Li Shao's little cute wife

"What are you talking about?" Yue Fenghua said angrily, "Your brother, your sister, I arranged the most suitable marriage for them. What's wrong? This is your life. Marriage is like not being able to make decisions on your own!"

Song Huaiqian took a deep breath secretly and said, "Mom, I don't want to quarrel with you, I just want to find someone I love and marry her."

"No!" Yue Fenghua said domineeringly: "Aqian, look at the rich families around you, how many children did you find yourself? They are all marriages arranged by the family! Yes, I know you want to say Jing Han, but you Let's see what Jing Han's parents look like before you speak."

Song Huaiqian snorted and leaned on the sofa, not arguing anymore.He knew that if he kept arguing with his mother, the final result would still be an unhappy breakup, and he would not be able to say anything about the things to talk about.

"Ah Qian, I have been like this since I was a child. If you don't follow you, you will be unhappy. It hasn't changed at all when you grow up."

Yue Fenghua also restrained his sharpness, and said to him with reason and affection: "Aqian, you were born in the Song family, and you will inevitably have a lot of helplessness. This cannot be changed. I discussed it with your father the other day. , I plan to give you the company in a few years. Your eldest brother is not capable, and your sister is married, let alone. Both your brother and your sister have agreed to this matter, no problem. So A Qian , your future wife must be able to help you and the Song family!"

"It's about me, you all agreed, but you didn't tell me about the person involved, did you?" Song Huaiqian asked amusedly.

Yue Fenghua turned a deaf ear to his questioning, and continued: "Why do I fall in love with Lu Nan so much? Her family has a strong identity and background, and she can speak well in the imperial capital. You also know that in the past few years, your grandfather, uncle, and the others, It has been worse than a year, and if something really happens, she may not be able to help! Besides, Lu Nan has a business mind and insight, and will provide you with many different insights. In the business field, she can give you You've been a big help. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

"Mom, our family is not in decline, and we don't need to rely on a woman to fill our sense of security." Song Huaiqian said forcefully.

Yue Fenghua said: "Yes, with Lu Nan, we have an extra guarantee. No, our Song family is also very good. But, why don't we want this guarantee? She has such good conditions, and she married you, how can I wrong you?"

"Mom, if I don't like her, I'll feel wronged!" Song Huaiqian said solemnly, "Also, Mom, I won't inherit the company. Whether you give it to my elder brother or my sister, I don't care." Opinion, as long as you don't give me your opinion!"

"Crack!" Yue Fenghua slapped the coffee table heavily with his palm, his face was ugly, and he shouted angrily, "Do you know what you are talking about? What did your father and I do to make you feel sorry for you? Do you treat us like this? Are you not a descendant of the Song family? Do you want to watch the century-old foundation of the Song family be destroyed in our hands and ruined in your hands? You told me not to inherit? Lawyer? You really let me down!"

Song Huaiqian listened to his mother's scolding indifferently, without any disturbance in his heart.

Yue Fenghua was really angry, he hit Song Huaiqian hard a few times, and left angrily.

The door slammed shut with a "bang", Song Huaiqian let out a heavy breath as if relieved.This reaction is a habit that has been developed since childhood.Every time Yue Fenghua slams the door to go out, he will do this action.

"Inherit the company? Hehe." He said to himself, got up and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching his mother's car drive away.

He drew the curtains, turned off the lights, and returned to Han Miya's house.

"Come back so soon?" Han Meiya asked while lying on the sofa.

"Well, let's go after we finish talking." Song Huaiqian sat down and said.

"You didn't have a good chat?" Han Meiya asked tentatively seeing his complexion.

Song Huaiqian smiled wryly, revealing infinite sadness, "When my mother and I didn't have a pleasant conversation, she kept talking and wanted everyone to listen to her. This is not a conversation at all."

"So, we broke up unhappy?"

"Yes, we parted on bad terms."

Song Huaiqian stood up and said, "I'll clean up the restaurant and wash some fruit for you."

"Don't be too unhappy." Han Meiya shouted at his back.

Seeing him go to the kitchen, Han Meiya looked away, feeling a little mixed in her heart.

The next morning, the hourly worker Song Huaiqian hired came to work.

"Sister Wang, you should prepare your breakfast first. There is no one at home during the day. After we leave, you can leave after cleaning up." Song Huaiqian ordered.

"Yes, sir." Sister Wang agreed and went to the kitchen.

Song Huaiqian returned to the room and lay down lazily on the floor.

Han Meiya asked confusedly: "The part-time worker is here?"

"Well, I'm making breakfast, it's time to get up."

"I want to go to work, I don't need to be hired."

"The sanitation of the house also needs to be cleaned. If you take a bath, Sister Wang can help you."

"Hey, I don't need anyone to help me take a shower! Let her stand and watch, I don't want to lose face?" Han Meiya pulled the quilt up to cover her head and shouted loudly.

Song Huaiqian couldn't help but feel itchy when he saw this wayward appearance of his daughter.

He used to gently pull down her quilt, and said softly, "Take it off first, so you don't get suffocated. Listen to me, you are taking a shower in the bathroom, there is water mist, and the floor is slippery. What if you don't stand still and fall again, what should you do? Sister Wang is in her fifties, so just treat her as your aunt and don't pay too much attention to it."

After he finished speaking, he pulled down the quilt with more force, Han Meiya pursed her mouth into a slit, and looked at him with a slight frown.

"You said it lightly, it's not you who dare to love!"

"Then what do you say? If you don't agree to hire someone, I don't feel at ease when you go into the bathroom by yourself. You love cleanliness so much, even if you sit on a stool with plastic wrap wrapped around your legs and take a shower every day without using a towel, you can bear it." ?"

Han Meiya bit her lower lip tightly and said stubbornly, "Anyway, I won't agree to let her watch me take a shower!"

"They even help you take a bath."

"I don't want any more!"

Song Huaiqian sighed heavily, and resorted to his last trump card, and said seriously: "Then you don't want outsiders to watch you take a bath, well, I'm not an outsider, so I can wash it for you, right? I can give you a bath Sometimes I put on the blindfold and I can't see anything."

"Get lost!" Han Meiya became furious, grabbed the pillow beside her, and threw it at him.

Song Huaiqian dodged, dodged, and said with a smile, "Then you see, do you want to use me? Or use Sister Wang?"

"Get out!" She picked up another pillow and flew out.

This cry made Monica, who was leaning on the bedside, tremble in fright.

Han Meiya immediately leaned down to comfort it and said, "Your dad is out of his mind, don't scold him, he doesn't know what's wrong with him!"