Madam is a Superstar

Song Qing's charming red lips curved up, and her impeccably beautiful face revealed a bright light from her upturned eyes.

He was in a good mood, leaning lazily on the high-backed sofa with his slender shoulders, and elegantly crossing his long legs.

The phone was pressed against her thigh and turned continuously, so she agreed. Didn't she ask the reason for her sudden decision?

Tsk, the dog man is as boring as ever, and he doesn’t have any sense of surprise or interest at all.

"Sister, are you ready to have a baby?"

The two of them were sitting relatively close to each other. It was hard for Lin Kairui to pretend that he didn't see him, so he asked casually, so that he could change the topic so that the embarrassment would not continue.

"OK."

Song Qing had no intention of avoiding anything. Considering that Huo Yu might be busy now, he didn't reply.

After answering, he did not continue the topic and chatted with Lin Kairui about other things.

After about half an hour, the closed door opened and the old woman and her group came out.

Lin Kairui stood up from the sofa and hurried forward to greet her. He nodded with Miaoshui and then took his grandma to greet her.

Song Qing was still sitting contentedly. Just looking at the expressions of the three of them at this moment, he knew that the disease was being treated smoothly.

People talk to each other, and the old woman is not that unsighted, and her legs are nimble.

Returning to his disciple, he sat down and took a sip of the slightly cold coffee before anyone came over.

Dressed in colorful clothes, she approached Song Qing mysteriously and said in a low voice,

"Son, I'll read it to you when you get the prescription. I know the word "old lady" here.

It's a bit awkward to write, but you should write it to avoid embarrassment. I'll treat you to a big dinner later, old lady. "

Song Qing pursed her lips to hold back her smile and agreed. The old woman doesn't care about face every day.

When she was a child, she often asked the old woman to compete with her. Of course, she could never compare with Nangong Yu.

The two guests are still here. No matter how much the family has to say, they will not say too much and neglect the two guests.

Grandma Lin pushed away the worried support of her daughter and grandson, walked over and held Miaoshui's hand tightly.

"Sister, thank you, thank you, my shoulder has finally healed after a whole year..."

Speaking of this, Grandma Lin's eyes turned red for a moment, her voice choked up, and she said that she knew her own body well.

Only she knows how unbearable it is when her shoulder hurts so badly.

"It's okay, girl, you can ask someone to get paper and pen to write down the prescription. I can do it with a little effort like you, a sick old woman, just give me the money."

Miaoshui hated seeing people shed tears the most, so he quickly interrupted to ease the sad atmosphere in the room.

"Hey, hey, Kerry, go and get some paper and pen. Ayun, you can just transfer the money to my old sister and add another hundred thousand."

Grandma Lin responded and turned around to tell Mother Lin and Lin Kairui, who came a step later,

Mother Lin quickly agreed. Seeing her mother's eyes red, she felt very regretful.

I regret that I didn’t think of taking my mother to see a Chinese medicine doctor, which made my mother suffer for so long.

Lin Kairui's mood was very complicated. This complicated mood lasted until he watched the red Ferrari drive away from his sight.

The first thing I did when I returned to the living room was to pick up my phone and enter Weibo.

I deleted my prejudiced and extreme remarks about Chinese medicine last night. For a long time, young people have been ashamed of this.

…

At 10:59 noon, the Ferrari drove into the underground parking garage of Huo Group's headquarters.

Two minutes later, Song Qing appeared in the president's office carrying a packed lunch and the 'big dinner' invited by the old lady.

Huo Yu's meeting hasn't ended yet, and the big and bright office is empty and deserted.

"Buzz-"

Song Qing didn't care either. Just as he sat down, the vibrating sound of his cell phone in his expensive little bag started ringing.

There was a document placed on the glass table in the reception room, but he ignored it as if it was something within the group.

Long legs crossed, he took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat. There were several pictures and messages sent by Xu Shen.

I clicked through several pictures one by one. The specific content is the whole story behind the hotly searched incident yesterday.

The Dream of a Billion Girls [Voice Bar] lasts for 59 seconds. When you click on it, Xu Shen’s cynical voice can be heard in the quiet office.

"My dear, your biological mother is really weird. After all, you are also her biological daughter.

Even if I don’t like you, I won’t trick you like this. How can there be such a mother in this world?

It seems that what is said on the Internet is not unreasonable. Not all mothers are worthy of these two great words of mother. Tsk,

My dear brother, I sympathize with you, but don’t be sad. No matter what, you still have your eldest brother, me, little Chacha, your sister, and your grandparents. "

Song Qing curled her lips, not feeling anything about what Lin Fanghua did, and she didn't reply yet.

Xu Shen sent several more pictures in succession, which were intimate photos of a middle-aged foreign man and different women.

The dream of a billion girls

[That man, the foreigner your mother is following now, originally wanted to check his identity and background.

But don't tell me that this person is really capable. My people couldn't find out his identity and background, but they found it. It's really scary. 】

Song Qing selectively enlarged a few pictures and glanced at them. They were really eye-catching. Click on them.

Forwarded to Song Haohao. She believed that Lin Fanghua would be very interested in these pictures.

Not long after the message was sent, Song Qing noticed with sharp eyes that the dialog box kept showing that the other party was typing.

It took almost three minutes for Song Haohao's reply to pop up. It was just a few words.

[I understand, I will show it to my mother. 】

Song Qing clicked her tongue softly. The child probably felt quite uncomfortable. After all, this cheap sister was different from him.

Lin Fanghua really loves Song Haohao, and Song Haohao also has this mother's position in her heart.

"Kacha."

The office door opened, and when the couple's eyes met, there was tenderness in each other's eyes.

The smell of food fills the air in the office, and I think of my own initiative to ask for rice dumplings.

Song Qing was still a little uncomfortable, poking at the man whose sleeves were rolled up to reveal half of his strong and strong arms.

"emperor……"

"Call husband."

The man's voice was steady and restrained. As he spoke, he took a chopstick and dipped the roasted pork neck in sweet and spicy sauce in front of Song Qing.

Song Qing stretched out her hand and pushed it back without any shame. She and her master had just eaten in the store.

It's a newly opened Thai restaurant, but I can't help but the old lady likes to try new things.

Whether it’s food or play, except for the colorful thing you wear, it never changes.

"Husband, why don't you ask me about having a baby? Aren't you curious?"

She doesn’t want to eat, but it’s still okay to call her husband. She didn’t like to call the dog man “Emperor” at first.

Huo Yu didn't force himself to eat. There were obvious smile marks on his handsome and three-dimensional profile.

"Didn't Qingqing go to see the old priest today?"

So the answer is self-evident and there is nothing to be curious about.

Song Qing curled her lips, somewhat dissatisfied. Is this the reaction she wanted to hear?

Talking about love and always loving, it is really just for fun to coax her, you dog man.

Happy Chinese Valentine's Day, dear ones (°з°)-