Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

At this moment, in the study, Rong Junchu had a calm face and deep eyes.

What Song Qingzhu didn't know was that Rong Junchu had overheard all her conversations with Albert.

After buying this house, Rong Junchu changed the system to an intranet. As long as he entered the range of this house, no matter whether he used the Internet or the phone, as long as he wanted to know, he would be able to know immediately.

"Lin You, go check on someone." Rong Junchu hung up the phone with deep eyes.

……

The next day, as soon as Song Qingzhu woke up, he found that there was someone standing beside his bed, and his whole body trembled with fright.

With sleepy eyes, Rong Jingchen hesitated, "Uncle said that Lin You has asked for leave recently, and he won't be back from the company these two days, so I want to follow you."

Song Qingzhu wondered, is it possible to take him to work tomorrow?

Rong Jingchen gave her an expression of "you guessed it right", and jumped onto Song Qingzhu's bed with a plop.

"Xiao Qingqing, let's sleep a little longer." He was pulled up by his uncle early in the morning, and he hasn't woken up yet.

Just as Song Qingzhu was about to lie down, the cell phone by the bed rang again.

"Which one?"

"Little girl, it's only been a day and you can't remember me?" The old man's laughter came from the phone.

Song Qingzhu woke up instantly. Yesterday Rong Junchu told her that Mu Yide would open his private studio in Linchuan City today and invited him.

Song Qingzhu immediately said, "Master, why do you call me when you have time?"

When Mu Yide heard what she called him, his face immediately changed, "What kind of master, it sounds so ugly. You can call me grandpa like yesterday, or old man."

Song Qingzhu touched the sweat that didn't exist on his head, and smiled lightly, "Then I'll call you Grandpa."

"Forget it, it's awkward to call grandpa, so you can call me old man."

"Okay." Song Qingzhu was sweating coldly. Sure enough, the master had a bad temper, so he asked instead, "What's the matter with you calling me?"

"Hey, didn't you just promise me yesterday that you have time to discuss paintings with me, little girl? That's why I opened the studio today, come here quickly!"

"So... you just opened up your private studio because you wanted to discuss the painting with me?"

"Of course, come quickly!"

The phone has been hung up, Song Qingzhu is speechless, and the reason why he co-authored a generation of Chinese painting masters and opened his personal studio is to discuss a few paintings with her?

With Mu Yide's personal invitation, Song Qingzhu didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he simply woke up Rong Jingchen on the bed, "Let's go, I'll take you to a new place today."

The news of Mu Yide's opening of his private studio spread in just one night, and many people rushed to hear the news.

When Song Qingzhu arrived, there were already many people crowded at the door.

"It's true that all flies dare to squeeze in here, and they don't even look at who they are."

A sharp female voice came, and Song Qingzhu searched for it. Isn't this Song Shiyu's mother and daughter~

You can meet these two flies everywhere.

It was Zhang Wenxin who spoke, and her eyelids were still a little black, although she covered it with foundation, she could still see a little bit.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Song Qingzhu sneered, and pulled Rong Jingchen over, "How is it? Song Yaoguang treated you well yesterday, right?"

There was something in her words, and Zhang Wenxin knew it must be her complaint as soon as she heard it, with a bit of anger on her face, "I didn't expect that after so many years in foreign countries, I didn't learn other skills, but I learned a lot of dirty tricks! "

"Really?" Song Qingzhu hooked his lips and smiled, "If you talk about dirty deeds, I can't do as much as your mother and daughter!"

"Sure enough!" Zhang Wenxin was furious, "Why did you tell him that Shiyu mortgaged the property certificate!"

Song Yaoguang went back yesterday and called them without even thinking about it. Later, she found out that it was Shi Yu who mortgaged the property certificate.Unexpectedly, this little bastard Song Qingzhu dared to sue.

"It could make you both unlucky, why didn't I say it?" Song Qingzhu raised his eyebrows, and pulled Rong Jingchen inside.

Behind them, Song Shiyu and Zhang Wenxin's faces were blue and red.

"Xiao Qingqing, you must have suffered a lot of bullying in the Song family when you were young."

Hearing this, Song Qingzhu lowered his head and said with a smile, "It's okay, that's all in the past."

Rong Jingchen nodded, his eyes turned not far behind him, his eyes rolled around, not knowing what he was thinking.

Song Qingzhu reported his name and entered easily.

Seeing Zhang Wenxin and Song Shiyu, the security guard had a flattering expression on his face: "Mrs. Song, Miss Song, please. There is a private seat for you inside. The two of you go in and rest first."

Although Song Shiyu didn't know why the security guards were so enthusiastic, after all, they didn't have much friendship with Mu Yide, but it was always pleasant to be complimented, especially after seeing everyone's envious eyes.

She straightened her back and walked in.

The security guard respectfully invited the two of them in, not to mention how happy they were. Master Mu Yide said that he should be more polite to Ms. Song, shouldn't he be polite enough?
The number of people who visited Mu Yide's private studio this time was not less than that of the last art exhibition.

Song Qingzhu dragged Rong Jingchen in, and found a seat to sit down.

The studio is not small, and most of the open works are completed or almost completed paintings.

"Xiao Qingqing, the old man with the white beard was there last time."

Song Qingzhu was fascinated by it, and only after being reminded by Rong Jingchen did he wake up, got up and pulled Rong Jingchen over.

And Mu Yide heard that the security guard said that Song Qingzhu and her family had been arranged properly, but when he came over, he found that the little girl was not there, so he couldn't help stroking his beard.

"Master Mu, I have admired your name for a long time."

Zhang Wenxin was full of smiles, Mu Yide was a leader in the industry and a member of the Mu family in the imperial capital, although he didn't know why he was so polite to them, but it didn't matter, if they had a good relationship with him, there would be no harm at all.

Mu Yide was disgusted when he saw the flattering face of this woman, but when he thought that this was the little girl's mother, he had to suppress his temper and said, "Your daughter's interpretation of the painting is good."

Zhang Wenxin was wondering when Song Shiyu became proficient in painting, and Song Qingzhu had already walked over there.

"Master Mu, why are you here?"

Song Qingzhu's pretty brows were raised, why did Song Shiyu and Zhang Wenxin become his guests.

Before Mu Yide opened his mouth, Zhang Wenxin couldn't wait to say, "Song Qingzhu, is this a place you can come to casually? Hurry up and go back!"

Mu Yide was already suffocated, but when he heard her words, his face immediately became serious. Is this still his real mother?
"Aren't you this girl's mother?" Mu Yide asked.

"No! She has nothing to do with our family." Zhang Wenxin hurriedly distanced herself from Song Qingzhu, for fear that Mu Yide might misunderstand.

Mu Yide looked puzzled, and just about to speak, he heard Rong Jingchen say, "Grandpa, this is Xiao Qingqing's stepmother, the kind that is more vicious than a poisonous snake!"