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

Taking a deep breath, the old magic stick hit his chest hard, "I now understand why you hate that kid Murong Chu, it turns out it's..."

The content on the old god stick's mobile phone is all about Murong Chu using it to hurt Song Qingyin.

Now, thinking about how he used to force Song Qingyin and Murong Chu to get along with each other, the old god feels very depressed.

At that time, Song Qingyin felt very distressed and uncomfortable, but he...

Meng Meili put down the bowl and chopsticks on the side, and sighed helplessly, "Don't blame Qingyin, old man, Qingyin just doesn't want to make you feel bad, so this matter has been busy with you."

The old magic stick stared angrily, squeezed his hands into a ball, and looked painful, "Don't tell me so that I don't feel bad, so I feel better now?!"

"Old god stick me..." Song Qingyin still hesitated to speak, not knowing what to say.

Shen let out a sigh of relief, and the corner of the old god stick's mouth pulled a helpless smile, "Oh, I am sorry for you, what right do I have to treat you like this."

Saying that, the old god stick got up and was about to leave.

After a few steps, Song Qingyin stepped forward and grabbed the hand of the old god stick, looking anxious, "I was wrong for the old god stick to hide it from you, I apologize to you, but you must not move back, I want to be with you A piece of life!"

Looking down at Song Qingyin who was holding her hand, the old man struggled even more, his old eyes became hazy, "What are you thinking, silly girl, I just went out to take a breath."

Song Qingyin let out a long sigh of relief, and just let go of the hand of the old magic stick.

After the old magic stick walked out of the store, he took out his mobile phone and made a call, and Murong Chu's hypocritical voice came from the phone.

"grandfather."

The old god stick's voice was uncontrollably cold, "Let's meet."

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?" Murong Chu was puzzled when he heard that the voice on the phone was wrong.

"Blue Sky Cafe." The old magic stick didn't give him an answer, and after giving him the address, he hung up the phone directly.

Murong Chu hurried to the cafe.

"Grandpa, what's the matter?" Murong Chu was still smiling.

Seeing Murong Chu's smile, the old god stick's face became colder and colder.

Gradually, Murong Chu realized that something was wrong, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Did something unpleasant happen?"

The old god stick had a serious face, "How is the matter with the daughter of Tongyu Jewelry going?"

"Grandpa, I've already taken care of that. Except Qingyin, I won't keep other women by my side."

"Heh—" the old god stick sneered, "Tell me, what do you want to get from me after all your efforts to lie to me?"

Murong Chu was deeply taken aback, he didn't know what happened in just a few days, which made the attitude of the old god stick to him change 180 degrees.

And the old magic stick continued, "After thinking about it, I don't have anything for you as an old man. It's just because Qingyin is Shao Tingxun's woman, so you want to snatch it to satisfy your desire to challenge?!"

Murong Chu frowned, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you, why can't I understand a word?"

The angry old god stick picked up the water from the table and poured it on Murong Chu's face, "You are still not human, Qingyin was still pregnant at that time, and you actually asked him to accompany the drink, if Shao Tingxun was not here, Voiceless, she..."

Speaking of this, the voice of the old god stick began to tremble.

This was just one of the incidents, thinking about how many bad things Murong Chu did to Song Qingyin, he wished he could tear Murong Chu to pieces.

Murong Chuding was stunned, "Grandpa, who told you this?"

"Who said it's important?!" The old magic stick slapped the table heavily, "It's lucky that I still trust you like that! Now that I think about it, I feel that a person like you makes your heart shudder!"

The angry old stick said, then picked up the cane and slammed it on Murong Chu's body, "I'll beat you to death, brat, for making you bully our Qingyin like this!"

Murong Chu was beaten a few times at first, but then he got annoyed and grabbed the stick of the old magic stick, "Grandpa, calm down, listen to me!"

The old god stick struggled hard, grabbing the stick.

"Listen, what excuses are you looking for to lie to me? It seems that I am really old and blind, and I still want to entrust Qingyin to you."

"Grandpa, I was wrong about this matter, but I also have my own considerations, I hope you can understand, at that time I..."

Murong Chu took another chance to explain the matter clearly.It's just that the old magic stick didn't have the will to listen at all.

The stick in his hand was held by Murong Chu, the old magic stick gave up, picked up a cup next to him and threw it at Murong Chu's body.

Murong Chu's eyes darkened and he dodged.

"boom--"

Shards of glass were scattered and splashed.

Murong Chu's patience was worn to the extreme.

"enough!"

Murong Chu said in a cold voice, the old man paused, and showed a sneer, "Why do you feel that you don't need to pretend to be seen through by an old guy like me?! I thought our voiceless voice was not good enough for you, but now it seems that you Garbage doesn't deserve our Qingyin's attention at all."

Except for Song Qingyin, Murong Chu couldn't bear other people talking about him like that.With a dark expression on his face, he directly strangled the old magic stick's neck, and said icily, "I don't want to do this, but if you insist, don't blame me for being rude."

Then the old god stick had difficulty breathing and struggled for a while.

It took Murong Chu a long time before he was let go, "Old man, do you think I am willing to play with you? If I didn't like voiceless sounds, I wouldn't want to talk to an old man like you at all."

Lowering his head, Murong Chu tidied up his clothes again.

"It's just that I'm giving you face like this, but you still don't know how to flatter you, so don't blame me for being rude."

The old magic stick looked angry, "Like us Qingyin? I'm piss—Qingyin won't look at people like you with a human face and a heart."

Murong Chu was completely enraged, and grabbed the old god stick by the neck, "The old guy never thought your mouth would be so stinky."

He forcefully pinched the old god's mouth open again, Murong Chu's eyes darkened, and he poured cups of boiled water on the table towards the old god's mouth.

"Wash it and it'll be clean."

He was already old, how could the old magic stick stand up to Murong Chu's behavior.

"Cough, cough, cough—" the old god stick coughed violently, but Murong Chu didn't care about it at all, and walked out of the shop directly grabbing the magic stick.

"Who was that man just now?"

"Are you crazy, to treat an old man like this?"

"If a family has a conflict, you can't do this to an old man."

……

The people in the store were horrified, took out their mobile phones, and immediately called the police, but when they chased out the door, the old god stick was nowhere to be seen.

After dragging the old magic stick to the car, Murong Chu threw his hand and threw it.

However, after some repairs, the old god was lying on the car for a long time, unable to move, and when he was able to walk by himself, he was firmly pressed down by Murong Chu's kick.

"I came here today, and I want to go back like this?!"

The whole face was very dark, the old god stick stared at Murong Chu with hatred, "Why do you want to kill me?!"

Murong Chu sneered and patted the old god stick on the face, "So, cooperate with me well, and what good fruit will you eat if you piss me off?"

"Murong Chu, you..."

"Just wait for me!"

The driver was driving in front, while Murong Chu pressed the old god stick's body hard with his hands.

"Om-"

The phone in the old god stick's pocket rang.

After struggling for a while, the old god stick stared at the phone, trying to pick it up, but was snatched by Murong Chu.

He glanced at the call reminder.

"What if it's voiceless?" Murong Chu deliberately frowned and looked at the old magic stick.

"Give me the phone."

Murong Chu snorted softly, "You think I'll let you see Qingyin again, stop dreaming!"

Song Qingyin never saw the old god stick, and felt anxious for a while.

"Didn't you see the old magic stick?"

She remembered that the old god stick told her to go out to take a breath, so she didn't take it to heart, but when she finished her work, the old god stick didn't come back.

"Miss Song didn't see the old man, is the old man on the phone?"

The clerk also looked around the store.

Song Qingyin shook her head heavily.

Meng Meili's head was heavy and depressed, "Grandpa is enough, the reason why you hide it from him is just so that he won't be so disappointed, and I don't want him to blame it on you."

Song Qingyin didn't say a word, and repeatedly dialed the phone number of the old god stick several times, but still didn't get through, so she got up and wanted to go out.

"Where are you going, Qingyin?"

"I'll go back to my old address to check. The old magic stick must have gone back there. I'll go and bring him back."

Meng Meili heard that she was holding her hand even harder, "Don't go, you didn't do anything wrong, you should calm down Grandpa, he should reflect on his own problems."

"Let go of Meili, I'm worried that the old magic stick will..."

Not listening to what Song Qingyin said, Meng Meili forced Song Qingyin to come and go to the store.

Taking advantage of Meng Meili's inattention the next day, Song Qingyin went to the old address.

And after arriving at the old address, looking at the empty room, Song Qingyin's heart skipped a beat.

She had a vague premonition that something had happened to the old magic stick.

"Auntie, did you see the old magic stick yesterday?" Song Qingyin hurriedly asked the neighbor next door.

"Didn't old man Song move out with you? Why did you come back? I didn't see anyone else."

"Uncle, did you see our old magic stick yesterday?"

"No, the door of your house has been closed all the time. I haven't seen it opened."

……

After a while of questioning, Song Qingyin's heart sank even further.

If it was really because she concealed it and made the old god stick angry and committed suicide, she would never forgive herself for the rest of her life.

After a while, Song Qingyin who regained her strength called Meng Meili, "Mei... Meili, the old magic stick is gone."

Meng Meili took a deep breath.

She didn't see Song Qingyin all morning, so she guessed that Song Qingyin was going to find the old magic stick.She originally thought that Song Qingyin's good temper would be able to coax the old magic stick back, but she didn't want Song Qingyin to tell her that the old magic stick was gone.