stick left, Meng Meili, who was holding back her laughter, couldn't help laughing out loud.

"The old magic stick is really interesting. He is mean in his mouth, but he doesn't know how much he likes children in his heart."

Song Qingyin couldn't help being happy, "The old magic stick has always been like this, with a hard mouth and a soft heart."

Afterwards, Song Qingyin kept the old magic stick on the grounds that she was too busy and needed someone to take care of the child.

But after the old magic stick settled down with her, he answered a phone call, and Murong Chu appeared in the store the next day.

When Murong Chu saw her, he smiled warmly with her, "Long time no see Qingyin."

Song Qingyin's heart trembled.On the day of her wedding, Murong Chu made such a fool of herself, I don't want Murong Chu to still be kind to her now, he is really a terrible person.

"What are you doing here?"

But when he saw Murong Chu, the old magic stick came up to him with a smile on his face, "Xiao Mu saw you again."

Murong Chu smiled gently, "Grandpa left you at home alone, I'm worried, I didn't expect you to move here to live with Qingyin, why didn't you tell me in advance."

"Say, can you still come and see me, old man?"

"Come on, come and sit here."

Murong Chu was about to go to the store, but Song Qingyin blocked Murong Chu's path, "The old magic stick has nothing to do with you, you don't need to bother, go back."

The old god stick listened, and Dang Lian scolded her angrily, "Qingyin, what are you talking about! Xiao Mu has traveled so far, and you will send someone back before you sit down!"

Not caring about the angry reprimand of the old god stick, Song Qingyin continued, "If you don't leave, do you want me to pay you the fare?"

The old magic stick glared at Song Qingyin angrily, "Song Qingyin, are you driving me away?!"

Meng Meili was more straightforward than Song Qingyin, "Grandpa, why is Qingyin driving you away? He just doesn't like seeing this man."

The old magician couldn't help but get bored when he heard it, and glared at Song Qingyin with hatred, "What's wrong with Xiaomu that you want you to treat him like this?!"

Not wanting the old god to worry, Song Qingyin did not confess what Murong Chu had done to her before.Therefore, Song Qingyin didn't say a word when asked by the old magic stick.

And Meng Meili gave Murong Chu a supercilious look, and pulled Song Qingyin to leave.

"Qingyin is busy in the store today, so I don't have time to stand here."

"Stop!" The old magic stick stopped Song Qingyin.

And looking at this stiff situation, Murong Chu couldn't help saying, "Grandpa, I'd better go back first, so I won't embarrass you."

"You don't need to stay. Unless they drive me out today!" The old magic stick glared at Song Qingyin, "Come here and apologize to Xiaomu!"

Meng Meili felt depressed, but in order to ease the atmosphere, she couldn't help saying, "Grandpa, don't be like this, it was my fault just now, Qingyin is always so temperamental to everyone."

But unexpectedly, the old magic stick also reprimanded Meng Meili, "Shut up, this is a matter between me and Qingyin!"

"Bang—" Meng Meili smashed down the cup in her hand, turned around and left angrily.

Taking a deep breath, Song Qingyin forced herself to smile, and apologized to Murong Chu, "I'm sorry, I lost my attitude just now."

Murong Chu took advantage of the situation and stepped forward slightly.

"Qingyin, I'm sorry, I know you don't like me, so I can only come to see you in the name of the old magic stick."

As soon as Murong Chu got closer, Song Qingyin's body automatically dodged.

The old magic stick who managed to calm down said, "Is Xiao Mu busy?"

"not busy."

"Since you're not busy, stay for a meeting. Let's stay and have dinner together at night."

Murong Chu nodded happily.

Seeing Murong Chu nod his head, the old man glared at Song Qingyin again, "Pour Xiaomu a cup of tea yet!"

Song Qingyin felt deeply depressed, she had been with the old god stick for so many years, and Murong Chu had only appeared for so long, but she didn't want the old god stick to favor Murong Chu like this.

Feeling dissatisfied, but thinking about reconciling with the old god stick, Song Qingyin followed the old god stick's wishes and poured Murong Chu a glass of water.

And she put enough ground coffee in the water, and added some pepper.

Holding the dark food, Song Qingyin threw it in front of Murong Chu, "I just made it, drink it when you're thirsty, and pour it out if you don't drink it."

Murong Chu didn't hesitate and drank it in one gulp.

And Song Qingyin couldn't help but tickle her heart when she looked at it.

But she thought that Murong Chu would spit it out, but she didn't want Murong Chu to be expressionless.

"Is it good?" Song Qingyin frowned and asked.

Murong Chu smiled gently, "Anything you give is delicious, even poison."

Resisting the goosebumps all over her body, Song Qingyin sneered again, "Since it tastes good, drink all of it, don't keep it."

Murong Chu hesitated while holding the cup.

Seeing this, Song Qingyin spoke sarcastically, "Sure enough, a man's mouth is a deceitful ghost."

The old magic stick intentionally brought Song Qingyin and Murong Chu closer. The old magic stick who came over and said to Murong Chu, "Since Xiaomu tastes good, drink it all, don't waste it."

Song Qingyin couldn't help laughing.

No matter how helpless Murong Chu was, he could only bite the bullet and drink the food into his stomach.

A hint of cunning flashed in Song Qingyin's eyes, "Would you like another drink?"

This time, Murong Chu hurriedly waved his hands and rushed into the bathroom.

The old god stick who realized later saw something, and couldn't help but glared at Song Qingyin, "Girl, if you continue to make trouble, see if I won't beat you up."

Let it go when you see it, Song Qingyin slipped away in time, "Old God stick, the people over there are waiting for me, so I won't accompany you."

Song Qingyin deliberately hid the old god stick and Murong Chu far away, but didn't want Murong Chu to still be haunted.

"If Qingyin doesn't want to take a break, drink a cup of tea first."

Looking up Song Qingyin saw that Murong Chu was still holding the child in his hands.My heart skipped a beat.

"Who told you to touch him?"

Song Qingyin, who reacted quickly, snatched the child from Murong Chu's hand with a black face.

Song Qingyin's reaction made Murong Chu hesitate slightly, "Is this your and Shao Tingxun's child?"

Song Qingyin's child died in an accident, Murong Chu had heard about it, but now that Song Qingyin was so nervous about this child, he became somewhat suspicious.

"It's none of your business."

Because Murong Chu had a really bad impression of Song Qingyin, Song Qingyin couldn't help but tighten her hand holding the child.

Seeing Song Qingyin's resistance, Murong Chu's eyes darkened, and he smiled helplessly and somewhat bitterly, "You like Shao Tingxun, but he doesn't even want your child, and I like you, yet you are so afraid of me! "

Song Qingyin sneered even more, "Receive your hypocritical feelings, what you love about me is not liking for me, but desire to conquer, just because I am Shao Tingxun's woman!"

"What if I say no, I only like you?!"

As he said that, Murong Chu fixed Song Qingyin's shoulders excitedly, but at this moment, a figure rushed in from outside and pulled Murong Chu's body forcefully.

"Shao... Mr. Shao."

Shao Tingxun's assistant chased after him anxiously.

Recently, Shao Tingxun had nothing to do, so he came over and squatted outside the store. In order not to arouse suspicion, Shao Tingxun even changed to a different car and parked in front of the store every day.

When Murong Chu arrived just now, he caught Shao Tingxun's attention. At that time, Shao Tingxun wanted to get out of the car to stop someone, but the assistant stopped him.

"Mr. Shao, you were bumped into by Miss Song when you got out of the car like this. Don't you want to see Miss Song again?"

Shao Tingxun endured it, but when he saw Murong attacking, Shao Tingxun couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out of the car.

"boom--"

Shao Tingxun's punch was unexpected.

Everyone present was shocked.

Shao Tingxun shouted at Murong Chu, "She is my woman, who made you touch her like this!"

Getting up from the ground, Murong Chu wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "She is your woman? Didn't you two separate?"

Murong Chu even had a slight sneer on his face, which undoubtedly angered Shao Tingxun.

Shao Tingxun threw his fist again, but Murong Chu dodged it.

Murong Chu's eyes turned and fixed on Song Qingyin, "Qingyin, don't you want to say something?"

Knowing Murong Chu's small thoughts, Song Qingyin felt a burst of disdain, "This is my shop, if the two of you want to quarrel, please go out."

Then she stepped forward again and tugged at Murong Chu's tie, "Whether I am his woman has anything to do with you, are you qualified to ask these questions?"

These words kill people invisible, Murong Chu's heart stabbed, "Qingyin, you..."

Song Qingyin put away all the expressions on her face, "If you hadn't appeared here today, this thing wouldn't have happened, so it's wise to leave."

At this time, the old god stick heard the sound and stepped forward.

Seeing Shao Tingxun come to make trouble, the old god stick repulsed in his heart, "What are you doing here, get out!"

Not taking the words of the old god stick at ease, Shao Tingxun looked at Song Qingyin.

Song Qingyin stepped forward and walked towards him.

"Since we said we're going to separate, you should be more upright and meddle in my affairs again and again, do you think it's fun?"

"Qingyin, we..."

Song Qingyin's eyes darkened, "Now that there are so many people here, I will save face for you. If you still want to stay here, I don't guarantee what I will do."

Shao Tingxun was forced to lose by her, "Okay, I'll go."

Shao Tingxun was about to leave, but the old magic stick stepped forward and poured cold water on Shao Tingxun's face.

"Don't come here to disturb our Qingyin's life, or you won't be so polite in the future."

Looking at Shao Tingxun covered in water, Song Qingyin's heart tightened.

"Did I read it right just now, did the old man pour a glass of cold water on Mr. Shao just now?" Discussions on the side quickly rang out.

Song Qingyin subconsciously worried about Shao Tingxun, she stepped forward and grabbed the hand of the old magic stick.

"I don't have anything to do with him anymore. You don't need to waste your emotions on him. Let's go and stand at the back. There are too many people here, which will have a bad impact on the store."