Sweetheart wife is fierce and cute

Sheng Qingqing was slightly taken aback when he heard this, isn't this a matter between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law?

"Then what is Jiang Yulin's attitude?"

According to Sheng Qingqing's experience from watching TV dramas over the years, the most important thing at this time is to see how the man's attitude is. Absolutely no good.

Xia Chunuan thought about Jiang Yulin's actions, and then said: "What he said is also trying to find a way to make up for the relationship between me and his mother, and he is on my side."

If that's the case, then it's a little easier to handle, because I'm afraid that if you meet Ma Baonan, the man will not do enough.

"Then I think it's okay. You just need to take care of your own little family. You don't have to think so much about Jiang Yulin's mother."

These might be comforting words, Xia Chunuan felt that it was enough to listen to them, and it was impossible for her to ignore Jiang Yulin's feelings.

If so, she would feel that Jiang Yulin was too tired because of the matter between her and his mother.

If so, it's better for her to let go early.

Xia Chunuan didn't want to continue this topic. Thinking of Sheng Qingqing's recent situation, she said, "Okay, let's not talk about me, let's talk about yourself."

"Why did you go to someone else's house to be a nanny to take care of the children recently?" Xia Chunuan asked when she thought of Song Qiaoxi.

This... Sheng Qingqing scratched his hair, thinking about his words, how should he describe these things.

"If I told you that I was attracted to my employer because of his good looks, would you think I'm crazy?" Sheng Qingqing said helplessly.

In fact, everything was like this. If he hadn't been good-looking, maybe Sheng Qingqing wouldn't have done such a job at all, and she didn't need to look for a job.

"That's it?" Xia Chunuan couldn't believe it, she stared at Sheng Qingqing seriously for a while, and Sheng Qingqing felt a little creepy.

Sheng Qingqing swallowed, his eyes wandered, and he said uncomfortably, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Xia Chunuan smiled and said, "I feel a little weird when I'm sleeping. Are you excited? Where is the progress now?"

Are you excited?
Sheng Qingqing thought seriously, when they first met, they seemed to be a little moved, but now they don't know, did they like it a little?Then the feeling in my heart is really inexplicable.

When it comes to progress, she feels that there is no progress at all, and she usually just says a few words, and then there is no more.

In the end, Sheng Qingqing was extremely slow, thinking in his mind while answering Xia Chunuan's question, "Nuan Nuan, I don't think I'm actually sure about my attitude towards him now, I can't tell."

"Also, we can only say two sentences now, and most of them are about children."

Speaking of the child, Xia Chunuan asked again: "By the way, where is the child's mother?"

"I don't know much about this." Sheng Qingqing only understood a little bit vaguely, "I heard that he seems to have disappeared."

Xia Chunuan nodded, it was no wonder why she had to hire a nanny to see the child instead of the child's mother to take care of her herself.

The two sat on the sofa and chatted a lot, all about each other, and also about childhood, and when they talked about interesting things, both of them would look at each other and smile.

Time passed quickly, one day passed, and it was getting late, Sheng Qingqing went home after having dinner at Nuan's house in early Xia.

And this side of Nonghua Road, the villa area.

Jiang's mother only saw the news in the evening, and searched a lot of news about it, and clicked on the picture above to zoom in infinitely and read it again and again.

She glanced at the content above, but when she saw the bold title on the headline, her eyes stopped on those three words - Cheng Sijin.

This name sounded familiar to her, but she couldn't remember it for a while, but compared to this, what made her happy was that her son finally didn't set his sights on Xia Chunuan, a woman.

As long as her son doesn't like Xia Chunuan and leaves her, then it's fine to say anything about it.

Cheng Sijin, Cheng Sijin...

She seemed to suddenly remember who the name was.

It seems that her youngest daughter has entered the entertainment industry to work, and now her star career is smooth.

Jiang's mother doesn't care about 21 anymore, just make a phone call and ask.

Thinking about it, he picked up the landline and the phone book underneath, and started making calls.

After waiting for a long time, the phone was answered.

"Hello, is this Cheng Jia?"

Jiang's mother called her from Xiao's home. The voice on the other end of the phone didn't seem to be that of a middle-aged woman like her. The voice on the other end of the phone was a little clear and soft.

"Oh, no, Cheng Jia is my mother, and I'm her daughter. Wait a moment, I'll ask my mother to answer the phone."

While talking on the other end of the phone, suddenly there was a rustling sound, and Jiang's mother waited here in silence for a while.

Through the phone, she heard the movement on the other end of the phone——

"Sijin, who's calling?" This time it was Mother Jiang's familiar voice, with an elegant tone, a little arrogance, and a bit of gentleness mixed in.

"Mom, it seems to be someone you know. She called you, but I don't know who it is."

"Then why don't you ask?"

"Isn't this an urgent call for you to answer the phone?" There was a bit of a little girl's coquettish taste in her tone.

Finally, finally, Cheng Jia picked up the phone, "Hello? Who is it?"

"it's me."

Hearing this familiar voice, Cheng Jia quickly remembered who the person who called her was.

She smiled on the other end of the phone: "Yuanyuan? Why did you call me? I remember that we haven't contacted for a long time. What's wrong?"

"I saw an entertainment news on my mobile phone, and I suddenly thought of your daughter's name as Cheng Sijin?" In fact, she could hear it just now when the mother and daughter were talking, but she still wanted to ask one time.

Cheng Jia glanced at Cheng Sijin on the other end of the phone, and said, "Well, my daughter's name is Cheng Sijin, what's wrong?"

"Oh, so it really is," Mother Jiang smiled, "So is she free tonight? I want to invite her to our house for dinner."

"Yuanyuan, this..."

Cheng Jia didn't know what Jiang's mother was up to. They hadn't seen each other for a long time, and the child probably didn't know about it either. They met when they were young, but now they probably forgot.

"What's the matter? Is she okay?" Mother Jiang could hear that Cheng Jia on the other end of the phone seemed to be in a bit of trouble.