President Song has a way of chasing his wife

Chapter 70 Sprinkling Sugar 5
When being pulled to sit down, Bai Xiao looked back at Song Qingyan for help.

But Song Qingyan looked indifferent, turned a blind eye, walked to the sofa with long legs, and sat down next to Bai Xiao.

He casually picked up the newspaper on the armrest of the sofa, and read it with lowered eyes.

Looking at the situation, Bai Xiao knew that Song Qingyan was hopeless, so he could only ask for blessings.

Looking at Su Minhui resignedly, her hand was still held in her hand, Bai Xiao didn't dare to move, with a polite smile on his face all the time.

To be honest, this kind of scene gave Bai Xiao the illusion that his daughter-in-law was seeing her mother-in-law.

"How old is Xiaoxiao this year? Where is she from? What do you think of our Song Qingyan?"

Su Minhui asked a series of questions, and Bai Xiao suddenly felt his head buzzing.

What's the situation? She's just a small assistant. Is it inappropriate for the boss's mother to ask her this kind of question.

It must be because of feeding Song Qingyan last night, his mother misunderstood her relationship with Song Qingyan.

Bai Xiao didn't know how to explain it for a while, she touched her nose with a smile and tilted her head to look at Song Qingyan who was beside her, and lightly touched him with her elbow to attract his attention.

Brother, I can't bear it any longer, help the world!

Song Qingyan looked away from the newspaper, looked up and saw Bai Xiao blinking hard at him.

Not to mention how cute that looks.

Song Qingyan put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Su Minhui and said, "Mom, she has a thin skin, don't scare her."

Then he took Bai Xiao's hand out of Su Minhui's, and put it in his own palm, kneading it calmly.

Bai Xiao's body froze instantly, and the inexplicable feeling in his heart emerged again, and began to spread unscrupulously.

Forcibly suppressing the strangeness in her heart, taking advantage of Su Minhui's inattention, she quickly withdrew her hand, and gave Song Qingyan a hard look.

And this look seemed a bit coquettish to Song Qingyan, as if a kitten was tickling his heart.

Seeing the interaction between the two, Su Minhui was almost fed up with this wave of dog food.

Resisting the urge to run to her husband for comfort.

She smiled and said, "Xiaoxiao, are you hungry? Aunt Zhang is cooking and it will be ready soon. Just wait for a while."

Bai Xiao waved her hand: "It's okay, Auntie, I'm not hungry."

Seeing that Bai Xiao still couldn't let go, Song Qingyan couldn't bear to let her suffer here, and pointed in the direction of the kitchen: "Why don't you go and have a look and learn from Aunt Zhang's cooking skills."

Bai Xiao was tense all over, and was trying to find an excuse to escape from the scene. Hearing Song Qingyan's words, it was as if he had received an amnesty in an instant.

She glanced at Song Qingyan gratefully, and then said to Su Minhui, "Auntie, I'm going to help in the kitchen."

Then he walked into the kitchen in a hurry.

After Bai Xiao left, Su Minhui looked at her son, lowered her voice and said, "You obviously haven't caught up yet, does Xiaoxiao know what you want? What's her attitude towards you, does she like it?"

Song Qingyan leaned back against the sofa, crossed her legs casually, glanced towards the kitchen, the corners of her mouth curled almost invisible, and her thin lips parted slightly: "It's in progress, soon."

When he spoke, there was determination in his eyes.

Regarding the part before Bai Xiao, Secretary Wang hasn't given the result yet, but Song Qingyan has already figured it out.

No matter what the cause and effect are, he only needs Bai Xiao, as long as Bai Xiao is willing to be with him, everything else is not a problem.

Su Minhui at the side looked at Song Qingyan's appearance of winning, and felt relieved.

She has two sons, and Song Qingyan is the one who is always the most at ease. The children have their own opinions since they were young, and no one needs to worry about them.

And in her impression, there seems to be nothing that can make Song Qingyan difficult.

(End of this chapter)