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

Shao Tingxun seemed to have vaguely heard what Song Qingyin said on the phone.

Without moving his eyes, Shao Tingxun stepped forward and was about to hang up the phone in Song Qingyin's hand, but before Shao Tingxun stepped forward, Song Qingyin made a break first.

"His stuff has nothing to do with me, if you want to lose it, just lose it." Song Qingyin said indifferently.

The person who called Song Qingyin on the other end of the phone paused deeply because of Song Qingyin's reaction. He didn't know what Song Liancheng did to Song Qingyin, so at the moment he only felt that Song Qingyin was too cruel.

He took a deep breath, and the other party's tone became a little heavy, "Qingyin, how could you do this? After all, it's something left by your father, and what's left behind by your father is nothing, it's all about you and your mother something."

Song Qingyin's body froze, and even her movements froze.

When she got what Song Liancheng left behind, Song Qingyin's heart completely collapsed.

What Song Liancheng left behind.

——a set of wedding dress that her mother wore when she got married, and her little clothes for a hundred days, one year old, two year old... small clothes, and a group photo of the family.

She thought Song Liancheng had already forgotten her mother, but now...

fake, fake...

Song Qingyin shook her head unacceptably.

Then she frantically picked up some clothes from the ground and tried to tear them apart, but Song Qingyin dragged them into her mouth and bit them apart forcefully.

Song Liancheng's friend looked at her in disbelief, and was stunned incomprehensibly, but Shao Tingxun stepped forward and pulled her into his arms and bound her tightly, controlling all her movements.

Song Qingyin struggled, struggled, and it took some time for her to calm down.

The man on the side just said stiffly at this moment, "Qingyin, it's unreliable for your father to marry that woman Yao Jinfeng and kick you out of the house these few years, you're a bit of a jerk, but your father never forgot You, when the Song Clan was not ruined, your father wanted to leave the entire Song Clan to you no matter how much Yao Jinfeng thought about it."

Hearing this fact, Song Qingyin's heart seemed to be scalded fiercely by being thrown on the iron plate again.

"Lie! You lie!" Song Qingyin cried hysterically to the man in pain.

Seeing Song Qingyin like this, the other party was a little scared, and unconsciously stepped back a few minutes.

After standing still, the other party's anger became stronger, "What are you lying about, Qingyin, it's not that you don't know Uncle's personality, your father is just as stubborn as you, but it's true that he cares about you from the bottom of his heart. What good can Uncle get from telling you these lies!"

While speaking, the other party threw a notebook in front of Song Qingyin unwillingly.

"This is the only thing your father left behind. You can take a look, and you don't have to lose it."

When the words fell to the convenience, he gave her a disappointed look, turned around and left angrily.

Song Qingyin's whole body was exhausted, and she fell straight to the ground. Shao Tingxun's eyes sank, and he hugged Song Qingyin from the ground.

"Let's go home!"

After finishing speaking, Shao Tingxun turned his head and glanced at the assistant next to him.

"These are all burned."

According to Shao Tingxun's instructions, the assistant piled up the things left by Song Tiancheng, and then threw away the lighter.

Soon a fire was burning.

Song Qingyin, who had just been carried into the car by Shao Tingxun, couldn't help but feel deeply suffocated when she saw the flames.

Do not--

Song Qingyin just thought that she couldn't look at these things and was burned like this.

Rolling and crawling, she hurried towards the burning fire.

"Voiceless!"

Shao Tingxun felt depressed, his eyes flashed nervously, he quickly rushed out of the car and caught up with Song Qingyin.

Song Qingyin didn't care about the consequences and rushed directly to the fire.

notebook!The notebook left by Song Liancheng!
She searched frantically for a while, and finally found the notebook that had been left aside and hadn't completely burned out.

Just as he put it in his arms, Shao Tingxun stepped forward and pulled her out of the fire, and quickly extinguished the flames that had already ignited on Te's body.

"Are you desperate?!" Shao Tingxun shouted angrily at her, wishing that Song Qingyin could calm down.

It's just that Song Qingyin didn't seem to care much about his anger.

Song Qingyin held the burnt notebook and flipped through it page by page.

She always thought that she was insignificant in Song Liancheng's heart, but now after reading Song Liancheng's diary, she realized that she was wrong.

She and Song Liancheng's tempers are so similar, the two of them are always in a stalemate, and neither of them is willing to bow their heads to admit their mistakes first, so that they missed too much warmth.

The last page of the diary.

——I never thought that Qingyue was the one who killed Qingyue. In my impression, Qingyin has a bad temper, but she is such an obedient child!
I hate myself for driving her out of the house all these years and making her what she is now. I don't know how much Meien will blame me when she sees me in the future.

I thought I could justly be a father and pay for Qingle's murder, but when I saw that Qingyin was injured, I panicked.

Qingyin did something wrong, but I still don't want to be cruel. I feel ashamed of Qingle, I don't have much time to live, why not...

Seeing Song Qingyin's tears streaming down her eyes, she wiped her face with her dusty hand, and her fair face turned black.

A burst of guilt crept up from the bottom of her heart, and Song Qingyin felt a sudden pain in her heart. She hated Song Qingle so much.

But no matter how much she hated, she couldn't do anything.

"Qingyin, let's go home!"

Seeing Song Qingyin's appearance, Shao Tingxun picked up Song Qingyin again and sent him back to his residence.

Because of Song Liancheng's matter, Song Qingyin was immersed in a gloomy mood for a long time.

Shao Tingxun looked worried for a while, even when he was working, he couldn't help being a little distracted.

Seeing this, Wang Qian took a pen and tapped in front of Shao Tingxun with a smile, "Mr. Shao has something on his mind, why is he thinking about something so obsessively?"

Shao Tingxun came back to his senses, then shook his head, got up and deliberately distanced himself from Wang Qian.

"I'll make a call first, you wait."

Speaking of which, Shao Tingxun put Wang Qian aside, and then Shao Tingxun called Meng Meili.

"Mr. Shao, you don't need to be so exaggerated."

Meng Meili couldn't help but sighed a long time on the phone. She and Song Qingyin had only been out for a long time, and she didn't expect Shao Tingxun to call so soon.

She is also very worried about Song Qingyin's current state, but she has recently received a new drama and is busy, so the time allocated to Song Qingyin is pitifully small.

Last night, in order to let her spend more time with Song Qingyin, Shao Tingxun took Song Qingyin out to go shopping and relax, so he went to find her.

After this, he deliberately cleared up the relationship, let her take a break from filming the new drama for a month, and made time for her to spend time with Song Qingyin.

Today, she was even given a card, allowing her to buy whatever she wanted, the only requirement was to make Song Qingyin happier.

But it wasn't long, how could it be possible to make Song Qingyin feel better!

"Mr. Shao, it took me a lot of effort to pull Qingyin out for shopping. It takes a lot of effort to make her happy, so there's no rush."

Shao Tingxun paused, and didn't say any more, but he didn't forget to ask, "It's cold outside now, remember to ask Qingyin to wear more clothes."

Meng Meili couldn't help feeling deeply depressed when she heard this, "Got it!"

Shao Tingxun simply raised Song Qingyin as a daughter, but considering Ji Zixuan's concern for her, Meng Meili would not give Ji Zixuan two big feet at all.

When Shao Tingxun was about to hang up, Meng Meili suddenly thought of something again and called Shao Tingxun back.

"Mr. Shao, if you really want Qingyin to feel better, you should ask Qingyin to find something to do."

Thinking about it, Meng Mei felt another burst of envy in her heart.

There are many things in Song Qingyin's store on weekdays, but Shao Tingxun doesn't want her to worry about it, so he has full authority to consider and arrange things for Song Qingyin.

Under the management of Shao Tingxun, the previous store has also successfully become a brand store.

Song Qingyin didn't do anything, her net worth and pockets doubled again.

But she thinks that Shao Tingxun's concern is too much. If Song Qingyin is worried about something in the store, maybe Song Qingyin can adjust her state faster when she is busy.

Shao Tingxun knew what Meng Meili meant, but he was not willing to make Song Qingyin suffer.

Wang Qian, who had been standing to one side and did not approach, vaguely heard some conversations.

I envy Song Qingyin from the bottom of my heart, and the jealousy is even deeper.

Concealing her own thoughts, Wang Qian walked towards Shao Tingxun with a smile, "Mr. Shao, madam is not in a good mood?"

Shao Tingxun frowned slightly, obviously displeased with Wang Qian listening to his call.

Deliberately ignoring Shao Tingxun's performance, Wang Qian then smiled softly, "I have an idea that I can try."

It turned out that Shao Tingxun, who was a little unhappy in his heart, couldn't help but pause when he heard what Wang Qian said, and his eyes softened a little.

Then Wang Qian said, "Didn't Mr. Shao say that Mr. Shao, the image spokesperson for this product, will decide it himself? I think maybe Madam can give it a try."

Early in the morning, Wang Qian knew that Shao Tingxun was going to leave the image spokesperson to Song Qingyin, but now she just followed Shao Tingxun's mind and said, to earn a little more favor from Shao Tingxun's heart.

"My wife will definitely feel better with the young master, and the mood of the filming interaction will soon improve."

After thinking about it, Wang Qian said thoughtfully, "Boss Shao doesn't have to worry that Ms. Song will be too tired. I will explain to the filming team in person. The progress is delayed a little every day. Anyway, I am not in a hurry."

Shao Tingxun thought it was a good idea, and his original resistance to Wang Qian dissipated a lot in an instant.

Seeing Shao Tingxun's relaxed expression, Wang Qian's heart couldn't help but twitched, and then her mind sank again.

"Let me talk to my wife about the shooting. By the way, I will get closer to my wife and explain the misunderstanding of the last time." Wang Qian said boldly.

After speaking, Wang Qian's heart was also raised, and she didn't quite know how Shao Tingxun would react to this.

But Shao Tingxun nodded, and said again, "You don't need to explain about the pictures, Qingyin doesn't take you to heart at all."

The reason why Shao Tingxun let Wang Qian go was because he thought that he would still have contact with Wang Qian at work in the future. Now he generously let Wang Qian and Song Qingyin get in touch, so as to avoid any misunderstanding in the future.