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

"Qingyin likes it very much, thank you Auntie." Looking at the look in her eyes, Shao Tingxun took it away.

"You don't need to be so polite. I bought Qingyin a long time ago. I bought it according to your size. I don't know if you like the style or not. You can try it."

Although Song Qingyin didn't say a word, her heart was burning hot.

After her mother left, she hadn't felt such warmth for a long time.

But because of this, after Song Qingyin left, Song Qingle became angry for a while, "Mom, what were you doing just now, don't forget, I am your biological daughter."

Facing the angry Song Qingle, Yao Jinfeng kept a cold face and said calmly, "Of course I know."

With deep eyes, a trace of calculation flashed in Yao Jinfeng's eyes.

"If not, do you think she can forget about the past? And do you think Shao Tingxun would be happy to see us target that girl?"

Song Qingle froze deeply, "Mom, what do you mean..."

"Although that girl has a stinky mouth, she has a soft heart. As long as you don't confront her, some things will be much easier to handle. In addition, we can leave a good impression on Shao Tingxun." Yao Jinfeng continued.

Some things Yao Jinfeng had already made up his mind in his heart, and now she just let Song Qingyin jump into it step by step.

……

Although Song Qingyin was kicked out by the old god stick, and Song Liancheng's health was not good, she didn't plan to live back in Song's house in the end.

From Song Liancheng's attitude, Song Qingyin could clearly see that no matter how bad Song Liancheng's situation was, she was dispensable to Song Liancheng.

Yao Jinfeng said that Song Liancheng needed her to take care of her and missed her. She knew that these were just superficial words and there was no need to take them seriously.

But because Yao Jinfeng sorted her luggage back to Song's house, she had to go back to Song's house again.

Recently, she looked at a short-term rental house outside, and if there are no problems, she should be able to move there in the near future.

As soon as she arrived at Song's house, Song Qingyin couldn't help but took a deep breath when she saw the car parked at the gate of Song's house.

Song Qingyin really didn't want to see Yao Jinfeng and Song Liancheng, thinking that they should still be in the hospital at this time, that's why she came here at this time.

I just didn't want Yao Jinfeng to leave the hospital.

After sorting out her emotions, she walked in with a calm and impeccable look.

……

"Tomorrow is Qingyin's birthday." Yao Jinfeng looked at Song Liancheng and said.

Song Liancheng paused for a moment with his hand holding the teacup, obviously he had already forgotten about it, and frowned, as if he was thinking about his life.

After a while, Song Liancheng nodded, "I've already forgotten it, but I didn't expect you to remember it. I haven't given it to her in the past. Why did you remember it this year?"

Yao Jinfeng smiled gently, and glanced at Song Liancheng helplessly.

"You are really unqualified as a father. In fact, I remember Qingyin's every birthday, but I thought that her old master would give her a birthday every year outside, so I didn't say much. Didn't she come back today?" , I will take care of it for her."

Song Liancheng's brows sank, and his tone was slightly helpless, even a little annoyed, "That stinky girl, she doesn't deserve your kindness to her at all."

Yao Jinfeng patted Song Liancheng heavily, "What are you talking about, this time I must make Qingyin prepare well for the birthday party and improve the relationship between the two of us."

"Come on, that stinky girl may not stay here for a long time, and it's a waste of time for you to prepare."

At this moment, Song Qingyin was standing at the door and happened to bump into her.

Listening to the content of the conversation between the two, her heart surged emotionally, and her eyes, which were originally calm, were still reddened at this moment.

Her biological father forgot to mention her birthday, and even thought her birthday didn't matter.

She remembered that Song Liancheng was not like this when her mother was around.

"Miss Song, why are you standing here and not going in?" At this moment, the nanny on the side broke the silence.

This voice made Song Liancheng and Yao Jinfeng notice Song Qingyin at the door.

Knowing that Song Qingyin had heard the conversation just now, Song Liancheng's face was gloomy and he didn't say a word. He just looked away at one glance and picked up the newspaper on the side.

On the contrary, Yao Jinfeng smiled all over his face, "Qingyin, you are here, I was just about to call you?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and warmly took her hand.

Song Qingyin froze slightly, but this time she did not shake off Yao Jinfeng's hand.

Yao Jinfeng is trying to improve the relationship between the two of them, and she should also try to accept her.

"I'll come here to get my luggage, and I'll leave later." Song Qingyin said calmly in a cold voice.

Yao Jinfeng paused deeply, "What are you doing with your luggage, don't you live here?"

"Don't make trouble for you, it's more convenient for me to live outside."

"Qingyin, what are you talking about? How can it be more convenient to go outside? Don't go out alone when you come back to live. Auntie asks the kitchen to prepare delicious food for you every day, huh?"

Song Liancheng on the side heard the conversation between the two, and became angry. He slapped the newspaper on the table heavily, "Why do you come back to live? She likes to be alone outside, and she has never regarded this place as her home. !"

Song Qingyin's eyes dimmed a bit, but her face became even more tense, "Where's the luggage?"

She looked at Yao Jinfeng, and Yao Jinfeng turned to talk to Song Liancheng angrily.

"Liancheng, what are you talking about, Qingyin finally came back."

After saying that, Yao Jinfeng turned to comfort her again, "Qingyin, don't take your father's words to heart, your father is just such a person."

Seeing that Yao Jinfeng didn't answer, Song Qingyin turned to look at the clean aunt, "Mother Zhang, where is my luggage?"

Hearing this, Yao Jinfeng became even more anxious. She had spent so much time thinking about it, and she couldn't just ruin it like this.

She gave Zhang Ma a hard look, and after Zhang Ma shut up, she held Song Qingyin tightly again.

"Qingyin, don't be like this, tomorrow is your birthday party, at least go back after the birthday party, huh?"

Song Qingle, who came down from upstairs, also said with a cold face at this time, "Stay here, so that my mother won't waste so much thought."

Because of Yao Jinfeng's sincerity, Song Qingyin hesitated, and finally stayed under Yao Jinfeng's pull.

Shao Tingxun naturally did not forget Song Qingyin's birthday, he chose a gift specially.

According to Yao Jinfeng's wishes, he arrived at Song's house ahead of time, thinking about making arrangements for Song Qingyin's birthday party.

Although Yao Jinfeng said that he would hold a birthday party for Song Qingyin properly, he didn't invite a big banquet like Song Qingle's birthday, but simply prepared a family dinner.

Shao Tingxun, who arrived at Song's house, wanted to help with something, but was held back by Yao Jinfeng.

A dedicated person was in charge of the whole process, and Yao Jinfeng didn't do anything, let alone Shao Tingxun.

Rather than saying that Yao Jinfeng organized a birthday party for Song Qingyin, it would be better to say that he spent money to organize a birthday party.

When the birthday party was about to start, Yao Jinfeng looked down at his watch.

"The time is coming, Qingyin should be coming soon." She said.

After a pause, she suddenly seemed to think of something again, her brows furrowed deeply again, "Damn it, that girl Qingle..."

Turning around, she looked at Shao Tingxun pleadingly.

"Ting Xun, Qingyin's younger sister is still outside, maybe the playboy forgot to come back, can you pick it up for me?"

Shao Tingxun paused slightly, he would like to be the first to surprise Song Qingyin later, but...

Unable to refuse, he took the car keys and ran out.

When Shao Tingxun received Song Qingle, Song Qingle had just finished entertaining his friends, and fell down drunk, looking unconscious.

"Oh my god, who is Song Qingle? Why is she so good-looking?"

"Hello, handsome guy, who are you from Qingle?"

……

When Song Qingle's friends saw Shao Tingxun appear, there was a commotion.

The eyes of the women who looked at Shao Tingxun were full of stars.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingle, who seemed to be lying there in a puddle of mud, was greatly satisfied with his vanity, and a deep smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough, only a man like Shao Tingxun is dazzling enough.

If Song Qingyin can win, so can she, Song Qingle.

Going straight to Song Qingle, Shao Tingxun patted her, trying to wake her up and let her stand up straight and go back to Song's house with him.

But Song Qingle intended to let Shao Tingxun help, so Ren Shao Tingxun didn't respond to how he called her.

She thought that if this was the case, Shao Tingxun would definitely carry her out of this place in front of everyone, so as to earn enough face for herself.

It's just that she didn't, she still thought too much about everything.

Shao Tingxun took out his mobile phone and called the bar manager directly.

Then a person came and carried her directly on his shoulders.

Thinking nothing, Song Qingle frowned, pretending to wake up.

"Well--"

"Hey, who are you, put me down quickly."

"You're awake." Shao Tingxun, who was following, looked at her calmly, but deep in his eyes was the usual indifference towards ordinary people.

She nodded, "Brother-in-law, tell him to let me down, and I can go by myself."

When Song Qingle asked so, Shao Tingxun gave him a look, and the people on the side put Song Qingle down.

Just after she put Song Qingle down and walked a few steps, she staggered and fell into Shao Tingxun's arms.

"Ouch—"

Song Qingle, who fell into Shao Tingxun's arms, murmured cutely.

But in the end, Shao Tingxun pulled her away from his arms, supported her body with his hands, and tried to keep a distance from her.

Seeing this, Song Qingle couldn't help but feel empty in his heart, but then he stood up straight again.

"These shoes are too difficult to wear. My brother-in-law was embarrassed just now."

As she spoke, she took off her shoes and swayed forward with her whole body.

Seeing this, Shao Tingxun frowned deeply, followed behind carefully, but never approached, and tried to avoid any physical contact with Song Qingle.

To be honest, Shao Tingxun doesn't like women who drink alcohol.

He thought that if Song Qingle was not Song Qingyin's younger sister, he would not have the patience to deal with this woman.

Walking to the side of Shao Tingxun's car, Song Qingle turned around and was about to get into the passenger seat of Shao Tingxun's car.

Her eyes fell deeply on the slogan "seat for wives and adults" on the driver's seat.

In the future, this seat will belong to her, not Song Qingyin.

But just as Song Qingle stepped in, Shao Tingxun behind him grabbed her.

"What's wrong with my brother-in-law?"

Song Qingle turned around, her whole body was soft and sticky, her cheeks were slightly red, and she looked at Shao Tingxun with an attitude that she thought no man could stand.