Warm Marriage 100 Points: Sweet Wife, Please Be Good

"I know that Qiuqiu is my own son, how could I not take care of him!"

Qiuqiu happily grabbed Mousse's arm: "Dad, can I really live with you?"

"Of course it's true. Dad will take good care of you in the future."

Qiuqiu asked excitedly: "Then can I sleep with Dad?"

Mousse couldn't help but reached out and tapped Qiuqiu's little nose. Qiuqiu looked more and more like Jiang Wenwen, with such a good temper. Naturally, Mousse was reluctant to refuse, but Qiuqiu is now a big child. He said with some embarrassment: "But Qiuqiu is now four years old, and he can no longer sleep in the same room as Dad."

Qiuqiu said aggrievedly: "But I want to share a room with my dad. Dad has to go to work during the day and only has time to accompany me at night."

In the end, Mousse couldn't help but compromise: "Okay, but only for one month. After one month, Qiuqiu will sleep in a room by himself."

Although it's only been a month, Qiuqiu is still happy to take off, he nodded immediately: "Okay, one month will be fine."

"Qiuqiu is so cute!"

While everyone was teasing Qiuqiu, Zhong Jiaqi's phone vibrated, and after reading the news, her face immediately darkened a little.

Fortunately, everyone's attention was on Qiuqiu, and no one noticed that something was wrong with Zhong Jiaqi.

This message was sent by Ying Mengqi.

"I know you are in Qingfengzhai now, and Qiuqiu is here. I'm in the box next to yours now. If you don't want me to go there, come and find me."

After a while, the wechat was immediately withdrawn, and Zhong Jiaqi knew that Ying Mengqi didn't want to leave any evidence.

What exactly does Ying Mengqi want to do this time?
Zhong Jiaqi is already tired of this woman, she now hopes that Ying Mengqi can stay away from her life, but Ying Mengqi is like a piece of dog skin plaster, she can't get rid of it at all.

However, Ying Mengqi is like a crazy woman sometimes, if Ying Mengqi rushes in now, Qiuqiu's birthday will be completely ruined, Zhong Jiaqi will not give Ying Mengqi any chance to hurt Qiuqiu.

She whispered to Qi Jingchen, "Jingchen, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Would you like me to go with you?"

Zhong Jiaqi smiled lightly: "No need, I just go to the bathroom!"

Zhong Jiaqi immediately went into the next box.

"Ying Mengqi, what exactly do you want to do?" Zhong Jiaqi said coldly, "Just because I didn't do anything to you, doesn't mean I can condone everything you do now. If you keep going on like this, I will definitely make you regret it." of."

Ying Mengqi said with a smile: "I know you are the wife of the president of the Qi family, and you have the final say on Jiahan Entertainment. It's really easy for you to destroy me, but I just want to grab everything I have now."

"What do you have now?" Zhong Jiaqi said helplessly, "I don't have any interest in what you have, so there is absolutely no need for you to come to me every day, and I don't really want to see you."

"Don't want to see me?" Ying Mengqi pretended to be puzzled and said, "My face is exactly the same as Jiang Wenwen's. If I remember correctly, Jiang Wenwen is your best friend. Why don't you want to see this face?" Where's the face?"

Zhong Jiaqi raised the corners of her lips and smiled mockingly: "Your face is indeed similar to Wenwen, but you are not as good as Wenwen's one finger. Looking at your face, I just feel disgusted. I didn't expect this face to appear on the face of a woman like you."

Ying Mengqi suddenly knelt down in front of Zhong Jiaqi, and Zhong Jiaqi didn't expect Ying Mengqi to come out like this suddenly.

"Ying Mengqi, what exactly do you want to do?"

Ying Mengqi's eyes turned red immediately, and Zhong Jiaqi was extremely helpless. If Ying Mengqi's acting skills could have been so superb during filming, she might have been popular long ago, and she didn't need to rely on mousse for resources.

"Zhong Jiaqi, I know you don't like me, and I know you don't want me to be with Mousse. You look down on me, but I have no choice. When I was very young, I had no parents. When I grow up, I can only rely on myself. I thought that after entering the entertainment industry, I would have a good life, but I found that I was really naive. The entertainment industry is simply a place that eats people without spit out bones, like me Such a person with no background can only be slaughtered in the entertainment industry, running around in the crew, and watching other people's faces. I really hope that I can get resources from Mousse, but I do this, to Mousse There won't be any harm at all, and Mousse knows my thoughts, so if you don't destroy the relationship between me and Mousse, take it as my begging you."

Ying Mengqi's remarks are indeed touching at first glance, but Zhong Jiaqi is not some white lotus of the Virgin Mary. No matter what industry he is in, if he has a background, he will go smoothly, but this does not mean that he has no background. There is only one way to die.

Ying Mengqi is the kind of person who doesn't want to work hard, but blames everything on her lack of background. If Ying Mengqi really worked hard, at least her hard work would not be so bad.

It's clear that I don't want to suffer, but now I blame everything on my life experience.

Zheng Xinyu's parents also passed away when she was very young, but Zheng Xinyu is not as self-pitying as Ying Mengqi.

Everything that Ying Mengqi has done now is her own fault.

Zhong Jiaqi said coldly: "Ying Mengqi, you don't have to pretend to be pitiful in front of me. I'm not one of your benefactor fathers. If you shed a few tears casually, and then buy or sell badly, I will soften my heart. My background is not Your reason for degrading yourself."

When Zhong Jiaqi uttered the words "Golden Lord's Father", Ying Mengqi panicked immediately. Did Zhong Jiaqi already know something?

"What do you mean by what you just said?"

"What do I mean, don't you know?" Zhong Jiaqi said coldly, "You should know better than me what is the relationship between you and the assistant director of "Growing Up"!"

"How do you know?" Ying Mengqi asked anxiously.

"I saw it at the celebration banquet before."

Ying Mengqi said in a panic: "Don't use this matter to threaten me to break up with Mousse. When I was with that assistant director, I had already broken up with Mousse. I didn't do anything to apologize to him at all. thing, and he also said it, he didn't ask me to like him at all, so even if you tell Mousse about it, it won't do anything."

Zhong Jiaqi said mockingly: "If you really don't worry about this matter at all, why are you so nervous?"

"Zhong Jiaqi, you!"

"What's wrong with me?"

"If you insist on forcing me like this, then don't blame me!"

Zhong Jiaqi asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"

Ying Mengqi dropped a cup on the table and held a piece of glass.

"Ying Mengqi, stop acting. I know that it is impossible for a person like you to commit suicide."

Ying Mengqi curled her lips and said with a treacherous smile: "I'm right, how could I commit suicide? I just want to ruin this face."

She has already asked the doctor, as long as the wound is not too deep, there will be no scars. Without any hesitation, she took the fragment of the cup and scratched her face.

Zhong Jiaqi didn't expect Ying Mengqi to do this either: "Ying Mengqi, are you crazy? If your face is ruined, you won't be able to survive in the entertainment industry at all."

"I know, but if I break up with Mousse, I won't end well in the entertainment industry. It's all the same. Don't you just hate me for having a face exactly like Jiang Wenwen's? Now I Wouldn't it be exactly what you wanted if you ruined your face?"

Ying Mengqi held the broken cup and wanted to scratch her face.

Zhong Jiaqi stepped forward and grabbed Ying Mengqi's hand: "Ying Mengqi, are you crazy? Although I really don't want to see this face, but not everything I don't like has to be destroyed, you Don't go crazy anymore."

"Zhong Jiaqi, don't you hate this face? What are you doing so pretentiously now?"

In order to grab the fragments in Meng Qi's hand, the two of them made a lot of noise in the box. Hearing the noise, the waiter came in immediately.

Zhong Jiaqi and Ying Mengqi, the waiter knew each other. Seeing them pulling each other, the waiter still remembered that Mousse was in the next box. She was worried that she could not separate the two of them, so she immediately walked into the box where Mousse was. .

The waiter said in a panic, "Mr. Mu, go to the next room and have a look, Miss Zhong and Miss Ying are fighting."

"What?" Mousse looked at the waiter in shock.

"I don't know what's going on, Mr. Mu, you should hurry over and have a look."

Mousse only had time to say something to Zheng Xinyu: "Xinyu, you are watching Qiuqiu and Hanhan here, don't let them leave this box."

When Qi Jingchen and Mu Si rushed to the next room, Zhong Jiaqi had already snatched the fragment from Ying Mengqi's hand, but the moment she saw Mu Si, Ying Mengqi immediately covered her face and looked at Zhong Jiaqi with aggrieved .

"Zhong Jiaqi, I know you are tired of my face, but you can't treat me like this, if my face is ruined, my life will be completely over."

Ying Mengqi's face was covered with blood, and she looked a little scary. Mousse squatted beside her, holding her face with his hands: "How do you feel now?"

Ying Mengqi tightly grasped Mousse's arm, and said in fear: "Mousse, Mousse, take me to the hospital quickly, I can't leave scars on my face, please, please!"

Mousse picked up Ying Mengqi and immediately took her to the hospital.

Qi Jingchen threw the fragments in Zhong Jiaqi's hand aside, looked at the wound on Zhong Jiaqi's palm, and said worriedly: "Jiaqi, let's take care of the wound on his hand first."

The waiter immediately said, "I'm going to get the first aid kit now!"

After Qi Jingchen carefully treated the wound on Zhong Jiaqi's palm, he began to ask about what happened just now.