Female President's Bodyguard

As soon as these words came out, there was a dead silence in the room.

Kong Jingyi blushed, quite sullen, knowing that her cousin was being unreasonable, but she didn't expect to be so mean.

After all, Xu Qing is his friend and guest, and they are all home, so don't you respect him?

Kong Jingyi quietly raised her eyes to look at Xu Qing, worried that he would be angry.

Xu Qing'an was sitting on the sofa, in the same state as when they were chatting just now, with a calm expression, and didn't take Song Yulan's words to heart at all.

It's still those three words - "she doesn't deserve it"!
Rabid dog barking day, overreaching!
Xu Qing is more concerned about the two old people at this time. How does he feel when he hears these words?
After all, he was their "son-in-law" now.

Sure enough, the faces of the two old men were extremely embarrassed, and they looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes.

Although they are both sisters, Kong Jingyi's mother knows that since she married an ordinary worker, she and her sister who was taken care of by a wealthy businessman have been completely different in terms of economy and status.

This difference not only affects the friendship between the two sisters, but even separates the next generation.

Just like what Song Yulan has shown now, she was raised by her mother since she was a child, and her living conditions are much better than her cousin Kong Jingyi.

Therefore, even though Song Yulan was young, she never treated Kong Jingyi, a poor cousin from a working family, as a sister.

Most of the time, Song Yulan regards Kong Jingyi as the background board to show her demeanor.

Now, it is reasonable to say such rude words to my cousin's son-in-law.

Kong Jingyi's mother forced a smile: "Yu Lan, this Mr. Xu is your cousin's friend..."

Before she could finish speaking, Song Yulan pouted her lips with an extremely disdainful expression:

"Hey, aunt, uncle, you don't know, yesterday there was Mr. Zhao, who is from the Zhao family, and wanted to help my sister talk about a good marriage. But my sister ignored him."

"With Mr. Zhao's circle, it is not difficult to help my sister find a multi-millionaire, or even a billionaire."

"When you marry a rich man, you don't have to live in this poor house. When relatives come, you won't even have a place to live."

When Xu Qing heard her mentioning "Zhao Yuxuan" again, his heart was quite clear:

Yesterday Song Yulan was still respectful in front of her, and she didn't even dare to breathe when she apologized.

Presumably after a night of cloud and rain last night, the couple had sex together, and Song Yulan thought she had a thick leg in her arms.

That's why today he doesn't take himself even more seriously, and every sentence is full of sarcasm.

Thinking of this, the corners of Xu Qing's mouth turned up: "Song Yulan, it's not your turn to talk about your cousin's feelings. If you want to exchange your body for money, it's better to be taken care of by others, so as not to have to take care of the house for a child."

These words were spoken like a knife, piercing Song Yulan's heart fiercely.

Her mother was taken care of by Song Yang's father back then, and only took the opportunity to enter the wealthy family after the royal family passed away.

In her early years, in order to climb up the ladder, she escaped her status as an illegitimate daughter, and was once taken care of by a rich man.

As the saying goes, hitting a person does not slap a face, and exposing a person does not reveal a shortcoming.

Unintentionally, Xu Qing not only exposed her faults, but also exposed her mother's faults.

Relying on Zhao Yuxuan's backing, Song Yulan stood up when she heard this slap in the face:

"Xu! Do you still have the face to criticize me? Look at you, if you want looks but no looks, property but no property, status but no status, what face do you have to criticize me?"

"I'm still the young lady of the Song family. Hmph, if this is Beihai, believe it or not, you'll disappear forever after you say this!"

"Hmph, I don't care if you are someone's boyfriend or not!"

Xu Qing shrugged and said nothing.

Kong Jingyi, on the other hand, was worried that the matter would become serious, and everyone would look bad, so she hurriedly came out to smooth things over: "Yu Lan, actually Xu Qing has helped me a lot, there is something I haven't had time to tell you..."

"Don't talk! I don't want to hear you talk!"

Song Yulan yelled like a shrew, "Hmph, you spoke for him yesterday, and you still speak for him today. Don't think you know Song Yang, I'm afraid of you."

"To tell you the truth, I am now friends with Mr. Zhao, and I want to be Mrs. Zhao's wife in the future!

Song Yang?Hmph, Song Yang won't dare to underestimate me when he sees me! "

Kong Jingyi's father, who had been listening with a cold face, saw that Song Yulan's words became more and more outrageous, so he stood up:

"Yulan, family background is not the most important thing. In this world, one's own ability is ultimately to be judged."

Song Yulan would be as if she had been beaten with chicken blood, she couldn't listen to anyone's words, she wished she could humiliate Xu Qing severely in front of the Kong family, to avenge yesterday's revenge.

"Uncle, what's your own ability? No family background, no circle, no matter how great your ability is, it's useless!"

"Don't talk about anything else, let's just talk about the broken community you live in. With you and my aunt, even if you add your cousin and Xu, the four of you will earn enough money for a lifetime to buy a big house?"

This question stopped the old couple of the Kong family, and they were speechless.

Although Wanyuan is not the best city in Suzhou Province, the housing prices are not much different.

The old couple is going to retire soon, and the only daughter, Kong Jingyi, has just resigned to stay at home. Judging from the current situation, the pressure of buying a house in the future will be entirely on Xu Qing's shoulders.

But Xu Qing doesn't look like a rich man at all!

He... can he afford a house?
At this time, Xu Qing calmly walked to the window, looked up for a while, pointed to the direction of the city center outside the window, and smiled:

"Uncle, aunt, you entertained me with such a sumptuous breakfast today, and I don't have anything in return. Have you seen the villa there? I'll give you a set."

The area Xu Qing was referring to was the Longwu Community.

The villas in the community, the smallest and most common one, cost 4000 million yuan to start.And it doesn't matter, you can't buy it at all.

The old couple just glanced at each other slightly, and then there was a trace of embarrassment on their faces: "Xiao Xu, the house is really not important."

"Uncle, don't stop him. If you ask him to deliver, do you think he can give you a kitchen?

This kind of person knows how to brag.How about giving away a villa, why don't you send two of the cows you blown to death. "

Of the people in the house, only Kong Jingyi understood that since Xu Qing said to give him a villa, he would definitely be able to do it.

He had given tens of millions to himself before, so what is a mere villa?
It's just that Kong Jingyi was also being harassed by Song Yulan's nonsense at this time, and she was a little angry, so she deliberately suppressed and stopped telling the truth, so that Xu Qing could give this disobedient cousin a lesson in life growth.

Xu Qing put his hands behind his back, ignored Song Yulan's ridicule at all, and continued to smile to the old couple:
"Uncle, the house is really not important. But people, it's always right to live more comfortably.

You guys start to pack your luggage tomorrow, after two days the formalities will be completed, and you can move in directly. "

The old couple reluctantly said hello, but they were very helpless in their hearts:
Xu Qing is indeed a good boy, he knows how to be filial to us.

You can send a villa, just listen to it.

He was also angry with Song Yulan, trying to show off his quick tongue.

Can't be serious, can't be serious.