The president's pet daughter

"Zhao Zhao, don't get angry, don't be as knowledgeable as this kind of person."

Zhou Qing, who has always been gentle, lost all affection for Xiangjia after hearing what Xiangjia said.

She wasn't worried that Ling Zhaozhao would suffer in this matter, after all, both the Song family and the Shen family were on Ling Zhaozhao's side.

But after all, Ling Zhaozhao was just pregnant, and the fetus was still sitting unsteadily some time ago, Zhou Qing was a little worried that her getting angry would be bad for the baby in her stomach.

What's more, her original intention was to bring Ling Zhaozhao to identify people.

"Auntie, let's go for a walk."

Ling Zhaozhao also thought of the child in his belly, took a deep breath, and didn't want to listen to such nonsense here anymore.

Zhou Qing wished that Ling Zhaozhao would stay away from this kind of fame and fortune, and nodded upon hearing this.

"I heard that the garden of this villa is well maintained. Let's go for a walk."

The villa that Chi Jiaxu bought was naturally one in a million, and he held a banquet here just to show off his financial strength.

Ling Zhaozhao took Zhou Qing's hand and left the living room. It was difficult for the ladies to follow. It seemed that they were too flattered, so they could only say a few auspicious words casually.

After seeing Ling Zhaozhao and Zhou Qing go out, Xiangjia with a somewhat ugly complexion looked upstairs with complicated eyes.

The figure upstairs quietly left after receiving Xiangjia's message.

Ling Zhaozhao and Zhou Qing wandered aimlessly, feeling that the environment here is really good, and even their mood improved a lot.

They reckoned that the dance party would take some time before they started, so they simply wandered outside until some time before going back.

Before they could stroll around for a long time, a girl with tears on her face and a pale face ran over.

Inadvertently, he bumped into Zhou Qing's body.

Zhou Qing exclaimed, and Ling Zhaozhao quickly supported her so that she didn't fall down.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to, sorry."

The girl choked up and said, the expression on her face seemed to be frightened.

Zhou Qing felt that the girl's face had a feeling of deja vu, and he recognized it after several glances.

"You are Xiang Qiu?"

She had also participated in many wealthy banquets before, and wherever Xiang Jia was, she would definitely bring Xiang Qiu to attend. As time passed, she also had an impression of Xiang Qiu.

When Ling Zhaozhao heard this name, he couldn't help but look at Xiang Qiu a few more times. After seeing her face somewhat similar to Xiang Jia's, he understood her identity in his heart.

Xiang Qiu wiped away tears and recognized Zhou Qing.

"Hello, Mrs. Shen, I'm sorry, Mrs. Shen, I didn't mean it."

Xiang Qiu looked at Ling Zhaozhao timidly, and bit his lip.

"Is this Mrs. Song?"

Zhou Qing doesn't like socializing very much, and his relationship with other wives is weak. The only one who can be so close to Zhou Qing is Ling Zhaozhao, who is rumored to be charming and good at controlling her husband.

"I'm fine, why are you crying?"

Zhou Qing was kind-hearted and asked the little girl with concern, not wanting to see the little girl cry.

"I...my mother wants me to marry Mr. Chi, but I don't really want to, so I contradicted her a few words...my mother has a bad temper, and I'm afraid she'll beat me after I go back. Mrs. Shen, I'm really sorry Fear."

The more wronged Xiang Qiuyue said, he cried so much that even his shoulders were shaking.

Zhou Qing has heard a little about Xiangjia's temper. Although she loves her daughter Xiang Qiu, it is not uncommon for her to beat Xiang Qiu.

"Don't cry. You can't solve the problem by crying like this. You'd better communicate with your mother."

Zhou Qing patted her on the shoulder and said softly.

Xiang Qiu shook his head, and grabbed Zhou Qing's hand as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"Can I trouble Mrs. Shen to take me back, as long as you say a few words for me, my mother will definitely not let me down in front of so many people."

Xiang Qiu cried more and more sadly.

"As long as I don't embarrass me in front of so many people, I won't say anything if she goes back and beats me to death."

In all fairness, Xiang Qiu has a doll's face, and just crying sobbingly makes one's heart soften.

Not to mention such poor words.

Zhou Qing didn't have a daughter, and had always been soft-hearted towards girls who were about the same age as his children, so he couldn't help being a little shaken by hearing the words.

But she was worried about leaving Ling Zhaozhao here alone.

"What stupid things are you talking about How could your mother beat you to death?"

Zhou Qing was vague and perfunctory, a little tangled.

Ling Zhaozhao saw Zhou Qing's entanglement and couldn't help but speak.

"Aunt, or you can go with sister Xiangqiu."

Ling Zhaozhao took Zhou Qing's hand and said in relief.

"I'll wait for you here, and I'm not going anywhere."

Zhou Qing also knew that Ling Zhaozhao was reluctant to go back to that messy living room again, thinking that the living room was only a few steps away from here, if she thought about it quickly, she should be back within a few minutes.

But it shouldn't be too difficult to send a little girl back and say a few more words.

"Zhao Zhao, you stay here to look at the scenery, and my aunt will be back later."

Zhou Qing looked at Xiang Qiu with pear blossoms and rain, his heart became softer and weaker, and finally he couldn't help but let go.

Ling Zhaozhao had already guessed that Zhou Qing would do this, so he nodded.

Ling Zhaozhao knew Zhou Qing's kindness, so she didn't want to make it difficult for Zhou Qing.

When Xiang Qiu heard their conversation, a gleam of light flashed across his ashen face.

"Thank you Mrs. Shen, Mrs. Song, you are so kind."

Xiang Qiu sniffed and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at Xiang Qiu with serious eyes, and did not continue with Xiang Qiu's overtures.

Zhou Qing didn't think too much about it, he just wanted to finish this matter quickly and come back, so he dragged Xiang Qiu back.

Ling Zhaozhao looked at their backs, lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, a female voice rang out in front of Ling Zhaozhao's eyes.

"Mrs. Song, what a coincidence."

Su Bihan looked at Ling Zhaozhao, and the charming smile on his face became more and more obvious.

Ling Zhaozhao remembered the note that Bai Mengyue quietly handed to him when he passed by Song Mingzhe, and the corner of his mouth slightly curled up.

It's time to come.

"Shouldn't it be a coincidence?"

She recognized that this was Chi Jiaxu's assistant, but not to mention, he looked somewhat similar to Bai Mengyue.

Su Bihan didn't seem to expect Ling Zhaozhao to say this, so she was stunned for a moment.

"Madam Song can do whatever she wants, but whether it's a coincidence or not, it's not Madam Song's decision now."

Su Bihan walked in front of Ling Zhaozhao, a faint scent lingered on the tip of Ling Zhaozhao's nose.

Ling Zhaozhao suddenly felt a little top-heavy, seeing Su Bihan's lips opening and closing, her eyelids also began to become heavy.

Then his feet softened, and he leaned towards Su Bihan.

Su Bihan quickly supported the fainted Ling Zhaozhao, with a triumphant smile on his face.