Sir, let's divorce [ABO]

The ancient town was very quiet at night, and it was almost nine o'clock in the evening, and the traffic on the street was visible to the naked eye.

Song Qing closed the store, picked up Song Yan, and went home holding a long black umbrella.

Sparse raindrops hit the umbrella like a melodious nocturne. The flower shop is about 10 minutes away from the residence, but because of the rain, Song Qing walked for half an hour in fear of the slanting wind blowing in and freezing Song Yan. Just got home.

Before reaching the door, Dabai's excited barking sounded, followed by continuous soft voices, and the smell of rice when he opened the door.

Lian Yan skillfully took Song Yan from Song Qing's arms. Song Yan fell asleep while swaying all the way, drooling, and her little mouth was still smacking unconsciously.

"The meal is on the table. I'm taking Yanyan back to my room." Lian Yan was afraid of waking Song Yan up, so she spoke in a very low voice. If Dabai hadn't stopped, Song Qing might not be able to hear clearly.

Lian Yan went up to the second floor without waiting for Song Qing's answer.

Dabai gasped, his tail swept Song Qing's calf excitedly, Song Qing rubbed the dog's head, and went straight to the dining table.

The food was steaming, and the rich rice fragrance was floating in the air. Lian Yan must have pinpointed the time for his return and heated it up in advance.

When he came to Chunling, he and Lian Yan were responsible for the daily life together, but ever since he became pregnant with Song Yan, Lian Yan refused to do anything with him. He was really helpless and afraid of Lian Yan's hard work, so he planned to hire a nanny to come back , Lian Yan didn't say anything at the beginning, but her mood was low, and she became more depressed and distracted in the next few days. Song Qing felt that something was wrong, and after asking all kinds of tricks, she found out that Lian Yan felt that Song Qing thought she was old and unfit meaning.

Song Qing explained it several times, but Lian Yan still kept her original idea, so Song Qing had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​hiring a nanny.

After filling her stomach, Song Qing sat on the sofa, picked out a TV series suitable for background music, leaned on the soft back cushion, and prepared the documents for registering a household registration for Song Yan in a few days.

Lian Yan settles down Song Yan, but after a while she also walks down, holding two cups of steaming ginger tea, and sits opposite Song Qing.

The sound of the rain gradually weakened, like a butterfly flapping its wings, carrying the sound of the wind, blowing in through the open window one after another.

Listening to the sound of the wind and drinking hot tea, Song Qing narrowed her eyes comfortably, and saw Lian Yan put down the teacup in the dim light, with a little hesitation in her expression, as if she wanted to say something but didn't know how to speak, Song Qing was getting up, Breaking through Lian Yan's hesitation, "Is there something wrong?"

Now that Song Qing had already spoken, Lian Yan stopped hesitating and repeated what the landlord said to him today.

It turned out that after Sister Li finished talking to Song Qing, she still felt insecure, so she put the quilt back under the pretense of chatting, and told Lian Yan a lot about the advantages of that beta guy, such as being gentle and caring for the family, and having a successful career. Dazzled, he responded with a full mouth.

But when they saw Song Qing's belly drafts, they all disappeared.

After listening to Lian Yan's narration, Song Qing couldn't laugh or cry, Sister Li really buried her talents if she didn't become a matchmaker.

"You...are you still unable to let go of the young master of the Shen family?" Seeing that Song Qing was unmoved, Lian Yan asked anxiously.

Although Song Qing didn't take the initiative to mention it, Lian Yan has been with him for more than a year, and she can more or less guess what happened to Song Qing before. The lack of glands alone is enough to make her terrified. She couldn't imagine what a cruel husband this was.

However, when Song Qing left the young master of the Shen family and first arrived in Chunling, she did not appear to be very happy and unrestrained, but rather depressed. Often when she passed by Song Qing's room late at night, Song Qing was still awake and sat on the bed in a daze, not knowing where she was. Think about it, the situation didn't get better until after Song Yan was born.

After the landlord got acquainted with them, he often went on blind dates with Zhang Luo and Song Qing, but no matter whether the partner was good or bad, Song Qing refused them all without exception.

All these reactions made Lian Yan feel uneasy, deeply afraid that Song Qing would still have some thoughts about the young master of the Shen family.

Song Qing stroked the rim of the teacup with his fingers. He hadn't heard that person's name for a long time, and suddenly he felt as if he had woken up from a dream, "It's too late for me to escape, why can't I let it go."

From Shen Yu's point of view, it is the past that he dare not touch, and it is a sharp blade that will drip with blood when he touches it.

Lian Yan was obviously relieved by this answer, she said with a gentle smile: "Then I will take care of Yan Yan tomorrow, you go get to know her, in case she is really good."

Song Qing didn't have much expectation, but he was afraid that Lian Yan would continue to worry, so he replied, "Okay, let me see what kind of hypnotized character Sister Li mentioned."

The next day, the light rain that fell all night finally died down, and a few strands of sunlight penetrated through the thick clouds, scattered like torn gold leaf.

Song Qing put on a gray coat and sat in a coffee shop not far from the flower shop, waiting for the person Sister Li had mentioned.

There is a branch of red roses on the left hand side. Sister Li strongly recommends it, saying that in the vast crowd, you can see the person with love at a glance.

But after a while, several people came in one after another with branches of red roses, looking around for people, Song Qing was so scared that she thought that Sister Li had arranged a big blind date for him, so she hurriedly hid the red roses beside the chair .

It's okay to deal with one, but I feel that I can't do it with a bunch of Song Qing, and I start to retreat from the bottom of my heart.

The drum was about to beat, and someone sat down on the opposite side, carrying a scent of fragrance.

Song Qing didn't have time to see the face of the visitor, and said, "There is someone, there is someone, I'm sorry."

The visitor chuckled, "It seems that Mr. Song is not the only one who wants to love me today?"

"Ah?" Song Qing looked at him in confusion, and saw him handing a red rose in front of Song Qing, and Song Qing's face flushed embarrassingly with the rose, "No."

Song Qing was afraid that he would continue this topic, so she quickly answered, "Would you like something to drink?" He didn't even see Mr. Red Rose's face clearly.

"American style is fine, thank you."

Song Qing rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, and went straight to the order counter. Taking advantage of this time, he sent a message to Sister Li, asking how many people came today.

Sister Li swears that there is only one.

After the news was sent, the two drinks were ready, but the embarrassing aftertaste had not completely dissipated. Song Qing held the coffee and glanced around, but she didn't dare to look at Mr. Red Rose.

Mr. Red Rose joked: "I look scary?"

Song Qing also realized that this was really impolite, so her eyes finally stopped.

Not only is Mr. Red Rose not intimidating, but he has a gentle and elegant skin, which makes people feel close to him when he looks at him, but he looks familiar, but Song Qing can't remember seeing him there.

"It's beautiful." Song Qing said truthfully.

Mr. Red Rose gently raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Qing intently, "You too."

Not surprisingly, Song Qing's blush that had just subsided quickly returned.

"Thank...thank you!" Song Qing suddenly lost her eyes and didn't know where to put them.

[The author has something to say]: Well, it's not particularly long!Then there will be another chapter tomorrow!