Sweet pet and sweet love: my thousand gold wife

Shen Huaichuan looked at his mother-in-law's son quite amusedly, "You can't beat me."

It was rare to see a little warm color on his normally cold face, which softened his whole person a lot.

Jiang Ning pouted stubbornly, "Yes, I can beat you when I grow up."

Shen Huaichuan stretched out his big hand, and gently rubbed Jiang Ning's little head, the tenderness in his eyes was about to overflow.

"Okay, let's go out and have a look, and you will know if I have bullied her."

He picked up Jiang Ning, and the two father and son came to the kitchen. Jiang Guinong was peeling potatoes, and Shen Huaichuan was a little surprised by his skillful technique.

"Nong Nong", Jiang Ning broke free from Shen Huaichuan's embrace excitedly, and got out like a little fish.

He excitedly ran to Jiang Guinong's side, "I'll do it." As he said that, he stretched out his little hand.

Jiang Guinong smiled dotingly, "Okay, hold it well, don't cut your hand." Perhaps only when facing Jiang Ning, would she be so gentle.

A small basket was handed to Jiang Ning, and the little thing took it and squatted on the ground, imitating his mother's operation.

Shen Huaichuan glanced at Jiang Guinong reproachfully, "Is that how you use my son?"

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Ning on the ground raised his head and looked at him angrily, "You are not allowed to talk about my Nong Nong."

Jiang Guinong looked at Shen Huaichuan proudly, as if saying, you are the only one who wants to drive us apart, hey, dreaming!

Shen Huaichuan's eyes flashed, and he turned his face away helplessly. After a while, he rolled up his sleeves again, and packed up with the two of them.

With the sincere cooperation of the three people, a table of delicious home-cooked dishes was prepared soon.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, vinegar potato shreds, tomato scrambled eggs, bitter gourd stuffed meat, squirrel mandarin fish, all Jiang Ning and Jiang Guinong love to eat.

The smell wafting from the dining table made the three of them twitch their index fingers. Jiang Ning hurriedly washed his hands, climbed onto the chair, and obediently waited for Jiang Guinong to take his seat.

Jiang Ning nodded with great satisfaction. After all, her own son is the best. She walked over to serve Jiang Ning a bowl of rice, "My son, eat quickly."

However, Shen Huaichuan, who had been waiting to be fed, couldn't wait for the job bowl handed over by Jiang Guinong, and his face immediately turned cold. If his assistant saw his expression like this at this moment, he would definitely feel that disaster was imminent.

Unknowingly, two camps were divided at the dinner table. On the one hand, the mother is kind and the son is filial and loves each other, while on the other hand, the north wind howls alone.

The little girl Jiang Ning was eating happily, when she suddenly noticed something wrong with Shen Huaichuan's expression on the opposite side, she raised her head and asked, "Why doesn't Father Shen eat?"

Only then did Jiang Guinong notice Shen Huaichuan's stormy eyes, and he was also a little puzzled. Could it be that this guy doesn't like the taste?

"I never serve food by myself!" Shen Huaichuan looked displeased.

Jiang Guinong couldn't help but burst out laughing, and teased, "I'd love to see you look hungry."

Shen Huaichuan: "Jiang Guinong!"

"Ningning, let's eat, leave him alone." Jiang Guinong pretended not to see Shen Huaichuan's dark face, and ate with Jiang Ning happily.

Shen Huaichuan has a dark face, no matter where he is, there are always countless people around him serving tea and drinking water, but this woman doesn't know good and bad, so she won't serve him a bowl of rice, good, good!

"Spoon!" A moment later, Shen Huaichuan said angrily.

Although Jiang Guinong is a daughter of a thousand gold, but after giving birth to Jiang Ning, in order to avoid hunting and take better care of Jiang Ning, he naturally practiced cooking skills, and the taste is naturally not bad.

After a meal, all three of them stuffed their stomachs to the brim. Jiang Guinong stuffed the last bite of food into his mouth, quickly hugged Jiang Ning and fled the scene.

Shen Huaichuan was stunned, but Li quickly understood Jiang Guinong's intentions.

Damn woman, she wants him to wash the dishes without serving him food!

On this night, some people were arguing and bickering with their closest relatives, while some people sneaked out of the lair, hiding their dark figures in the vast night.

Ginger house.

Song Xiaocheng sat on the sofa with an unpredictable expression.

He waited for a long time before Jiang Heting came down the stairs slowly, with a faint smile on his scheming face.

Jiang Heting has been looking for Jiang Guinong, the little girl filmed and hid somewhere with Xiao Yezhong, but he didn't expect that when he was frowning, someone would send news of the dead girl directly.

"Mr. Jiang", Song Xiaocheng immediately got up to greet Jiang Heting when he caught sight of Jiang Heting from the corner of his eyes.

"Mr. Song, please sit down, there is no need to be formal." Jiang Heting smiled falsely, beckoning Song Xiaocheng to sit down.

"Come on, Mr. Song, this is the top-quality Yunwu tea I asked someone to find, try it."

A cup of brewed tea was placed in front of Song Xiaocheng. Song Xiaocheng quickly took it, took a sip, and was full of praise.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while before they got to the point.

"Mr. Jiang, you should know why I'm here, right?" Song Xiaocheng said while observing Jiang Heting without a trace, his eyes flashed with indescribable viciousness.

"Mr. Song, you still have to learn to wait patiently. Some things need to be found at the right time!" Jiang Heting laughed "haha" and leaned on the back of the sofa.

Song Xiaocheng's complexion changed slightly, what does this mean?
Seeing that Song's father didn't respond, Jiang Heting sat up straight again, and began to chat with him, "I already know the reason for Mr. Song's visit today. I don't know if Mr. Song has a plan?"

"Naturally, there is a plan, but there is a lack of a partner..." Song Xiaocheng smiled inexplicably.

The four eyes met, and the eyes of the two became more sinister than the other. Soon, their secret talk came to an end, and the two looked at each other and smiled, which was considered to be an agreement.

After Song Xiaocheng left, Jiang Wenxuan came out from behind the stairs, "Dad, I heard that bitch Jiang Guinong actually went to Shen Huaichuan's place, we have to act quickly, don't let her run away again!"

As soon as he walked out, he was impatient to know Jiang Heting's plan, his face was full of eagerness.

An imperceptible annoyance flashed across Jiang Heting's eyes, why did he give birth to such a stupid thing, what should he do, does he still use this bastard to remind him?
"Why are you in a hurry, what do you look like recklessly?"

"Dad!" Jiang Wenxuan suppressed his dissatisfaction, and said, "I want to participate in this matter too!"

"Slap!" As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Heting slapped him, making his eyes stare.

"Bastard, who do you think you are, your wings haven't grown hard yet!"

Jiang Heting's scolding made Jiang Wenxuan's eyes flash with sternness, but now he doesn't have the guts to contend with his old man, so he can only secretly make up his mind that he must surpass this old man in the future.

The night is getting darker.

As soon as Song Xiaocheng returned home, Song Jiaqian greeted him and asked him, "Dad, how is the talk going? Has the Jiang family agreed to cooperate? Is that woman disappearing from Huaichuan's side soon?"

Noticing Song Jiaqian's eyes filled with hope, Song Xiaocheng frowned.

His daughter is all about that kid surnamed Shen, as long as she can profit from it, it's fine, but people don't pay attention to her at all, and don't know what's the point of sticking a hot face to someone's cold ass all day long?
"Don't meddle in this matter, don't even ask, you will know when the time comes!" Song Xiaocheng snorted coldly.