Madam is a Superstar

Of course Song Haohao didn't want to, his heart was beating faster because he had to accept the reality.

The fingers holding the coffee spoon trembled, and the strength tightened little by little. Finally, I mustered up the courage to make up my mind.

"I know what to do sister."

It's just eleven o'clock now, and the air-conditioning in the living room is filled with the faint fragrance of roses.

Song Qing liked it personally. He lazily raised his eyelids and saw the delicate flowers placed in the antique vase.

My stomach was a little full, and I felt a little sleepy instinctively after eating and drinking enough. I pressed my eyebrows and asked,

"Pay attention to her emotions when persuading her. If her reaction is too intense, don't persuade her. Let her calm down and leave safely before calling the police."

When people lose control of their emotions, they will do things they never thought of. It is always good to be cautious to prevent problems before they happen.

There is no way, the high priest is always very precious about his life, and he always leaves a way out in whatever he does.

Song Haohao responded softly. His tone suggested that he had taken her words into his heart.

Song Qing hung up the call, but regretted it the moment she pressed the hang up button.

Lin Fanghua didn't need to use such a ready-made witness, so he sent Song Haohao a brief explanation on WeChat,

The simple meaning is to persuade Lin Fanghua to take the initiative to confess Weilin, which will be more beneficial to herself.

Special instructions not to mention her involvement in this matter. How much this cheap mother resents herself.

Song Qing understood deeply that helping with advice was not to retaliate with kindness, but to provide more evidence so that Wei Lin could stay in prison for a longer period of time.

Even though I was sleepy, I didn't want to go upstairs. I threw my phone on the sofa casually, picked up the pillow and prepared to take a nap for a while before going down the mountain.

…

Half an hour later, Huo Group Building,

During the break, the entire office building was quiet, and the CEO's exclusive elevator dinged and opened.

Huo Yu stepped out with one hand in his pocket, and the air-conditioning that hit his face dispelled the heat brought back from outside.

Ayou and others followed closely, nodding silently to the boss and leaving the office.

"grandmother."

Huo Yu sat down on the single sofa in the living room, and while answering the phone, he leaned forward with a proud figure.

I picked up the teapot and poured a cup of strong tea that I had let cool before leaving. The bitter tea slipped into my throat and became sweet after a long time.

The old lady called because she had business, and she didn't forget to care about whether her eldest grandson had eaten lunch.

"Well, I've eaten, you said."

The kind and caring voice moved people. Thinking of what the old priest said, Huo Yu's eyes darkened slightly.

After finishing the tea, he put down the teacup and placed one hand on the high-backed sofa to relax.

"Ayu, you remember Wen Sheng, right? That's the kid of the same age as you. He came home early this morning.

Grandma thought it was him who finally came out from the army on vacation and came to visit an elderly man like me. She never thought it was wrong.

That child came to you because the superiors sent him to ask you what the specific situation was and whether it was true or not. "

The old lady sighed, and she could understand the reason for doing this. If Ayuruo was just the person in charge of their Huo family's industry, it would be fine.

As long as a businessman's wife does not break the law and secretly believes in metaphysics and tells people's fortunes, it is still a personal matter.

However, Ayu is not just a businessman. Due to his status, the nature of many things is different.

On the surface, you have to follow the state's regulations. The state does not promote feudal superstition.

It would be bad for Ayu and Qingqing if they had even the slightest influence, not to mention being trending on Weibo.

How many people saw it, and they retreated as quickly as possible. Even if the negative impact caused was even the slightest, it wouldn't be enough. They had to give an explanation.

"Is he still there?"

As expected, Huo Yu did not cause too much trouble. For his current situation, the person arrived at just the right time.

For the matters at hand in the next six months, whether it is the country or within the Huo family, he must delegate power one by one.

In particular, the handover of the group industry will be more complicated and troublesome, as the business involves too many aspects.

"No, I came here with the gift. I know you didn't sit and chat with me for a while and then left.

He refused to stay with me to have breakfast. He said he had to rush back to see his family and wait for you to come back in the evening. I couldn't persuade him to stay.

It was just around six o'clock when he came over. I wanted to call you and asked him to stop me. Grandma also knew that you were busy at work and only told you this now. "

The old lady knew that Song Qing was angry when she got up. In addition, she asked about when she would have a child the day before yesterday.

The eldest grandson replied that she was getting ready during this time. Asheng, the child, stopped her and walked down the steps.

"Ok, I,"

Remembering that Song Qing was going to meet Wei Lin's friend tonight, Huo Yulue paused and changed his words.

"I'll go back tonight. When will Wen Sheng come over?"

The old lady who raised her eldest grandson understood and smelled the unusualness in these words.

"Tell the truth to grandma, are you having trouble with Qingqing again?"

She still remembered the last time the young couple had a cold war without telling her for three days.

Don't just talk about coaxing her, an old man, to prepare to have a child, but in fact, he is not in harmony behind her back.

"You are so worried..."

"Ding-"

The elevator door opened quietly with a ding, and Song Qing's tall and graceful figure appeared. Huo Yuyan took it back and a smile appeared on his lips.

"You are too worried. Qingqing just came over to my side. I asked her to talk to you."

Song Qing was slightly startled and then understood. She came to sit next to Huo Yu and took the phone. Her well-behaved and sensible attitude towards the old man was revealed naturally.

"It's my grandma, have you eaten?"

Aunt Wu made lunch a little early today. She probably saw that she was very hungry when she woke up two days ago, so she deliberately made lunch earlier.

"I've eaten, I've eaten, dear..."

Huo Yu could clearly hear the old lady's joyful voice changing instantly, her smile mixed with helplessness.

Her arms instinctively hugged Song Qing's waist, but it was not convenient for the two of them to sit in separate positions.

"It's okay, Ayu and I..."

While talking to the old lady, Song Qing consciously stood up and sat down in front of Huo Yu.

Yes, it's the position in front of you. The single sofa is not narrow in width and can accommodate two people with a little squeeze. Of course, the space in front and back is not small either.

After all, the sofa was originally customized according to Huo Yu's shoulder width and leg length. The original intention was to make it more comfortable when relaxing, but now it is more convenient for her.

"So good."

A deep chuckle escaped from Huo Yu's throat, and his strong and strong arms stretched out to hug his beloved woman into his arms, resting his chin on his shoulder and neck.

His eyes touched the little marks left by himself on the delicate skin, and the man's natural possessive desire was greatly satisfied.

The only bad thing is that Song Qing's skin is too delicate, which makes those marks particularly shocking.

Huo Yu's eyes were dark, he lowered his head, and his thin, clear lips placed a feather-like kiss pityingly.

Song Qing rolled her eyes in annoyance. She was talking about the recent doggy man who took advantage of her.

However, after too many times, I have gradually become accustomed to such intimacy, and I continue to chat with the old lady, allowing Huo Donor to do whatever he wants.