Emperor Shaohao's favorite: the sky-high price, cute little sweet wife

"Then thank you mom." Song Qing smiled and poured her a cup of tea.

"What's so polite about me." Qiong Huai took a sip of tea, then looked at Song Qing and continued, "You are busy, and Jing Lan is busy too, and you don't have time to come back for dinner. I see you all If you lose weight, otherwise, you can go back with me early today, and go back to have dinner with Jing Lan, okay?"

Song Qing had almost finished her work just now, knowing that Qiong Huai wanted them to go home for dinner, she would naturally not refuse, "Okay, Mom, sit here for a while, I'll go and talk to Wen Ling later. Let's go, otherwise, let's go to Jinglan and see if he can go back with us, so that he can be the driver."

"Okay, then you can do your work first." Qiong Huai nodded.

It has been a while since Song Qing and Qiong Huai walked on the street like this. The two walked towards Ye Jinglan's company without haste. The autumn wind blew past the two of them, and the autumn sun fell on them. It has a more lazy and comfortable feeling.

After turning a corner, Song Qing was thinking about buying something at the bakery at the street corner and bringing it to Ye Jinglan to eat. Before she could go in, she saw Lan Maisui holding Ye Jinglan's arm from the opposite street towards the company. Go over there.

Qiong Huai saw that something was wrong with Song Qing's expression, and she followed her gaze, and she immediately said: "Qingqing, don't get excited, things must not be as you think, Jinglan will never do anything to apologize to you Everything is fine, this mother can guarantee it."

Song Qing couldn't help laughing when she saw that Qionghuai was so nervous that she really raised her hand to assure her.

"What's the matter? You laughed when you were so angry..." Looking at her like this, Qionghuai became even more worried, "Qingqing, don't scare yourself, mom will take you over there to ask, let's figure things out first ,OK?"

At this time, she still needs her parents to accompany her. Qionghuai really treats her like a child.

"Mom, don't be nervous. I'm not angry, and I didn't scare myself. I believe in Jing Lan. Besides, if they really have something, they won't be on this busy street. Besides, Jing Lan Lan's company is over there, and the company's employees will see at any time, how he is doing with other women here, isn't that completely embarrassing for himself." Song Qing continued to walk into the bakery, and then bought food, Even the coffee was bought double.

Hearing what she said, Qiong Hai finally breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, you didn't lose your mind. I was really afraid just now that you would rush over and fight them, and it would be useless to help anyone at that time."

Song Qing held Qiong Huai's hand, and her smile became brighter and brighter.

"You girl, he's your husband. I'm here to worry about you, but you're still smiling so happily." Qiong Huai patted her on the arm.

"Okay, okay, then let me respect the similar cheating scene, don't laugh, don't laugh." Song Qing suppressed a smile and nodded.

"Smelly girl, you're still screaming!" Although Qionghuai said that, she still had a smile on her face.

Song Qing thought for a while, and said to Qiong Huai: "If I don't even respond to seeing Jing Lan holding hands with other women, will I feel that I don't value him too much? Should I call right away to question him? he?"

"This is your own business, I don't want to get involved." Qiong Huai shook his head and said.

"Then just go up and scare him." Song Qing smiled and pulled Qiong Huai inside.

"Go and scare my son. To be honest, let me, a mother, see it with my own eyes. I will feel too bloody. You should go up by yourself. I will wait for you in the coffee shop and come down when you are finished." Qiong Huai said Then, let go of Song Qing's hand.

too bloody?
She was just trying to scare her with words, not really, she really can act as a mother-in-law!
Song Qing and Joan waved, and then she went upstairs with her things.

When she came out of the elevator on the top floor, Song Qing didn't let her assistant go, but walked in quickly, and pushed open the door of the office with a particularly exaggerated push.

Lan Maisui put one bare foot on the carpet, and Ye Jinglan stood beside her, holding something in her hand.

When he heard the voice, Ye Jinglan raised his head, just in time to see Song Qing's uneasy face, he glanced at Song Qing, smiled and said to her: "Come on, come and sit down."

Song Qing narrowed her eyes, but still sullenly.

"Okay, stop acting." Ye Jinglan walked over and took the things in her hand, "The driver of Maisui will come over later, wait a little longer before we go back."

"Jinglan, did you see me downstairs just now?" Song Qing couldn't put it on any longer. Originally, she wanted to scare Ye Jinglan, but Ye Jinglan's attitude made her very curious. How do you know she's not angry?
"No." Ye Jinglan took a box of tissues and put them in front of Lan Maisui, "Spray some medicine first, it will make you feel better."

Lan Maisui nodded, then took the medicine and prepared to spray it.

Song Qing walked in front of Lan Maisui and said to her: "Did you sprain your ankle? It seems that the injury is not serious, or can I help you?"

"It's okay, just a small injury. There was a traffic jam just now. I wanted to walk there in a hurry, but I accidentally twisted my foot. Fortunately, Jing Lan passed by and helped me, otherwise I should be very embarrassed." Lan Maisui explained with a smile.

"I'm just joking with him." Song Qing pointed to the food on the table, "I bought a double portion, and you can eat a little later. It's not too close to the hospital, so it will fill your stomach."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." Song Qing stood up, "You really don't need my help?"

Lan Maisui shook her head, "It's okay, no need, I can take care of this injury myself."

Hearing what she said, Song Qing walked up to Ye Jinglan who was sitting behind the desk, and then deliberately rolled a tissue and threw it in front of him.

Ye Jinglan picked it up, held it in his palm for a while, looked down at the document, and after a while, he threw the paper ball back.

Song Qing was amused by his childish behavior, then grabbed a pen, drew a heart on the paper towel, and threw it at him.

This time, Ye Jinglan picked up the ball of paper and put it directly in his breast pocket.

Lan Maisui's ankle hurts badly. When she sprayed the medicine, she saw the interaction between Ye Jinglan and Song Qing, especially the smile on Song Qing's face, which instantly made her feel painful in her ankle. She bit it hard. Pressing his lips, he forcibly endured the pain.

Not long after Lan Maisui put on her shoes, the driver came over. She said goodbye to Ye Jinglan and Song Qing with a smile, without showing any discomfort in front of the two of them.

After she left, Song Qing looked at Ye Jinglan with her hands behind her back and asked, "How can you be so sure that I'm not angry? I saw you holding hands with other women, shouldn't I be angry?"

"If you're really angry, you won't have time to buy these foods." Ye Jinglan took the coffee and took a sip.

Song Qing stuck out her tongue, "Since she was injured, shouldn't you send her to the hospital directly, how can you bring her back to the company, won't you be a little unkind?"

"I still have work to do." Ye Jinglan said simply and clearly.

"Tsk tsk, that's why you're a little unreasonable. As a friend, it's normal to care a little bit more. If you deliberately keep a distance from her, she won't think I'm jealous." Song Qing said with a smile.

"Aren't you?" Ye Jinglan raised his hand and flicked it on her forehead.

"I didn't..."

"Stubborn!" Ye Jinglan sorted out the documents, then took her hand and walked outside, and also brought the food that Song Qing brought up, "Let's go, let's eat."

Song Qing hurriedly followed, "Mom is still waiting for us downstairs, we agreed to go home for dinner."

"Okay, then go home." Ye Jinglan led Song Qing into the elevator.

Not long after Lan Maisui's car drove out, she saw Ye Jinglan coming out with Song Qing, who said just now that she had important matters to deal with, and the person who had to let the driver take her to the hospital is now leading his wife's Hand, come out of the office.

After all, it's just that she, Lan Maisui, is not his important person...

……

After a while, Qionghuai saw Ye Jinglan and Song Qing walking towards the coffee shop together, she took the things and went out, seeing the interaction between Song Qing and Ye Jinglan, she couldn't help but Laughed.

A look between these two people can make the people next to them feel sweet.

"Mom." Ye Jinglan called Qionghuai, and then said to Songqing, "You and mom wait here, I'll go and drive the car over."

Song Qing nodded, and then stood on the walking path, that action was very clever.

After Ye Jinglan left, Qiong Huai looked at Song Qing and asked, "Did you scare him just now?"

Song Qing shook her head, "No, not even a second of panic, what a failure..."

Qionghuai raised her eyebrows, "It seems that he knows you very well and knows that you will trust him, so he didn't even have to act. If it were my husband, I would go to him like that, and he would cooperate in everything, like Jing Lan It's so unromantic."

"That's not it!" Song Qing immediately argued, "He is very romantic, this does not include this aspect, besides, I think his reaction is quite good, he will not let others see the joke, if it is true Ye Jinglan is in a hurry Explain, she may really feel that she has played a chemical role in the relationship between the two of us, how proud she must be.

Of course, I didn't mean Lan Maisui when I said these things, she wasn't specifically referring to her. "

"I didn't say anything either. Why are you so excited? Knowing that he is your husband, you don't want others to say something bad about him, so that's fine." Qionghuai gave a "tsk tsk" twice, looked at Songqing and smiled.

"Yes, he is my husband, of course I have to defend him, even your own mother can't say anything about him."