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

"You—" Shao Tingxun was furious and shouted loudly. No one had ever slapped him since he was a child!
"Rogue!" Song Qingyin had completely forgotten about her mission now, and was angry and annoyed. Although she was 25, this was indeed her first kiss.

Song Qingyin picked up her backpack and turned to leave.

Shao Tingxun grabbed her wrist and pulled it in front of her, "What are you pretending to be? Haven't you been seducing me?"

Song Qingyin was stunned, with a shocked and incredible expression on her face, she had never seen such a shameless person.

"Let go! Today, I was mistaken, and I regarded a gangster as a noble destiny." Song Qingyin shook off Shao Tingxun's hand, and strode forward.

Shao Tingxun was a little confused, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"You stop!"

Song Qingyin kept walking.

Shao Tingxun clasped Song Qingyin's shoulder and said angrily, "Didn't you hear me telling you to stop?"

Song Qingyin struggled hard, but she still couldn't get rid of it. She realized that she was a little scared, this person wouldn't want to use force.

Seeing Song Qingyin's timid expression, Shao Tingxun suddenly lost his temper.

He approached Song Qingyin step by step, and the two bodies alternated between contact and separation.The undeniable hormonal aura of the man enveloped Song Qingyin, and she unconsciously retreated step by step until her back touched the wall.

Shao Tingxun clasped her shoulder with one hand, propped one arm on the wall, approached her body, and said in a sinister tone: "Either make it clear, or I will put the 'rogue' on the table."

Song Qingyin was angry and annoyed, and put her hands on the man's shoulders to prevent him from approaching, but the man's strong muscles under her palms made her hands tremble slightly.

"Let go of me first!" Song Qingyin's voice was rarely impatient and shy.

Shao Tingxun instantly felt refreshed, and finally pulled this otherworldly woman off the altar, gaining popularity.

The two sat down, and Song Qingyin calmly talked about her reason for coming.

"What? Numerology calculator?" Shao Tingxun was shocked, witch?God stick?

Song Qingyin gave him a blank look, which is really rare and strange.

"Ahem, so the 'service' you mentioned also refers to calculation?"

"Otherwise?" Song Qingyin was annoyed, but suddenly thought of a possibility, she became angry all of a sudden, this person actually thought she was a woman who was engaged in that kind of thing.

"Hey, can this be my fault? I've never had anyone tell my fortune."

With just one sentence, Song Qingyin immediately held back her breath.That's right, she took the initiative to find out about today's matter. After all, she had to beg the other party.

The air was eerily quiet for a moment.

"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's forget it. Can we start to calculate now?" Although she was robbed of her first kiss, she didn't blame the other party. After Song Qingyin calmed down, she still wanted to complete the task.

Shao Tingxun frowned, and his mind was a little light. Their family precepts explicitly prohibited these metaphysical things.He wanted the woman to leave, but somehow felt annoyed.

The sudden sound of the phone interrupted Shao Tingxun's thoughts, and when he saw the name 'Ji Zixuan' on the caller ID, Shao Tingxun became angry again.

"Ji Zixuan, are you out of your mind? You fucking—"

"Mr. Shao, Master Shao, I'm mentally ill. Can you scold me later? Hurry up and find someone to get me out. I'm in trouble. Damn, why are you so unlucky today? How could that woman be a policeman?" ? By the way, did that beauty in white look for you? She couldn't be a ghost, could she? Curse me into the game, and I did."

Ji Zixuan was crying like a ghost and howling like a wolf, completely missing his usual ease.

Shao Tingxun's head hurt from hearing this, and he said: "Shut up, what do you mean by that woman cursed you into the game?"

After listening to Ji Zixuan's explanation, Shao Tingxun felt a little puzzled, and when he saw Song Qingyin's 'predicted' expression, he was curious about metaphysics.

"Uncle Shao, are you still there? Hey, hey, when are you coming to save me?"

"I tell you to chat with women all day long. Take advantage of this time and remember!" After Shao Tingxun finished speaking, he ignored the howling from the other side and hung up the phone.

"You don't have to worry, this prison disaster is not a bad thing." Song Qingyin's firm tone made Shao Tingxun doubtful.

"Now, can we start the calculation?"

Shao Tingxun sat down opposite Song Qingyin, put his arms on the back of the sofa, stared at Song Qingyin with interest, and only pretended to nod reluctantly until the other party blushed.

Song Qingyin carefully looked at Shao Tingxun's facial features, and said while watching: "Your fate is gold, you were born in a wealthy family, and in the future, you will control the lifeline of the family, and you will be able to shine on the family."

Shao Tingxun didn't have any reaction to these, as long as he knew Mr. Shao's, would he need a face-to-face to know?
"Sister Fairy, why don't you help me calculate the marriage?" Shao Tingxun blinked.

Song Qingyin was startled, for some reason, her face felt inexplicably hot.

"You are very lucky in love, but your marriage is weak. That is to say, there are very few fates that are completely compatible with you. If you can't find the destined person, the fate of your children will be weak. But if you find the destined person, everything will go smoothly."

Shao Tingxun was noncommittal, and after a long while, he suddenly said with a half-smile: "Then, is sister Fairy's fate suitable for me?"

"I don't know why, when I saw my sister today, I felt a sense of déjà vu." Shao Tingxun said provocative words, looking forward to the shy expression of the woman opposite.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingyin really thought about it carefully, and after a while, she said, "You need to know the exact date of birth to calculate it clearly."

"Thank you for your cooperation. I'll go first." Song Qingyin concealed her awkwardness and wanted to leave this man quickly.She lied, even though he didn't have the man's horoscope yet, she could tell ninety-nine percent from his facial features, it really matched her horoscope.

Seeing Song Qingyin's apparently hasty pace of leaving, Shao Tingxun was suddenly a little upset.He always felt that he was being led around by this woman everywhere today, and he was quite upset.

Shao Tingxun had a flash of inspiration, "I want a three-level customized service, including—hiring you to be my personal surveyor."

Song Qingyin stopped her pace, still a little unresponsive, and then became excited, a third-level service, this is a job that many veterans find it difficult to accept.

If she takes this job, it will be considered a complete opening.

Song Qingyin turned her head, and when she saw Shao Tingxun's determined expression, she calmed down again.This person didn't really want to hire him as a surveyor at all, he just said the word 'bag'.If her stepmother and younger sister knew about it, they would definitely misunderstand that she was being taken care of by the rich and the young. At that time, it was uncertain how to satirize and insult her and her deceased mother.

Moreover, her compatible fate with this man also made him hesitate.She doesn't want to have any emotional involvement with such a rich man, she just wants to open a small calculation shop and live a simple life.

"I refuse!" Song Qingyin replied lightly.

"Why?" Shao Tingxun couldn't understand.

"Because you are too young, my sister doesn't want to serve my little brother."