Flash marriage ugly wife, madam has a bit too many vests

downstairs.

When Song Muyu came downstairs, he was carrying that big box in his hand.

Jiang Jinfeng, who was chatting with Mrs. Song and Shen Shuyi downstairs, saw it at a glance, stood up, and greeted him.

"Didn't I tell you, pack it up, I'll carry it for you, if you can't move it by yourself, it's still a show." Jiang Jinfeng took the box from Song Muyu's hand while talking.

"Help me put the box in the car first, so I don't have to go upstairs later." Song Muyu whispered.

"Okay." Although Jiang Jinfeng agreed, he paid more attention to Song Muyu.

He found that Song Muyu's face was a little pale, but his lips were slightly red and swollen, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he looked up the direction of the stairs.

Just at this time, Song Xun's tall figure also came down from upstairs.

The moment his eyes met Jiang Jinfeng's, his eyes were sharp, and he stared at Jiang Jinfeng sharply.

With such sharp eyes like a knife's edge, Jiang Jinfeng took the box and walked out without hurrying.

Song Muyu just wanted to follow, but was stopped by Mrs. Song.

"Mu Yu, come and sit down and chat with your sister-in-law."

Only then did Song Muyu see Shen Shuyi and Mrs. Song sitting on the sofa.

She was a little embarrassed, afraid that they would find that her lips were red and swollen, and they would look strange, so she said: "Mom, sister-in-law, I will move some odds and ends to the car first, and I will be right back."

"Go!" Shen Shuyi nodded friendly to her.

Mrs. Song hesitated to speak. "You child, you are becoming more and more impolite."

Song Muyu nodded slightly and followed Jiang Jinfeng out.

When he got to the car door, Jiang Jinfeng opened the trunk, put his things in, glanced sideways at Song Muyu, and said in a low voice, "It's fine just now, you finally know how to refuse."

Song Muyu smiled wryly, "You've learned a lot from a pit, you've said that I seem to be stubborn and don't know how to make progress."

"I figured it out. This family doesn't look like a big warm family at all. Mrs. Song is old and cunning. She looks gentle and virtuous, but she is actually an old fox."

Jiang Jinfeng did not close the trunk lid in a hurry, but continued to say to Song Muyu: "Song Xun is not a fuel-efficient lamp, he is simply a big bad wolf.

You are just a little white rabbit, it is not easy to live beside the old fox and the big bad wolf. "

Song Muyu was speechless at what he said.

But after thinking about it carefully, there was nothing to refute, so he simply fell silent.

Jiang Jinfeng smiled, and then closed the lid.

He glanced at Mu Yu's lips again, and said again: "Did Song Xun bully you just now?"

Song Muyu suddenly panicked, looked up at Jiang Jinfeng, and asked anxiously, "Can you see it?"

Jiang Jinfeng pointed to Song Muyu's lips. "Not only can I see what you look like, but your mother and sister-in-law may also be able to see it."

Song Muyu panicked. "What should I do? If they find out, I must be finished."

"Afraid of what?" Jiang Jinfeng smiled lightly. "I don't even look at what my brother does. I'll help you apply some lip gloss in the car."

He is a very powerful stylist himself, and he is equipped with all the tools in the car.

The two got into the car, and Jiang Jinfeng helped Song Muyu touch up her makeup.

When the two came back, Song Muyu's lip gloss changed color. The red and swollen rose color before had now turned into a slightly darker bean paste color.

Anyway, after being cleaned up like this, it became invisible all at once.

I have to admit that Jiang Jinfeng's ability to whitewash peace is too strong.

Song Muyu was happy for a while, "Let's go, everything will be fine this way."

The two returned to the living room of the Song family together.

Song Xun sat on the sofa with a cold expression on his face, and he didn't sit with Shen Shuyi, but sat alone on the sofa, as if he didn't fit in.

Shen Shuyi sat there, a little reserved.

Mrs. Song's complexion was not very good, but she was still talking with Shen Shuyi with a forced smile.

As soon as they came back, Mrs. Song said: "Mu Yu, your sister-in-law has been here for so long, and you just came down, and you don't accompany your sister-in-law. Let me, an old woman, chat with her, and she will think I'm long-winded."

"Auntie, how could it be?" Shen Shuyi said, "You are not old at all."

"It's too long-winded to not be old." Mrs. Song said: "Of course people are really old."

"Mom, sister-in-law is right, you are not old at all." Song Muyu and Jiang Jinfeng sat together, just across from Song Xun.

Song Xun looked up at them, then stood up suddenly: "The company still has something to do, I'm leaving first."

"You want to go?" Mrs. Song was taken aback, and her voice sank. "Mr. Jiang is here for the first time today. On such a special day, you have to leave."

Being named, Jiang Jinfeng was speechless. This Mrs. Song is the best in the world in using people quietly.

Simply peerless.

Instead, Jiang Jinfeng smiled and said, "Auntie, it's nothing new for me to come here. It's a big deal if Mr. Song's company has something to do. Let him go to work first. The business matters."

Mrs. Song was taken aback, and glanced at Jiang Jinfeng. "That won't work either, Shuyi is still here, why don't you just leave without someone else?"

Hearing what Jiang Jinfeng said, Song Xun narrowed his eyes slightly, glanced at him, and then at Song Muyu.

He also said directly: "Then let's have dinner, finish the meal early, and go to your own business, don't waste time here."

Mrs. Song's complexion changed, and she said in a deep voice, "Didn't I ask you to arrange today's schedule?"

"How can we arrange something temporarily?" Song Xun asked back.

"It's fine if you have something to do temporarily, isn't your father still there?" Mrs. Song said.

Song Xun suddenly smiled, and then asked back: "Mom, today we all come back for dinner and my dad is alone in the company. What's the matter?"

Mrs. Song's face turned blue, and she glanced at her son, knowing that he was making trouble with her.

She said, "Your dad will be back later."

Song Xun turned to look at the butler, and said in a deep voice, "The butler hastened to prepare the meals."

"You act like you don't welcome people." Mrs. Song said displeasedly.

"It's okay, we are all busy." Jiang Jinfeng smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Auntie, I think Mr. Song is also doing it for our own good, so he wants to finish our meal quickly and go our separate ways. It just so happens that Mu Yu and I are going back It's Qingcheng."

"Mr. Jiang, don't help Song Xun smooth things over. He, no matter how busy he is, he will hold on to me today." Mrs. Song said, looking at Jiang Jinfeng and Song Muyu. "By the way, Mr. Jiang, I heard that your studio is dedicated to styling celebrities. There are several studios in Liancheng, right?"

Jiang Jinfeng nodded. "The studio is not mine alone, I just help the boss manage it."

"Oh." Mrs. Song was taken aback, "I thought it was your studio."

"That's not true." Jiang Jinfeng smiled slightly: "I'm just a wage earner."

Song Muyu glanced at her mother, just in time to see Mrs. Song looking at herself with sharp eyes, she was startled. "Mom, Jin Feng is a partner."