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

Jiang Jingzhi got out of the car first, turned back and opened the car door, blocking her head in a gentlemanly manner.

After Song Qingzhu came down, he felt that the environment here was very quiet and clean.

Jiang Jingzhi said: "This is the old house of the Mu family, Mr. Mu Yidemu is our grandfather."

Song Qingzhu nodded slightly and listened carefully.

As soon as Jiang Jingzhi finished speaking, he saw their grandfather Mu Yide standing there watching them, wiping tears excitedly.

Song Qingzhu probably had a clue in her heart, because she had met Mu Yide before, so she was not surprised when she saw Mu Yide.

Mu Yide came to Song Qingzhu, held her hand, looked at her face, and suddenly thought of his daughter Mu Jingrong in his mind. Although Song Qingzhu and Rong'er only had a three-point resemblance, she was even more like Jiang Yan. Book a little.

But Mu Yide is very kind to her. Since she saved him last time, when he saw her, he felt that she was very kind.He didn't expect that she was actually his granddaughter, which was really beyond his expectation.

"Grandfather, hello."

Song Qingzhu shouted politely when he saw Mu Yide for the first time.

Mu Yide's eyes were red, and when he heard her voice, he kept shouting: "Hey! Hey! Qingzhu, Qingzhu, it's good to be back, it's good to be back."

Jiang Jingzhi looked at Mu Yide's flushed eyes, feeling quite sad.

Because of his mother, his grandfather hadn't had any contact with them in recent years. Even though he would visit his grandfather at Mu's house every month, he knew his grandfather's forced smile.

Whenever he left, my grandfather would lock himself in the attic on the second floor, which was my mother's former boudoir.He will also work hard to find clues about his daughter, and the pain of losing his daughter. He has never complained, he will only bear it silently behind his back, and then search.

"Grandfather, you are so eccentric. When my sister comes back, you will stop looking at me."

Jiang Jingzhi said jokingly.

Mu Yide laughed out loud when he heard this, put his arm around Jiang Jingzhi's shoulder, and laughed from the bottom of his heart.

"You are back, I am very happy, let's go, today I specially cooked a large table of dishes for you."

Song Qingzhu obediently followed by the side, always being a listener, and would laugh when he heard the funny conversation between the two of them.

The family looked happy.

Butler Mu quickly prepared all the dishes, and Mu Yide sat down the two grandsons and asked, "Can you have a drink?"

Jiang Jingzhi smiled and said, "My alcohol tolerance is not high."

Mu Yide looked at Song Qingzhu, "Qingzhu, what about you?"

Song Qingzhu replied modestly, "I'm okay."

Seeing this, Mu Yide was happy, took a bottle of red wine, poured it, and picked up vegetables for Song Qingzhu from time to time, letting her eat and drink well, as if he wanted to dedicate to her the love that was missing before.

Song Qingzhu's heart is warm. She never dared to imagine this kind of scene. In the past, she longed to have a reunion dinner with her family, but unfortunately that was an extravagant wish. Now, she has family affection and love.

She is the luckiest person in the world.

Song Qingzhu was so happy that he accidentally drank a lot of wine.

After this scene, Song Qingzhu was just a little confused, Mu Yide and Jiang Jingzhi were completely drunk, and the grandpa and grandson started to play the game of "little bee".

Butler Mu came out and found that the young master and master were all drunk, and the young lady was still very surprised when she was not drunk.

I didn't expect Miss to drink so much.

"Miss, do you want to drink a bowl of hangover soup before going up to rest?"

"It's okay." Song Qingzhu politely declined, "I'll help my brother and grandfather up first."

"I'll help you with me."

Next, the two of them helped the two men who were already drunk to the room on the second floor.

While going upstairs, Jiang Jingzhi kept drinking madly, muttering something.Mu Yide didn't worry too much, he kept shouting that he was happy today, that he saw his granddaughter today, and said that his daughter must still be alive.

Song Qingzhu's eyes turned red as he listened.

She prayed secretly in her heart, if her mother could hear their wishes, could she come back sooner?They really miss her.

……

After leaving the two drunks in the next room, Song Qingzhu came to her room and closed the door. She was about to take a bath when a video came over.

It's Rong Junchu's video call.

She pressed the button, and the video screen was moving. The first thing to show was the sexy collarbone, followed by the chin and lips, and then the front of the video board, showing Rong Junchu's handsome face.

His brows and eyes were cold and arrogant, and when he saw her, his eyes showed a gentle expression.

"arrive?"

Song Qingzhu sat on the bed, stared at the video, and nodded sharply.

It was only then that she remembered that she hadn't called him to report his safety.

"Why is your face so red?" When Rong Junchu was about to ask her what she was doing, he suddenly noticed that her cheeks were flushed, her almond eyes seemed to be stained with eye cream, she was extraordinarily pitiful, and her tone was sharp.

"I drank a little wine just now." Song Qingzhu scratched his head and replied a little embarrassingly.

"With whom? Jiang Jingzhi?" Rong Junchu's voice was indifferent, but it made Song Qingzhu feel the pressure. He always felt that he was a little angry?

"Well, there is also my grandfather." Song Qingzhu blinked, and in order not to let him continue to ask, she asked, "By the way, have you gone home? Did you have a good meal?"

Song Qingzhu discovered a bad thing, that is, every time he was too busy with work, he would forget to eat.This is a very bad thing for the body, so she often reminds him that he will be hungry if she is not around.

When Rong Jun first heard the words, the cold and hard jawline gradually eased a lot, and the sharp eyes softened a lot. He said: "Yes. I went home and ate."

"That's good." Song Qingzhu heaved a sigh of relief.

"This is not an example." Rong Junchu said, "Hurry up and drink the hangover soup, take a shower and go to bed after drinking."

"Got it." Song Qingzhu replied coquettishly.

"Hurry up?" Seeing that she hadn't hung up for a long time, Rong Junchu couldn't help urging.

Song Qingzhu pouted, blinked, and said cutely: "Then give me a kiss."

She pointed to her left cheek and moved closer to the front of the screen.

When Rong Junchu heard the words, his body was stiff. Looking at the approaching face, he gulped.

Then he laughed angrily, "Hurry up and drink soup."

Song Qingzhu pouted, "No, just give me a kiss and I'll go."

Listening to her coquettish tone, even a man as determined as Rong Junchu couldn't control her anymore.

He had a stiff face, and his breathing was a little short. Listening to the video, Song Qingzhu pouted, wanting him to kiss him, as if there was a hand in his heart, grabbing him and stimulating his brain.

He suppressed the longing in his heart, and his voice was hoarse: "You are drunk."