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

Qin Su pushed her, wanting her to leave, and explained to her: "I have already contacted the driver, he will be here soon, you go back."

Song Qingzhu shook his head stubbornly, "That won't work, I'll watch you get in the car before leaving."

Snow slowly began to fall in the sky, and the snowflakes gradually covered the entire imperial capital, with snow-white snowflakes everywhere.Song Qingzhu couldn't help stretching out her hand to pick it up. She looked up at the dark sky with a premonition in her heart, as if this was her mother's gaze.

Qin Su looked at the snow indifferently, and said with a melancholy expression: "Jing Rong likes snow the most, especially making snowmen. Every winter, we will make snowmen together."

Song Qingzhu responded in surprise, spreading her arms, feeling the cold wind from all directions, even though her nose was red from the cold, she still did not back down.

"It seems that our mother and daughter are heart to heart. I also like snow very much. Although the snow is very cold, I still love snow! I also like winter!"

Qin Su looked at Song Qingzhu from a distance, her smile gradually disappeared, the corners of her mouth turned downward, and her eyes were filled with endless indifference and darkness.

It's ridiculous, Mu Jingrong, your daughter didn't die with you, but I didn't expect her to survive because of her great fortune.But don't worry, your daughter will be with you soon.

At this time, a black car slowly stopped on the side of the road with the windows lowered, and someone called Qin Su.

With a smile on Qin Su's face, she beckoned to Song Qingzhu brightly.

"I'll go first, see you next time."

"Okay, Aunt Susu, be careful on the road." Song Qingzhu stood still and watched her get into the car. She ran to the car, bent down and said to her: "Aunt Susu, next time you come home, I will cook Let me cook for you, the egg fried rice I made is delicious."

Qin Su gently agreed to her.

The car drove away slowly, the window was raised, and Qin Su's gentle smile gradually disappeared. She took out a few pieces of paper and mixed them together expressionlessly, and wiped the tears on her face fiercely. Extremely disgusting.

She actually cried for that bitch Mu Jingrong, that bitch should be smiling secretly.

Really bad luck.

Qin Su looked sternly at the passing scenery outside the car window, thinking in her mind how to deal with that bitch's daughter.

If that woman's daughter is alive, Yan Shu's heart will always be on that dead woman.

Is she not as good as a dead woman?
Qin Su's face was almost distorted, and she looked out ferociously.

The driver in front of him made an accidental gesture, and was too frightened to think about it any more.

……

Song Qingzhu went home with his pockets, and when he opened the door, he found other people's shoes in the shoe cabinet.

She walked quickly towards the inside, and saw Jiang Jingzhi sitting on the seat happily eating.

Jiang Jingzhi turned his head to look over, saw Song Qingzhu, and said in surprise: "Oh, Qingzhu, your cooking skills have improved, and you can compete with Dad."

Song Qingzhu walked in front of him and shrugged, "That's what Dad did."

"Ah?" Jiang Jingzhi's jaw almost dropped in shock, and he looked around: "Where's Dad? By the way, why didn't you eat? Also, did you just come back?"

"No, someone came just now." Song Qingzhu pulled a chair, sat beside him, put his hands on the table, his eyes dimmed, and whispered: "Brother, I miss my mother."

"Why do you miss your mother all of a sudden?"

Jiang Jingzhi's expression froze, he paused, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Aunt Susu came just now. She is a good friend of my mother."

"Aunt Susu?" Jiang Jingzhi was taken aback. He was familiar with this name, as if he had heard his father say that he and his mother were friends.

"Ah."

Jiang Jingzhi didn't answer. At the same time, he put down his chopsticks and asked, "Where's Dad?"

"It should be in the study."

"I'll go take a look."

Jiang Jingzhi stood up and was about to go up, paused, and said to her: "Have you eaten? Eat first if you haven't eaten, remember to save some for me."

He quickly went up to the study room on the second floor, knocked on the door and came out with a deep voice, Jiang Jingzhi pushed the door and walked in, Jiang Yanshu who was lying on the table thought it was Song Qingzhu, when he looked up, he saw Jiang Jingzhi and said in surprise : "I'm back, have you eaten yet?"

"have eaten."

Jiang Jingzhi came in front of him and leaned against the desk, "Did Aunt Susu come just now?"

"Yeah. Qingzhu said?"

"Hmm. Who is this Auntie Susu? I remember you mentioned it before." Jiang Jingzhi touched his chin and said.

Jiang Yanshu said: "Aunt Qin Su is your mother's friend, and she came to the house to hug you before."

He didn't have any impression of this, Jiang Jingzhi touched his chin, and asked Jiang Yanshu: "Then, does Aunt Qin Su know about the news of her mother's disappearance? Do you have any clues?"

Jiang Yanshu put his head in his hands, lowered his head and said, "I don't know, she doesn't know anything."

There was a look of disappointment in Jiang Jingzhi's eyes.

"Okay." He pulled Jiang Yanshu's arm down and said, "Dad, let's eat. Qing Zhu is eating downstairs."

Jiang Yanshu was dumb: "I'll rest for a while, you go down first."

Jiang Jingzhi was silent for a while, "Okay, Dad, you should come down early, and be careful that the food is cold."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Jing went downstairs. Song Qingzhu heard the voice and looked up, "How is it? Where's Dad?"

Jiang Jingzhi shook his head and sighed helplessly: "Leave him alone, let's eat first."

After eating, Song Qingzhu went back to the room and called Rong Junchu.

She called Rong Junchu before, but he never replied.

It was already early in the evening, and Song Qingzhu called for two seconds, then hung up quickly.

It's late, he should be asleep.

And at this moment, the bell rang.

Song Qingzhu connected immediately, and Rong Junchu's magnetic voice came from the other end: "Miss me?"

"No!"

"I don't believe it." Rong Junchu chuckled softly, "I was busy just now, and I just finished work now."

"Are you driving?"

Song Qingzhu held his breath and listened for a while, and heard the sound of a car horn.

"Well. It's snowing today, see?"

"I see." Song Qingzhu stood up from the bed, folded her arms and came to the window, looking at the hoarfrost all over the floor, she reminded in a warm voice: "Be careful."

"I'll hang up first, and send me a message to report my safety when I get home." Song Qingzhu said nervously, and wanted to hang up, but was stopped by Rong Junchu, and he said: "It's okay, there's no one around now. By the way, I'll be there Be back in a few days."

"Really?"

Song Qingzhu replied happily.

Thinking that Rong Junchu would be back soon, she was very happy. She hadn't seen Rong Junchu for a long time, and by the way, Yang Yang hadn't seen him for a long time either, and she didn't know if Yang Yang had grown taller.

"En." Rong Junchu responded lightly, and he asked, "What are you doing?"

"Call you from your room."

"How is life at Jiang's house?" Rong Junchu asked.