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

Jiang Yanshu looked at her with a smile, "Oh, my daughter will care about me now."

Song Qingzhu looked at him reproachfully, curled his lips: "You're talking like I never cared about you."

"Yes, yes, you are my little padded jacket." Jiang Yanshu said kindly while cooking: "By the way, why hasn't your brother come back yet?"

Song Qingzhu suddenly remembered what happened today, she shrugged, "I don't know, I guess I won't be back today."

"Aren't you coming back?" Jiang Yanshu poured the food into a bowl and asked in surprise, "Doesn't your brother come home often?"

"It's because the company is busy."

Song Qingzhu answered truthfully. She lowered her head and brought the dishes to the table, then turned back, leaned against the door frame, and watched Jiang Yanshu serve the stewed chicken with mushrooms, and the smell filled the entire kitchen.

She approached in surprise, Jiang Yanshu patted the back of her hand, "Wash your hands, I'll call your brother."

Song Qingzhu stuck out her tongue, and seeing him leave, she hurriedly washed her hands, took a bite with the wooden chopsticks, and closed her eyes involuntarily, exclaiming that the chicken was so delicious!The chicken was smooth and tasty, it was delicious!
Jiang Yanshu went back to his study and took his mobile phone to call Jiang Jingzhi. Before he made a call, he heard the sound of the door opening and closing downstairs.

"Your brother is back?"

Jiang Yanshu shouted loudly.

Song Qingzhu bowed to her respectfully, and said hello, "Hello, who are you looking for?"

"Yanshu, I'm looking for Yanshu." The woman has a delicate face, slightly curly long hair hanging over her shoulders, thick and thick eyelashes, narrow and long eyes, charming and arrogant, a high nose bridge, and a small and exquisite mouth, but her lips are relatively thick, and she speaks softly. Her voice was cold and clear, making it impossible to detect her emotions. Her eyes fell on Song Qingzhu, her pupils were full of scrutiny, and she asked hostilely: "Who are you?"

"Jiang Yanshu is my father."

Song Qingzhu said slowly, also looking at her secretly.

Although she looks more delicate, she has a lot of wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and she is about 40 to [-] years old.

I just don't know what relationship she has with her father.

Qin Su was stunned, narrowed her eyes, and asked in disbelief, "Are you Yan Shu's daughter? Adopted?"

Hearing this, Song Qingzhu looked at a blank face, and replied nonchalantly: "No, I'm his biological daughter..."

Just listening to her looking back and forth at her like a hostess, Song Qingzhu felt a little dissatisfied, and his good impression of this aunt was completely gone.

"Who's here? Qingzhu."

Jiang Yanshu didn't hear his daughter's answer for a long time, so he subconsciously thought that his son Jiang Jingzhi had returned, so he put down his phone, turned around and left the study, walked downstairs, asking questions as he walked.

Until he met that woman.

Song Qingzhu was sandwiched between the two, looked left and right, and saw the frozen smile on Jiang Yanshu's face, it seemed that his father knew this aunt.

"Why did you come here?"

Jiang Yanshu's tone was full of dissatisfaction, as if he didn't agree with her coming here.

The woman changed her cold and arrogant demeanor just now, and put a smile on her face. Looking at Jiang Yanshu's eyes full of love, she slightly pursed her lips, passed Song Qingzhu, came to Jiang Yanshu, and said apologetically: " I'm sorry, I came to your house without permission, but you haven't responded to my messages, and I have called you. Your manager said that you are on tour. I heard the news of your return today. It came without a moment's rest."

Song Qingzhu blinked to express his confusion.

It turns out that people can really change faces like this.

Jiang Yanshu frowned, "If you have nothing to do, go back first."

"Why..." Qin Su lowered her head weakly, her eyes fell on the dining table, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes. She smiled pleasantly at the delicate and delicious dishes, "Yan Shu, I just didn't eat, so I can have dinner with you." Do you eat together?"

After finishing speaking, Qin Su turned to look at Song Qingzhu who was still in a daze, trying to get approval from her.

Song Qingzhu couldn't say no, so he nodded.

Qin Su strode to Song Qingzhu's side, held her arm tightly, tilted his head and looked at her with a bright smile, "Hello, my name is Qin Su, I'm your father's friend, you can also call me Aunt Su Su."

The sudden greeting surprised Song Qingzhu, she nodded quickly, and wanted to pull out her arm with some discomfort, but she was so strong that she couldn't pull it out, so she could only be held by her.

"Hello, Aunt Susu."

Qin Su smiled brightly at Jiang Yanshu, "This is your daughter? When did you recognize your daughter? She looks weirdly like you."

Jiang Yanshu: "She is my long-lost daughter."

Qin Su's expression froze, and his body was a little stiff.Song Qingzhu sensed her strangeness and turned to look at her, just as she was also looking at him, the emotions in her eyes were ever-changing, and she couldn't see clearly.

"You mean..." Qin Su hesitated to speak, and let go of Song Qingzhu's hand.

Jiang Yanshu nodded, and said seriously: "That's right, she is Jing Rong's child, the child of me and Jing Rong."

Qin Su's face was pale, and things that had been forgotten for a long time suddenly appeared in her mind at this moment.

Song Qingzhu saw that her expression was suddenly in a trance and she was about to faint, so she quickly supported her, "Aunt Susu, are you okay?"

When Qin Su met Song Qingzhu's gaze and looked into her eyes, his heart felt as if his heart was overwhelmed. Those memories that had been dusty for many years were all remembered with this person.Her eyes are very similar to Jing Rong's, they are the type that I still feel pity for, especially the innocent look, which makes her particularly hate.

After such a long time, she has not completely died, and there is still one seed left.

The resentment in Qin Su's heart was increasing infinitely. If Mu Jingrong hadn't been there at the beginning, she would have been with Yanshu now.

Originally, after getting rid of Mu Jingrong, she would be able to be with Yan Shu, but she didn't expect that she would leave behind a child.

Qin Su secretly grabbed her arm, Song Qingzhu gasped in pain, she let go of her hand immediately, and immediately put on a concerned expression on her face, caring to her: "What's wrong with you? Auntie is fine, thank you You."

Jiang Yanshu sighed helplessly, because Song Qingzhu's back was facing him, he didn't see Song Qingzhu's painful expression, he came to Song Qingzhu's side, and introduced to her: "This is your mother's former friend, Qin Su , you can just call her Auntie Susu."

Song Qingzhu and Qin Su separated, looking confused.

Touching his arm, Song Qingzhu was very puzzled, why did she suddenly pinch her?Is it unintentional or intentional?

Looking at Qin Su's sad expression, Song Qingzhu thought it must be unintentional, so he didn't take it to heart.

When Qin Su heard Jiang Yanshu mention this, her face showed nostalgia and helplessness.

"Jing Rong is a nice person, but it's a pity that good people don't always live long."