Sweet Wife Overturns the Heavens: Ninth Master, I can't stop pampering

The next visit, Rong Jingchen obviously accelerated, and he had to wait and see if there was Xixi when he entered the new exhibition hall.For this girl who was so clingy to him and who would kiss her all over her face, he had no choice but to go as far as possible and hide as far away as possible.

Song Qingzhu pushed Rong Junchu, and the two chatted.

"You are Yangyang's uncle, what do you think of that little girl Xixi?" Song Qingzhu asked.

"How about what?" Rong Junchu said.

"Just as a parent, do you think Xixi's little girl is compatible with Yangyang? Will Yangyang like her? I think Xixi likes Yangyang very much." Song Qingzhu asked, feeling that Rong Junchu is really a straight man, even I can't see any of this.

"What are you thinking? Yang Yang is only five years old, he is only a child, how can he know so much." Rong Junchu said, and gave Song Qingzhu a puzzled look.

"What's the matter at the age of five? If you were just born in ancient times, you would have been married." Song Qingzhu said unconvinced.

Then, Rong Junchu thought seriously for a few seconds, and said, "That little girl is not the type Yang Yang likes."

Song Qingzhu was just chatting nonsense at first, but he didn't expect him to take it seriously and think seriously before answering her.

"What type does Yang Yang like, tell me." Song Qingzhu gossiped.

Rong Junchu raised his eyes to look at her, and said lightly, "I like your type."

"Me? Did I make a mistake!" Song Qingzhu wondered, and it took a few seconds before he realized that he had been tricked.

They were all in the exhibition hall all morning, and Rong Jingchen's plan at noon was to have lunch at the Beetle restaurant, but he met Xixi just now, thinking that his family might meet there, he had a headache.

"What's the matter, you suddenly become preoccupied, are you hungry?" Song Qingzhu asked with concern.

"Xiao Qingqing, can we buy the food and take it outside?" Rong Jingchen suggested.

"Why not, I think it's nice outside and the air is fine, so it's a picnic." Song Qingzhu agreed with both hands and feet, she was not willing to be embarrassed by Yang Yang.

"That's really great, I'm going to buy lunch right now, I'm sure I'll make you and my uncle eat and drink deliciously!" Rong Jingchen's face turned cloudy, and he ran into the restaurant to buy something to eat.

Song Qingzhu pushed Rong Junchu, and the two found a relatively clean shade, where they were going to have lunch.

"Uncle and aunt, where did Yang Yang go?" Xi Xi and his family were also going to the Beatles Restaurant for dinner, and when they passed by, they came over to say hello.

"Oh, it's Xixi, Yangyang went to the Beatles restaurant to buy lunch." Song Qingzhu replied with a smile.

"Why don't you go, it's lunch time now?" Xixi wondered.

"We..." Song Qingzhu knew that Yang Yang was avoiding the little girl, if they said they planned to have lunch outside, if the little girl took her parents to have lunch with them here on a whim, Yang Yang might faint directly.

"We're not hungry. Are you going to have lunch? Hurry up, there will be more people in a while." Song Qingzhu kindly reminded.

"Don't you have money for lunch?" Xixi asked, looking at them with sympathy.

"..." Song Qingzhu was at a loss for words for a moment, and didn't know how to answer.

They have no money?The wheelchairs that Mr. Guangrong made at the beginning cost the price of a house for ordinary people, and looking at what they wear, they are all famous brands.

But these things cannot be told to children, nor can they be explained clearly.

"You guys really don't have any money? No wonder Yang Yang wants to come to Beatles Park because he participated in a painting competition to win tickets. My parents and I have been here many times. We buy tickets and come whenever we want." Xixi She spoke with confidence, and her parents followed her. Hearing her daughter say such words was not embarrassing, but a little proud.

"Xixi, Yang Yang participated in the competition to win tickets because he wants to get what he wants through his own efforts. If he asks for tickets, we will definitely buy them for him. It's not that we can't afford them, you know? "Song Qingzhu explained patiently, he was quite angry when a child said that.

"Xixi, don't talk about it, people also want to save face. Let's go to the Beatles restaurant for dinner. There is your favorite cod set meal, which is the most expensive. We only eat expensive ones." Xixi's mother boasted said.

"Can we invite Yangyang's parents to eat? It's a pity that they have no food." Xixi asked her parents.

Mom squatted down and pulled Xixi into her arms, and whispered, "Honey, the lunch at the Beatles restaurant is so expensive, it's enough for the three of us to eat. If they go with them, it will cost a lot of money, and they may still eat a lot. "

"Will you eat Xixi's too?" Xixi asked.

"Maybe." Mom whispered.

Song Qingzhu couldn't take it anymore, this pair of parents who wanted to show off and be stingy at the same time really made her uncomfortable.

Song Qingzhu came to Rong Junchu and said in a very contrived manner, "Honey, why hasn't Yangyang come back yet, do you want to call the manager of the Beatles restaurant and ask, I told you to call and inform the manager , don’t let Yang Yang line up, I’m so worried if he hasn’t come out for so long.”

There was a wave of fluctuation on Rong Junchu's calm face, this woman is quite good at acting.

"Okay." Rong Junchu took out the phone cooperatively.

Song Qingzhu thought he was just pretending, how could he know the manager of the Beatles restaurant she made up casually.

"Let's wait. Let the driver pick us up and go home after a while." Song Qingzhu gave him a step so that he could put his phone back.

Who knew that he had already pressed the number, and the phone dialed the call.

"Who are you calling?" Song Qingzhu asked in a low voice, winking at him.Wouldn't it be embarrassing if he really called?

Xixi and her parents are now standing aside, apparently looking forward to the show.

"Don't worry dear, I'll take care of it." Rong Junchu smiled at Song Qingzhu, and then made a call.

Song Qingzhu froze on the spot, what did he call himself just now, if he really didn't die, he wouldn't die, he wouldn't take it seriously.

Rong Junchu's phone was connected, and he simply said, "Let the manager come out to see me."

Song Qingzhu felt that he was going to pass out, so he secretly squeezed Rong Junchu's arm, thinking that the two of them would pretend to be dizzy later, and they could escape this catastrophe.

Unexpectedly, not a minute after he hung up the phone, a middle-aged man ran out of the restaurant and rushed towards him at the fastest speed he could achieve, his belly was about to burst out.

"I'm here, I'm here, I've kept you waiting, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I rushed out as soon as I received the call, and I kept you waiting."