Reborn Sweet Wife: Quan Shao's favorite

After finishing the phone call with Song Mingyuan, Qiao Ruoqing felt a little uneasy.

Why did Mr. Song suddenly go to Sanya?She just called the old man a few days ago, and she didn't hear that he had plans to go out of town.

Could it be that something happened?

She was worried, so she called the old man, and the call was connected quickly, but the old man's voice sounded muffled. She asked about the old man's situation, and the old man just said that he wanted to spend the New Year in Sanya this year. I just refused to say anything.

Look preoccupied.

Qiao Ruoqing felt that this matter was not simple.

After work the next day, she went to the hotel restaurant at the address Song Mingyuan told her.

Song Mingyuan had already arrived, and when he saw her coming in, he immediately waved to her.

Qiao Ruoqing only thought about the old man's affairs in her heart, and as soon as she sat down, she immediately asked, "What happened to Grandpa Song? It's all right, why did he go to Sanya alone?"

"It's a long story." Song Mingyuan had already ordered the dishes in advance, called the waiter to serve them, and then said to Qiao Ruoqing, "Let's eat first, we'll talk about it after we're done."

Qiao Ruoqing frowned, "Song Mingyuan, you asked me out today, what exactly do you want to tell me?"

Song Mingyuan poured Qiao Ruoqing a glass of wine, "Ruoqing, you must be tired after working all day, take a break first, I'll tell you about grandpa later."

With that said, she handed the wine glass to Qiao Ruoqing, "It's been a long time since we've had dinner together, come, let's have a drink."

Qiao Ruoqing frowned even deeper.

Sure enough, this man had no place for her in his heart at all.

Even Huo Jingyuan knew she couldn't drink, but he didn't.

Avoiding the wine glass Song Mingyuan handed over, Qiao Ruoqing waved and called the waiter over, "Excuse me, can I have a glass of orange juice?"

Song Mingyuan's hands froze in the air, and his expression was not good.

But he didn't last long like this, after all, Qiao Ruoqing couldn't see it.

Putting down the cup, Song Mingyuan asked, "Ruoqing, you're still blaming me, right? Are you blaming me all this time about Ruolan?"

"No." Qiao Ruoqing looked at him calmly, without any disturbance in her eyes, "Your affairs have nothing to do with me."

The more calm she looked, the more disgusted Song Mingyuan felt, and his hands under the table tightened slightly, "Ruoqing, don't talk to me like that... The matter between me and Ruolan has always been you misunderstood……"

"What did I misunderstand? Who doesn't know that you two are together now? Besides, didn't you take her to see Grandpa Song?" Thinking of Grandpa Song's reaction that day, Qiao Ruoqing couldn't help laughing, "It's just, Grandpa Song doesn't seem to like Ruolan very much, it seems that you have to work harder."

In Song Mingyuan's eyes, her smile was clearly gloating.

In fact, it is indeed gloating.

Song Mingyuan and Cai Meixian both like Qiao Ruolan so much, but it's a pity that the old man doesn't like Qiao Ruolan's character.

Some of them are busy now.

Desperately restraining the anger in his heart, Song Mingyuan continued to put on a smile on his face, "Ruoqing, in fact, I have always had you in my heart..."

"Stop!" Qiao Ruoqing raised her hand, made a pause gesture, and looked at the man in front of her, "Song Mingyuan, think about it for yourself, how many times have you told me similar words? Do you believe it?"

Before Song Mingyuan could answer, she said, "I don't believe it. Not only do I not believe it, but I also feel disgusted."

Song Mingyuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

Turning his gaze, he happened to see the waiter next to him bringing the orange juice Qiao Ruoqing wanted.

He gritted his teeth and picked up the glass of wine again, "Ruoqing, I know you don't believe me, but what I said is true. After we drink this glass of wine, all the previous things will be wiped out, okay?"

As he thought, after he raised the wine glass, Qiao Ruoqing stretched out her hand to block it just like before.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Mingyuan deliberately tilted the glass, and the red wine poured out from the mouth of the glass, and some flowed onto the back of Qiao Ruoqing's hand.

very cool.

Qiao Ruoqing let out a low cry, and frowned fiercely. Song Mingyuan hurriedly put down the glass, and while apologizing, took out a few tissues and came over to wipe her hands.

Seeing Song Mingyuan's flattering appearance, she felt disgusted, she withdrew her hands, and stood up from the chair, "I'll just go to the bathroom and take a shower."

Then the person turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

Song Mingyuan hooked the corners of his lips.

The waiter put down the orange juice, "Sir, this is the orange juice that lady ordered just now."

"Thank you." Song Mingyuan thanked the beautiful waitress in a gentlemanly manner.

However, as soon as the waiter turned around, the smile on his face disappeared immediately, and he reached into his pocket and took out two things.

Same, it's the key card for the hotel room upstairs.

There is another thing, a small boxy plastic bag with two white pills inside.

Looking in the direction of the bathroom, seeing that Qiao Ruoqing hadn't come out, Song Mingyuan put the room card back in his pocket, opened the plastic bag, put both pills into Qiao Ruoqing's orange juice, and stirred them with a straw.

This is the medicine he got from Jin Shao, and it is specially used to deal with those disobedient women.

According to Jin Shao, only one tablet of this kind of medicine is needed to make a woman high all night.

Didn't Qiao Ruoqing not even let him touch her hand?When she drinks this glass of orange juice later, is it still the fish on the sticky board and let him slaughter it?
When it's over, he has Qiao Ruoqing's handle in his hand, so he's afraid that Qiao Ruoqing won't listen to him then?

When Qiao Ruoqing came back, she found Song Mingyuan sitting alone laughing, and she didn't know what she was laughing at.

"What's wrong with you?" Qiao Ruoqing asked.

Hearing Qiao Ruoqing's voice, Song Mingyuan noticed that she had returned, and quickly restrained his exaggerated smile, "No, it's okay..."

Looking at the glass of orange juice, Song Mingyuan pushed the glass towards Qiao Ruoqing, "This is the orange juice you want, drink it quickly."

Qiao Ruoqing didn't think much, and took a sip of orange juice.

Sweet and sour, delicious.

But facing a table of dishes, she had no appetite at all.

"What are you trying to tell me?" She lost her patience, and her tone of voice was worse than before, "Song Mingyuan, I came here today because you said you wanted to tell me about Grandpa Song. If you don't say anything, then I'll leave now, I don't have the time to waste time here with you."

While speaking, the man stood up from the chair.

Song Mingyuan looked at her calmly, "Are you leaving so soon? Why don't you sit down for a while?"

He propped his hands on the dining table, as if waiting to watch a good show, "Are you really not concerned about my grandpa?"

"I can call Grandpa Song myself..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly felt a little dizzy, her vision gradually became blurred, and even Song Mingyuan in front of her had a double image.

This feeling is very uncomfortable.

Noticing that Qiao Ruoqing's expression was different from before, and she was still supporting the chair with her hands, Song Mingyuan was a little happy.

Jin Shao's medicine was really powerful, and it took only a short while to take effect.

He also stood up from the chair, put his hands on Qiao Ruoqing's waist, "Tired, aren't you? Don't worry, I'll take you to rest..."

"You... Get away..." Qiao Ruoqing wanted to push Song Mingyuan away, but she couldn't use any strength in her hands.

Feeling that Qiao Ruoqing's body had become limp, the smile on Song Mingyuan's face became a little wretched, "Don't worry, I'll be there in a while."

Then she helped Qiao Ruoqing and walked outside.

Qiao Ruoqing's thoughts gradually became cloudy, but she was sure of one thing, there must be something wrong with the glass of orange juice just now.

It was Song Mingyuan who did the trick.

Although I don't know what he wants to do, it is definitely not a good thing.

"Song Mingyuan, you... let me go..." Qiao Ruoqing twisted her body weakly, trying to distance herself from Song Mingyuan.

She has no strength in her body, and her voice is soft. It sounds like she is acting like a baby, and she is a bit eager to refuse.

Song Mingyuan couldn't wait any longer. He put his arms around Qiao Ruoqing's waist and walked out at a faster pace.

In fact, in terms of looks, Qiao Ruoqing is more beautiful than Qiao Ruolan.

It's just that before, all his thoughts were on Qiao Ruolan, and he didn't pay much attention to Qiao Ruoqing, who was always sticking to him.

Recently, Qiao Ruoqing has become different from before, and he gradually realized that Qiao Ruoqing is actually much more flavorful than Qiao Ruolan.

Such a woman is more comfortable doing it.

As soon as he helped Qiao Ruoqing out of the restaurant, two people walked towards him.

One of them was Huo Jingyuan, and the other was also in a suit and leather shoes. He looked a few years older than Huo Jingyuan, and Song Mingyuan didn't know him.

The two of them were chatting happily while walking, but they didn't notice Song Mingyuan.

But Song Mingyuan was still a little nervous, so he reached out and brushed Qiao Ruoqing's hair so that it could completely cover her face, and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

At this time, Huo Jingyuan seemed to have finished talking with that man, and his eyes fell on Song Mingyuan, probably because he didn't expect to meet him here, so he was slightly startled.

In the next second, others stopped in front of Song Mingyuan, "Young Master Song, where are you taking her with you?"

Qiao Ruoqing seemed to hear Huo Jingyuan's voice in a trance, so ethereal as if it didn't exist at all, but she still stretched out her hand and murmured, "Brother Huo...help me...Huo...Brother Huo..."

Huo Jingyuan's face was livid, and he snatched Qiao Ruoqing from Song Mingyuan's arms. When he pushed aside his hair, he saw Qiao Ruoqing's face turned red, and he could feel a rush of heat from a long distance away.

His face darkened even more. He glanced at Song Mingyuan, picked up Qiao Ruoqing and walked into the elevator.

Xiao Mingquan reached out and touched his neck.

The last time Meng Zizhao was released as a pigeon, no matter how you say it, he hasn't met yet. Now that both of them have arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, Huo Jingyuan turned around and left without even saying hello, leaving him here alone.

What kind of?
There is no humanity in the opposite sex!
He was still sighing, when he saw Song Mingyuan shouting Huo Jingyuan's name while chasing after him, he quickly stretched out his arm to block Song Mingyuan's way, with warnings in the corners of his eyes and brows, "Sir, I advise you to take advantage of this time to explain Things are going well."

This is not polite at all.