Domineering CEO: Woman, please be responsible

When Song Qingtian came out of the station, Mother Song ran towards her crying, and the mother and daughter hugged each other, weeping into a ball.

Father Song watched from the side, and secretly wiped away two lines of tears.

He walked over, hugged his wife and daughter tightly, and said distressedly: "My daughter, it will be fine when you come back, and you will stay at home from now on. Parents love you, and no one can bully you."

The family of three hugged each other tightly, which attracted the attention of many passers-by.

However, Song Qingtian, who finally saw his relatives, finally recovered a bit.I am so helpless when I am not alone.

Father Song came by car. Ever since Shen Xiangzhi gave away the old couple's villa, Father Song and Mother Song have lived in it these days.However, starting today, the family of three has moved back to the community house.

A few days later, Song Qingtian was still sleeping, and Song's father and Song's mother discussed returning the suite in the mid-level villa area to Shen Xiangzhi.

During lunch, Father Song told his daughter about it.Song Qingtian had no objection.Now that she is separated from Shen Xiangzhi, she shouldn't have asked for his things.

"I'll call his assistant later and ask him to come and get the key back."

"Eh."

"By the way, sunny day, you rest for a few more days, and I will take you to the temple to burn incense in a few days." Mother Song took a piece of braised pork for Song Qingtian.

Song Qingtian doesn't really want to eat greasy food these days, so she picked it up again, and then picked a piece of pickled cucumber for herself.These days, she inexplicably likes to eat sour things.

While eating, she asked, "Why do you want to burn incense?" Song Qingtian had to walk a long mountain road. Recently, Song Qingtian was so tired that she just wanted to lie on the bed every day. She really didn't have the energy to do anything.

"You see that your relationship is not going well recently, you have to burn an incense, and ask the Bodhisattva to bring you luck." Song's mother thought so in her heart, and said it out of the mouth.

After I finished speaking, I looked up at my daughter's face, and immediately regretted it.

"Sunny day, Mom didn't mean that..." I shouldn't have said these things, I was afraid that Song Qingtian would feel sad after hearing this.Last night, she didn't sleep all night, and heard her daughter crying softly in the room again.She knew she was sad, but apart from being with her, as parents, they really didn't know what to do.

Seeing her mother's nervous appearance, Song Qingtian blamed herself, it was her own emotional problem, and her parents were unhappy with her.To take care of her emotions, to worry about her feelings.

These days, Song Qingtian's parents' worries are seen in her eyes and in her heart.They always talked to her carefully, for fear that one of them would accidentally say something that should not be said, which would poke her sadness.

As a daughter, Song Qingtian already felt unfilial to have her parents worry about her at such an age.Seeing her parents treat her carefully, she felt extremely sad.

She endured the tears that were about to fall, raised her head, and smiled at Song's mother, "Mom, you don't have to be so nervous. I'm much better these days, isn't it just a lovelorn, and it's not that I haven't lost anything, it's no big deal .You are right, I really have to go to the temple to burn incense in a few days, you say I am not a red luan, I am too unlucky to meet people, and worshiping the Bodhisattva may really change my luck."

Mother Song was slightly taken aback, "Sunny, you...do you really want to open your mind?"

"Think about it, as long as the sky doesn't fall, there's nothing you can't get through."

Song Qingtian looked calm and calm, but he really seemed to have seen it off.

The two old men looked at each other, and both breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good if you figure it out, it's good if you figure it out. After a while, Mom will ask someone to introduce you to a partner. There are many good men in this world. Just like my daughter, I don't know how many people are vying for it." .”

Song Qingtian smiled slightly, but did not answer.

However, before Song Qingtian had time to go to the temple to burn incense, another great event happened.