Fierce little loli: Husband gently teases

"Master, you drink tea." The housekeeper has already come to Mr. Song holding a cup of tea. Mr. Song also looks like he is used to it. This is what they must do every morning.

He blew lightly, and after Mr. Song drank a little, he said to the butler, "You go and prepare, their family is coming soon."

But why hasn't that idiot upstairs come down yet?

The butler lightly put the things in his hands aside, and then went out to look at the servants as his master said.

The people who are going to be entertained today are members of the Fu family, so no matter what face they are in, they can't make mistakes, after all, they can't afford to lose that face.

The housekeeper is worrying about things outside, so Mr. Song doesn't need to worry about anything. What he cares about most now should be his second granddaughter.

Why didn't she dawdle, the servant who went up to wake her up just now came down, why didn't she get up yet.

Throwing the teacup aside heavily, the tea splashed all over the table, but Mr. Song didn't even frown.

If it wasn't for the fact that the person upstairs was his granddaughter, he would have gone up to arrest her by himself long ago, and he would have allowed her to dawdle for so long!

After the servants at the side came over and quietly cleared the table, Mr. Song, who was angry, saw his granddaughter coming down, and he felt a little better.

However, what should be said still needs to be said, "You wake up quite early."

No, she's going to be nagged again!
Song Xiaowen, who had just come down, paused in her footsteps, then smiled and sat beside her grandfather and said, "Isn't it because I slept too late last night? Grandpa, you can't blame me."

Shaking her grandfather's arm, Song Xiaowen was acting like a baby now, but Mr. Song didn't buy it.

He casually took a picture of the hand on his arm, and then said in a nonchalant manner, "Don't be like this, what do you think made you get up today?"

Looking at Song Xiaowen's eyes, Mr. Song's expression was really intriguing, which made Song Xiaowen aware that something was wrong.

Subconsciously pinching her hand that hurt a little from being patted, Song Xiaowen looked worried, and then she sat there for a long time, and finally said lightly, "What's the matter, Grandpa, is there anything else to do today?"

It shouldn't be a big deal, didn't you teach her a lesson last night?

The expression on Song Xiaowen's face changed back and forth, and finally settled on the gloomy side, but she didn't dare to let her grandfather see it.

However, Mr. Song is too lazy to talk to her at this time. It is not he, the grandfather, who is going to punish her today, but a member of the Fu family.

After a month of small movements, someone next to him came to support Mr. Song's arm. Song Xiaowen wanted to come over to show her courtesy, but Mr. Song refused mercilessly.

"Sit down properly." Mr. Song said in a bad tone, "The Fu family will come later, and you know why, so you know what to do, right?"

He has already made what he said so clear, if this granddaughter still doesn't know, he has nothing to do, and it's not easy for him to intervene in what will be said later.

"What?!" Song Xiaowen's voice suddenly raised several degrees, and she said with a look of disbelief, "Why did they come!!"

Because Song Xiaowen heard the news suddenly, her jaw dropped in shock. Why hasn't she heard the news? What's going on?

The astonished eyes and unbelievable appearance made Song Xiaowen look like a fool now.

Regarding having such a silly granddaughter, Mr. Song just wanted to go to the hospital to check to see if this was his real granddaughter.

After stroking his forehead, Mr. Song sighed softly, and said with a worried expression, "Before doing anything in the future, think about who you can't provoke."

This granddaughter, if she doesn't educate her well, she might offend a bunch of people outside in the future.

Besides, their Song family is not a god. Like other families, they would rather make one more friend than offend others. Besides, once offended, they are a family.

After all, this is his granddaughter, he can't watch her make mistakes, and he doesn't want to watch his granddaughter make mistakes yet.

It's just that Mr. Song's good intentions are just reprimanding her to Song Xiaowen, and she can't stand it.

A disgusted expression was made on her face, Song Xiaowen turned her head and rolled her eyes, but when she turned back, her expression became a lovely and pitiful one.

She wanted to grab her grandfather's hand, but Song Xiaowen, who was dodged, had a dull expression for a while, and then she returned to normal and said to her grandfather, "Grandpa, can I go up?"

She didn't want to face the Fu family. At that time, in front of the two families, she was the only one who was reprimanded to death. What kind of thing is that?

Song Xiaowen, who is constantly thinking carefully in her heart, is extremely desperate for face, otherwise she would not have been jealous of that sister who is better than herself since she was a child

Just because of this, Song Xiaowen just wanted to talk to her grandfather and let her avoid it.

"You... still want to avoid it?" Mr. Song's voice contained a little undetectable anger, but Song Xiaowen couldn't hear it, she was still nodding there, looking at her grandfather expectantly.

The expression on his face became indifferent. Accompanied by the butler, Mr. Song took two steps forward, and then in the expectation of his granddaughter, he said coldly, "Don't even think about it, today two Families come together because of you."

Otherwise, they are fine, why do they get together, they are all idle and have nothing to do, right?
As soon as these words came out, Song Xiaowen was completely desperate. She knew that once her grandfather wanted to do something seriously, he would not change.

After falling down on the sofa in a daze, Song Xiaowen stopped talking. Why bother, she couldn't let her grandfather change his mind.

The conversation between the grandfather and grandson ended here, and the atmosphere in the living room fell into a mysterious silence again, but Mr. Song really didn't care at all.

At this time, a servant from outside came to the old man with steps that could not be heard. After bowing slightly, the servant said, "The people from the Fu family are here."

"All of them?" Mr. Song put the things in his hand aside, then got up and asked.

"Yes." The servant replied respectfully, and then said with a frown, "But... the complexions of the Fu family are not very good."

The servant still chose her words carefully. She felt that the faces of the Fu family were not so good, so it should be said that the visitors were not kind.

Mr. Song could not fail to notice this careful reminder, and then he gave his granddaughter a hard look, then turned to the servant and said, "It's okay, you go down first."

If there is anything, we can wait until someone comes to talk about it, but it is not easy to talk about it now.

Rubbing his brows, Mr. Song gave his useless granddaughter another hard look, and then said, "Don't mess around today."

It was originally because of her, if she is still ignorant, there is really no way to save her.

Song Xiaowen, who had lost all her strength, no longer had the strength to say anything to her grandfather. She thought about it, and it seemed that this was the case. If she didn't apologize to the Fu family, this matter would never end.

Forget it, let it be like this, maybe the Fu family will forgive her after they get angry.

Thinking of this, Song Xiaowen nodded her head, and took it as if she had agreed to today's request to be obedient.

Seeing this, Mr. Song didn't say anything anymore. His granddaughter was already like this, and he felt distressed when he saw it. He just hoped that she would stop doing such stupid things in the future.

Now, he can still protect a little bit, but it will be different in the future.

Besides, the fact that the Fu family is willing to come today means that they have already forgiven half of it, otherwise, they would never have agreed to this request at all, Mr. Song knew it well.

Thinking about these things in his head, Mr. Song had already followed the butler outside, just in time, Fu Shaoxun and the others walked towards him.

"You guys are here." Quite punctually, Mr. Song glanced at the time casually, and found that the Fu family hadn't released their pigeons on purpose.

Fu Shaoxun responded, and then stood there without saying a word, which made Mr. Song who was talking to him feel a little embarrassed.

However, if this can't be done, can't he change his target? It's really not an embarrassing thing.

Mr. Song changed the subject, then looked at little An Si, who was in An Xinran's arms, and said, "Hello."

"Hello, Grandpa Song." An Si was still young, and she remembered that this grandpa was the one who took them to play last time. Therefore, she would not say that it was because of her stomachache that day, and put the responsibility on Grandpa Song.

Don't mention how happy Mr. Song got the response. He rubbed little Ansi's head, and asked apologetically, "Is your stomach still hurting?"

Last time, when he saw the two children hurt like that, don't mention how uncomfortable he felt in his heart.

An Si subconsciously rubbed against old man Song's palm, then looked at the old man in front of her and said cutely, "It doesn't hurt anymore, An Si is in good health, and she's fine now."

As she said that, she patted her small chest cutely, with a proud look on her face.

This can be regarded as making old man Song cute, but when he was about to reach out to hug An Si, he was accidentally interrupted by Fu Shaoxun who was on the side.

Fu Shaoxun took a step ahead of him, hugged little Ansi into his arms, and then patted her on the back and said, "Daddy hugs, mommy is tired."

Well, so, Mr. Song stretched out his hand just like that, but he retracted it in embarrassment.

Glancing at Fu Shaoxun who had a normal face, Mr. Song snorted coldly. Seeing this, An Xinran immediately patted his arm and said, "Don't argue with him."

Sometimes this person is like a naive child, causing headaches.

An Xinran glared at Fu Shaoxun with a helpless expression on his face.How old is Mr. Song, and he still cares about others like this, I really don't know what to say.

Mr. Song was very relieved, but he didn't forget what he was going to do today, so he said quickly, "Come in, come in and say something."

What are you doing outside, it doesn't look like it.