After the divorce, the CEO begged me to get back together

Qin Sang didn't have much contact with Song's parents. In the previous life plus this visit before the engagement, the number of times they met could be counted on one hand.

But in my impression, the relationship between their families is not harmonious, and Song Qian rarely interacts with his parents, especially now that only Mrs. Song and a few sisters are left in the Song family, and Chairman Song passed away early.

In the past, no matter how much she clings to Song Qian, she can only learn a little bit about the Song family, but she will never forget the cold face and insult she received when she went to the Song family for the first time, so she marked this day specially, I wanted to avoid it, but I didn't expect this day to come unknowingly.

When Qin Sang went downstairs, she found Song Qian's car was already waiting downstairs.

This time, it was difficult for her to pretend not to see, so she simply opened the car door and sat in it.

Seeing that Qin Sang was still wearing high heels, and her ankle was swollen into a steamed bun, he frowned, "Go change a pair of shoes."

Qin Sang lowered her head and looked, she had worn these high heels all day, how could there be so many rules when going to his house, Qin Sang rolled her eyelids, "Don't change, let's go."

Song Qian didn't say anything anymore, even she didn't care about her body, so what should he care about.

From Qin Sang's apartment to Song's villa, it was almost the distance from the westernmost to the easternmost edge of Beijing, and Xiao Li's car drove very steadily, Qin Sang couldn't bear to fall asleep after a day of exhaustion.

Song Qian was using his mobile phone to deal with official business, when suddenly a hairy head fell on his shoulder, his body froze, and subconsciously wanted to hide to the side.

Turning his head to see Qin Sang's sleeping face, he stopped this movement.

When the woman closed her eyes and didn't speak, she was still very well-behaved.

But such a well-behaved Qin Sang, how could he come up with such a vicious trick, when he was in the most difficult time, he put forward the condition that put him in a dilemma, let him let go of all fetters, and could only choose her.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and his shoulders suddenly loosened.

Qin Sang's head suddenly fell into the air, and seeing that his forehead was about to hit the back of the chair in front of him, Song Qian still couldn't bear it, so he stretched out his hand to block it.

The moment the wound hit his palm, Qin Sang woke up.

Soon, Song Qian took his hand back.

"Hiss..." Qin Sang touched his forehead belatedly, always feeling as if the wound had opened again.

Looking up, I found that I had already arrived at the Song family villa, and the front of the villa was deserted, not even a single person came out to greet her.

Qin Sang was no longer surprised. She opened the car door and got out of the car. When Song Qian came over, she reached out and took his arm, but there was still no expression on her face, "Let's go and meet my future mother-in-law."

Song Qian glanced at her, his eyes fluctuated a little, he remembered that she had been clamoring to meet his parents before, and even made enough preparations to meet his family members, but now she looked at her and didn't feel that way at all. Excited, calm... as if just visiting a neighbor.

Xiao Li went to find the butler first, and came slowly after Qin Sang and Song Qian sat down in the hall for about ten minutes.

"Young Master." Steward Chen walked in front of Song Qian and leaned slightly, "Madam is not free today, Madam said, when you come, you will be treated as if you have met, please come back."

Qin Sang smiled lightly, got up and walked in front of Steward Chen, "I heard Mrs. Song has always wanted to collect Mr. Qi's calligraphy and paintings. I happen to have Mr. Qi's out-of-print painting of a lion in Songshan Mountain in my library. I wonder if Mrs. Song is interested."

Butler Chen was taken aback, "This..."

"Chen Lin, what's the matter with you, you don't call me when guests come." There was a delicate scolding from upstairs, and a lady in a cheongsam slowly walked down the stairs, "This... is the Qin family. Is it the daughter of Miss Qin?"

Qin Sang nodded and smiled, "Yes, Mrs. Song."

Seeing that Qin Sang is so comfortable, Song Qian's eyes flashed with surprise. He was already prepared to be shut down during this trip, but he didn't expect Qin Sang to let Meiqin come out with just one word.

Na Meiqin observed the future daughter-in-law as she went downstairs, and she looked as quiet and elegant as a lady, "I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, Miss Qin, the other children in our family are busy with their affairs. I'm afraid I won't have time to see you."

Qin Sang looked at Meiqin's delicately made-up face at night, and remembered that it was the first time she saw her at this time in the past. She was shocked by Song Qian having such a young mother. Later, she learned that Meiqin was not Song Qian's biological mother.

But at that time, she didn't know anything about the structure of the Song family. She was unwilling to break through the empty door like this, and rushed upstairs, but accidentally saw a whole painting of Qigong, and then she knew that Meiqin had a collection of Qigong's calligraphy and paintings. Hobby.

However, it was also her rash intrusion, which gave Na Meiqin, who was already dissatisfied, an outlet to vent, and Song Qian even left her behind and left alone.

Thinking of the silly self at that time, Qin Sang couldn't help but feel a little bit stingy. When she looked up at Miqin, she was still that ladylike daughter, "It's okay, I can come to visit another day."

"Chen Lin, quickly bring me the tea I prepared for my daughter-in-law."

Na Meiqin turned her head to look at Steward Chen, the expression in Qin Sang's eyes changed, the one who should come still came.

That Meiqin used this cup of hot tea to throw her out, and pointed at her and scolded Huaihuai, "You are a dignified daughter of the Qin family, why did you fall in love with this man who can't stand on the stage, then you are destined to be different from us Man, from now on, the Song family will not welcome you either."

At that time, she was enduring the burns on her hands and the feeling of wanting to cry. To her, Na Meiqin was Song Qian's mother, no matter how wronged she was, she had to bear it for Song Qian's sake.

Seeing Chen Lin walking over step by step with the tray in his hand, Qin Sang's eyes gradually turned sharp.

Not surprisingly, when he walked in front of her, his hand should have accidentally cramped and poured all the boiling water on her body.

Song Qian, who had been sitting beside Qin Sang in silence, couldn't help frowning when he heard what Meiqin said. Seeing Chen Lin's approaching steps, he suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Sure enough, Chen Lin suddenly shook his hand, and poured a hot cup of tea on the tray towards Qin Sang in front of him.

Qin Sang was already prepared and stood up to escape, but at this moment Song Qian grabbed her wrist and pulled her aside.

This relative force caught Qin Sang off guard, and there was no room for her to react. The hot tea still spilled on her hands.

"what!"

Qin Sang screamed out from the heat, she immediately looked at Song Qian, she didn't understand why Song Qian messed up everything that had been prepared!

"What's wrong?" Na Meiqin sat up startled, and looked at Qin Sang worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Seeing Qin Sang's painful expression, Song Qian suddenly felt a strange twitch in his heart. He looked coldly at Meiqin who was pretending to be worried, and pulled Qin Sang beside him to stand up, "Enough."

Na Meiqin's ice-cold stern voice suddenly calmed down, and she looked up at Song Qian.