The vicious mother dressed as a villain, in the baby boy

How could Song Jinshi stand up to her obvious provocation?

He did explode.

My temper exploded.

He finished the cake in one bite and said, "Smelly locust, please speak up!!"

Song Jinshi stood up in a flash, not noticing that there was a little cream on the corner of his mouth, which looked a little funny.

Thinking that he was very powerful, he turned his five fingers into claws and waved them in front of Xia Huai: "I will dunk on your head with a balloon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xia Huai's eyes became dangerous.

The next second, the two figures left only afterimages and rushed to the prop box neatly.

One person grabbed the balloon, and the other grabbed the pump.

War is imminent.

Song Zhiyu followed him with his eyes, almost furious with his son.

"Song Jinshi!! Xiaohuai is a guest, what's wrong with me?"

"I'm really pissed off. You're really going to have sex with a girl. You deserve to be the boss now and not have a girlfriend!!"

But how could Song Jinshi, who was at the top of the competition, listen to Ms. Song's words?

He clutched the balloon in his hand tightly and refused to give in.

"I got the balloon, don't even think about it!"

Xia Huai didn't let him go. He shook the pump in his hand and said, "I have the pump here. Let me see how you blow up the balloon."

"It's so funny, sir, my lung capacity is very good, I can dunk you just like that!"

As he spoke, Song Jinshi took out a balloon and blew it into his mouth.

"Okay, let's see if you hit me with a balloon first, or if I poke my asshole with a pump~"

Puff puff……

The balloon, which had just been blown up a little, leaked from Song Jinshi's mouth and ran away.

Watching Xia Huaizhen pick up the pump and run away.

No different from the two chasing kids.

Song Zhiyu looked at them, his chest heaving violently, and he could hardly sit still.

"Mom, drink some tea to calm down."

A cup of tea was pushed to Song Zhiyu's hand, "You can't do anything wrong on Yuyu's birthday."

Really mad, mad!

It would be great if Song Jinshi had a half-behaved Yuyu baby!

As soon as Song Zhiyu turned around and saw her daughter's smile, most of her anger disappeared.

I took a sip of tea, the temperature was just right, it relieved the heat and tiredness.

It's better to be a daughter.

He looked up at his daughter again and saw her holding a fork in one hand and eating cake.

I haven’t even finished the cake, but I still found time...

Song Zhiyu looked to the side with his peripheral vision, and his thoughts suddenly stopped.

He saw Gu Qingyan pouring water to make tea very skillfully, and then pushed it in front of Xu Zhaozhao.

It was the same as the tea in front of her.

How about taking the time to let her cheap son-in-law make tea for her?

Song Zhiyu was also a person who had experienced it. He was not shy at all and stared at the two of them very directly.

If you eat too many desserts, you will get tired of them, but Xu Zhaozhao never gets tired of them.

Gu Qingyan didn't like to eat, so after giving him a symbolic bite, Xu Zhaozhao snatched his cake away openly.

He didn't stop her from eating desserts, but just made her tea to relieve her tiredness.

After eating and drinking, Xu Zhaozhao, who didn't want to move, naturally snuggled into Gu Qingyan's arms again.

Song Zhiyu had a panoramic view of it all.

thump.

The tea cup knocked on the table, making a crisp sound.

Not long after being lazy, Xu Zhaozhao subconsciously sat up from Gu Qingyan's arms after hearing this voice.

He met Ms. Song's unpredictable eyes.

Gu Qingyan also stopped what he was doing, and both of them looked at her.

Xu Zhaozhao swallowed nervously and held Gu Qingyan's hand under the table for a sense of security.

He mustered up the courage to ask: "Mom, what's wrong?"

Ms. Song glanced at her and replied nonchalantly: "It's okay. You don't have to worry about me. Just keep sticking together."

?

Xu Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment and didn't know what to answer.

Isn’t it normal for her and her husband to stick together? !

He lowered his head with a guilty conscience, raised his hand and touched his nose, "Mom, why don't you call dad back to talk to you?"

Although Xu Zhaozhao has never met his father in this world, he must be a doting wife who can pamper Ms. Song like this.

Song Zhiyu fell silent when he heard Xu Zhaozhao's words.

She was just afraid that Guaiguai would not come back after meeting her father if the atmosphere eased, and it would cause an unpleasant scene at her grandson's birthday party.

I kicked my husband out of the house early in the morning...

"When you have a husband, you forget about your mother..." Song Zhiyu sighed heavily.

Save me, save me!

This sentence played over and over again in Xu Zhaozhao's mind.

He pinched Gu Qingyan's hand lightly and asked him to think of a solution quickly.

Gu Qingyan was much calmer than her.

"how could be?"

Gu Qingyan motioned to the housekeeper to bring up the things he brought, "Zhao Zhao mentions you the most at home."

Song Zhiyu saw the jewelry box placed in front of her and dismissed it, "You want to bribe me with a little thing?"

As he spoke, he leaned a little further away, obviously not wanting to pay attention to him.

Gu Qingyan's expression did not change, and he just slowly uttered four words: "Zhao Zhao picked it."

"Oh, then I have to take a good look."

Song Zhiyu quickly raised a smile and happily took the jewelry box.

Xu Zhaozhao was dumbfounded by this change of expression.

Turning his head, he looked at Gu Qingyan with shocked eyes, and gave him a thumbs up under the table.

Not to mention choosing, she didn't have the consciousness to prepare a gift for her mother.

Thinking about it, Xu Zhaozhao's heart became even more bitter, and he tightened his grip on Gu Qingyan's hand.

Song Zhiyu opened the jewelry box.

The emerald green diamond necklace is worth a lot at first glance.

Gee, her cheap son-in-law is so bold.

Just glanced at it and closed it.

It’s not that I don’t like it, I just like it too much.

Jade and diamond are Song Zhiyu’s favorites.

Not wanting Gu Qingyan to think their family was easy to get along with, Ms. Song deliberately kept a straight face.

"Okay."

I added, intentionally or unintentionally: "My daughter still has good taste."

"Mom, I don't want a divorce anymore."

Xu Zhaozhao showed the shyness only a little girl can have, "If you have anything to say, just say it. He can withstand it."

"you really……"

Song Zhiyu couldn't keep a straight face and could only take a sip of the tea made by her son-in-law.

He knocked the teacup on the table again.

The atmosphere became tense.

After a moment of silence, amidst the playfulness of the two children and the two childish ghosts, Song Zhiyu asked about his concerns.

"If one day you had to choose between the family and Zhaozhao, which one would you choose?"

He answered without any hesitation, "I will always stand by Zhaozhao."

The eldest young master of the Gu family is the title he despises the most.

Song Zhiyu did not doubt this answer.

Then he asked the second question: "If one day, you face survival and love, which one will be your final choice?"

"Love."

He remains determined.

Seeing the distressed look in his daughter's eyes, Song Zhiyu understood.

Xu Zhaozhao has been stubborn since childhood.

It might have cost Gu Qingyan his life to change her mind about not getting a divorce.

"last question,"

Song Zhiyu looked at the potted plants in the living room, a little lost in thought: "Have you... ever sent Zhaozhao flowers?"