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

The old god stick was angry, "You are not worried about the bad influence on the store, but you are worried about the bad influence on him."

At this moment, Murong Chu stepped forward to join Shao Tingxun, "See, I am the last one to stay. Young Master Shao has some things, you should let go of them wisely, such as Qingyin."

Shao Tingxun clenched his fist again.

Murong Chu lowered his head and glanced, "Why do you still want to do something? Shao Tingxun, what else can you do, do you know how much trouble you have caused Qingyin?"

Shen suppressed the breath in his heart, and Shao Tingxun twitched the corner of his mouth lightly, "Mr. Mu, we will have a long future."

After the words fell, Shao Tingxun walked out of the shop.

Seeing this, Song Qingyin let out a long sigh of relief.

Seeing that, the old magic stick felt displeasure in his heart, "Why, seeing that kid go, can't you bear it?"

Quickly looking back, Song Qingyin smiled guiltyly, "No, you misunderstood, old man."

The old magic stick ignored her, but looked at Murong Chu, "Xiao Mu was punched just now, take this and rub it on him."

Song Qingyin didn't move, "He has hands and feet and he can handle it himself."

The old magic stick felt depressed, and he patted the table hard, "If it wasn't for you, that bastard Shao Tingxun would have appeared, and Xiao Mu would have been injured." Taking a deep breath, the old magic stick said again, "Compared to Shao Tingxun, Xiao Mu Such a gentle person, why do you look down on him?"

Song Qingyin didn't say a word, but she muttered in her heart, "The old god stick is so old and blind, he misjudged the wrong person like this, and he still has the nerve to say her."

Due to the persecution of the old magic stick, Song Qingyin walked up to Murong Chu, casually threw the ointment in his hand, "This is for you from the old magic stick, get out of here immediately after wiping it off, it's an eyesore."

I didn't want the old god stick to follow, just happened to encounter such a scene, and felt angry, the old god stick pinched Song Qingyin's ear, "I asked you to apply medicine for Xiaomu, what's your attitude?"

"Hey, my ears are about to come down." Song Qingyin couldn't help but struggled in pain.

"Grandpa, it's okay, I'll do it myself, you don't have to make things difficult for Qingyin."

"What's so embarrassing, if it wasn't for her, why would you be hurt today." Turning his head, the old magic stick glared at Song Qingyin, "Give Xiaomu some medicine immediately."

Song Qingyin stared at Murong Chu with hatred in her heart, and couldn't help but feel that Murong Chu was a very green man.

"Okay, I'll wipe it for him." Then Song Qingyin took the cotton swab.

Seeing Song Qingyin rubbing the medicine on him, Murong Chu felt a bit of anticipation in his heart, and a faint smile appeared on his face.But when Song Qingyin's hand landed on his wound, he gasped in pain.

Seeing his painful appearance, Song Qingyin finally twitched her mouth, "Hold on, it hurts a little when I apply the medicine."

It can be said that Song Qingyin did not give up half-heartedly.

But for the sake of face, Murong Chu gritted his teeth and endured it, not daring to yell out the pain, but his knuckles were turning white while he was holding the corner of the table.

"Qingyin, it's almost enough." Murong Chu gritted his teeth.

Song Qingyin had a smile on her face, "Why is it almost enough, this one needs to be painted well."

And Shao Tingxun, who hadn't left yet, watched this scene from a short distance, his eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"Shao...Mr. Shao, why don't we go back?"

The assistant looked at Shao Tingxun's cigarettes being extinguished one after another, feeling scared for a while.I'm afraid that Shao Tingxun will rush in in the next second and finish Murong Chu with a knife.

"Boom boom boom——"

At this moment, Shao Tingxun's car window was knocked open.

"Let's talk."

Shao Tingxun put out his cigarette and opened the car door, "What do you want to say?"

The old magic stick's eyes darkened, "Is there any kind of woman you want, Qingyin, just let her go and let her live a good life by herself."

Looking into the store again, the old man said, "Look, without you, Qingyin and Xiaomu get along very happily. If possible, I want Qingyin and Xiaomu to be together."

Shao Tingxun, who had been silent all this time, looked at the old magic stick, "Why can't I do Murong Chu?"

The old magician couldn't help but whispered, "Self-knowledge is the most important thing in a person. Xiaomu has the same qualifications as you, but he is gentle, humble, and dedicated to Qingyin. There are not so many complicated problems around him. He is better than you in everything."

Shao Tingxun's eyes were heavy and he didn't say a word, but the assistant couldn't help but said, "Old man, you are really an old woman, Mr. Shao's appearance, ability, and assets are not comparable to Murong Chu, but for Qingyin's infatuation, Murong Chu is not worth mentioning."

Taking a deep look at the assistant, the old man sneered, "How about Shao Tingxun? I have eyes, and I dare not say anything else, but Mr. Shao's methods of confusing are still quite high. You, like Qingyin, are blindfolded."

After a pause, the old master intentionally told Shao Tingxun what he said, "It's just the beginning, I will find opportunities for Xiaomu and Qingyin to get along more, any relationship can be cultivated, and one day Qingyin will accept Xiaomu."

After the words fell, the old magic stick left without saying goodbye.

Seeing the old magic stick leave, the assistant couldn't help complaining, "Mr. Shao, this old gentleman's poor eyesight is really annoying."

Shao Tingxun's eyes were gloomy, and he lit a cigarette again, but said nothing.

After getting off the car, the old magic stick went directly to the traffic police, "Hello, our shop owner said that parking is not allowed at the door of the shop, can you please ask this gentleman to drive the car away?"

After a while, the traffic policeman came towards Shao Tingxun, "Sir, the lady just said that parking is not allowed at the door of her store from now on, please drive away."

Following the direction of the traffic policeman's finger, Shao Tingxun's eyes fell on Song Qingyin.

Shao Tingxun, whose eyes were extremely gray, started the car.

"Woo--" I stepped on the accelerator, and the car body disappeared.

During the dinner, Murong Chu stayed because of the old god stick's persuasion.

"Qingyin, don't worry about eating by yourself, give Xiaomu something to eat."

"He has hands and doesn't need me."

The old magic stick suppressed his anger, "He is a guest, don't you know what hospitality is?"

Meng Meili has been watching from the sidelines today.

"boom--"

Finally unable to bear it any longer, Meng Meili slammed the chopsticks in her hand onto the table.

"Grandpa, don't you see that Qingyin doesn't like him? Qingyin has been forcing herself because of you, do you have to be happy like this?!"

These words solidified the atmosphere on the field.

"Meili, what are you talking about? Eat well for me." As she spoke, Song Qingyin took the chopsticks and stuffed them into Meng Meili's hand.

Then she put some side dishes in Murong Chu's bowl.

"Let's have a good meal."

Unexpectedly, the next second, the old god stick sneered, "It turns out that you are so wronged because of me, an old guy. I'd better not bother you."

Saying that, the old magic stick stood up from his seat and walked straight out of the restaurant.

Song Qingyin got up and hurriedly chased after her, "Old God, don't listen to Meili's nonsense."

Throwing away Song Qingyin's hand fiercely, the old magic stick forced him, "If you want me to stay, then get along with Xiaomu well. Let me tell you, I want to entrust you to Xiaomu to take care of you."

Song Qingyin froze deeply, feeling pain in her heart, "Grandpa, don't be like this. I can take care of myself, so why do I need others to take care of me?"

The old magic stick ignored Song Qingyin and walked straight forward.

Song Qingyin could only catch up again, "Old God, don't you want to see me find a reliable person to marry? Don't worry, I will look for it, but this person is definitely not Murong Chu!"

The old magic stick grabbed Song Qingyin's hand angrily, "What's wrong with Xiaomu, he's more than enough for you, what right do you have to despise him, I'll tell you that I'm only looking for Xiaomu, you can figure it out."

Murong Chu spoke at this moment. "Grandpa, you don't have to do this. I don't want Qingyin to be in such a difficult situation. Whether Qingyin is willing to accept me is her freedom."

Murong Chu backed down on his lips, but a sly smile appeared in his heart, thinking that the time he spent on the old god stick these days was really useless.

"Xiao Mu, let's go, they don't welcome us here." Pulling Murong Chu, the old magic stick was about to leave.

Murong Chu took away the hand of the old magic stick, "Grandpa, don't do this."

The old magic stick paused, thinking that he would sing a bad face, and give Murong Chu a chance to sing a good face, and said, "Xiao Mu, if you don't go back, I will go back."

After the old god stick left, Murong Chu lowered his expression, "I'm sorry. Qingyin has caused you so much trouble."

Song Qingyin was so angry that her chest was tight, she raised her hand and Song Qingyin poured a glass of water directly on Murong Chu's face.

"Because of you, Ting Xun, the old god stick poured a glass of cold water on you, and now I give it back to you."

Song Qingyin was in a hurry, and her mouth was even sharper, "Compared to Shao Tingxun, you are too inferior, so there is no need for you to humiliate yourself here."

Song Qingyin's words fell into the ears of the clerk, and naturally they also fell into Shao Tingxun's ears indirectly.Shao Tingxun, who was originally angry about Murong Chu's appearance, was in a good mood in an instant.

"Qingyin's eyes are pretty good." Said Shao Tingxun stood up from his seat, got up and walked out.

Ji Zixuan was stunned, and he hadn't reacted for a moment. Just now, Shao Tingxun clearly had a terrible stinky face, why in the blink of an eye...

"Ting Xun, where are you going?"

The corner of Shao Tingxun's mouth twitched, "I heard that the Mu family recently arranged a blind date for Murong Chu."

Ji Zixuan followed.

"I heard that Murong Chu kid even went to meet the daughter of Tongyu Jewelry." Ji Zixuan couldn't help but added, "Speaking of which, Murongchu is also shameless, and he is dating the daughter of Tongyu Jewelry. Now I still have Song Qingyin's idea."

Shao Tingxun's eyes turned cold, and he couldn't help but quicken his pace.

Ji Zixuan hurriedly caught up, "Ting Xun, it's not that Murong Chu is planning to hit your woman, you also want to pry his corner and get the woman who is the jade jewellery?"

Listening, Shao Tingxun's assistant couldn't help laughing.

Ji Zixuan frowned and turned his head, "What are you laughing at?"

The assistant smiled quickly, "Master Ji, you don't know that Mr. Shao is not interested in other women except Miss Song."

Ji Zixuan paused, and nodded in agreement, "It's not that you want to pry the corner of the wall, Ting Xun, what is your plan?"

He just finished asking, but he didn't want Shao Tingxun to stop, "It's a good idea to pry the corner of the wall, I'll leave it to you."

Ji Zixuan's heart was deeply depressed, and he felt anxious, "Shao Tingxun, are you kidding me? If Meili knows that I hook up with other women, my life will be gone."

Mentioning Meng Meili, Shao Tingxun frowned even more.

The assistant couldn't help poking Ji Zixuan carefully.