Madam is a Superstar

Song Qing doesn't want to go out today, Huo Yu has to work and can't stay together at home,

Sitting on the sofa and swiping Weibo is a bit boring, thinking of what to exit and return to the WeChat dialog box,

Enter a six-digit number and send it to Huo Yu, and by the way, send a coquettish and obedient cat emoticon package,

Dayuan's No. 1 magic stick【Husband, this is the password of our house, keep it in your collection,

It’s fine to drive it by yourself next time, I forgot to tell you last time, didn’t I love you, did I miss you~]

Tsk.

Song Qing clicked her tongue, and couldn't bear to look directly at her nasty words.

With this thought in my heart, I honestly opened the photo album with my fingertips, and secretly took pictures of Huo Yu sleeping in the early morning,

Set it as a desktop and screen saver, and enjoy it for a while with your porcelain white straight long legs,

After thinking about it, I changed the screen saver back to the original photo of myself and the little black cat Wu Yun,

Huo benefactor's extremely gentle and prosperous beauty when she fell asleep, it is enough for her to see it by herself,

Om—

The message notification sound was unexpectedly applied by a friend of the Harmony Family group,

Short remarks: Huo Ran.

Song Qing raised the tip of her finely trimmed eyebrows, clicked through the friend request,

I thought there was something wrong, but after waiting for a long time, there was no news of sending a message.

I didn't take it to heart, but looked at the dialog box that Huo Benefactor hadn't replied for a long time,

The beautiful eyes mourned eagerly, thinking about the hard work of the dog man, he felt relieved in an instant,

After all, not everyone can be as lucky as her, and she is free to be a master of fooling people,

I didn't wait for the news I wanted to wait for, but I waited for a phone call I didn't want to answer.

The unknown caller ID connected, it was the voice of Song Jianguo who had been blacklisted for a few days,

Song Qing, I am your father.

Song Qing's eyelids twitched twice. If she hadn't heard that it was Song Jianguo, she would have scolded him back.

Stretching out his hand to rub the center of his eyebrows, he didn't want to have any connection with the Song family anymore in his private heart, so he was patient.

What's up?

His voice is cold and distant, polite and polite, and he has no affection for his father.

Beijing First Hospital,

Song Haohao has already woken up and is half lying on the side of the hospital bed. His face, which looks pretty in the hospital gown, is getting sickly and pale.

Looking at Lin Fanghua who was blocked by Lin Bo from outside the ward, unable to come in and making noises,

Lips pursed lightly, his mood was indescribably complicated, Song Jianguo stood in front of the window sill and called Song Qing,

I had a good operation yesterday. Dad is not in the capital, but I still want to thank you for coming over to sign for her.

Well, she has woken up, it's nothing serious, the doctor said that she will recover after resting for a while,

It's meaningless for Dad to call you this time, it's because your mother hit you on the head with a bag yesterday,

Dad apologizes to you on her behalf. She and I have divorced and she has been a little unclear recently.

Don't worry too much about her, Dad is here to promise you that nothing like this will happen again.

Song Jianguo's attitude was almost servile. Not long after Song Qing left yesterday,

Lin Bo and Song's mother, who hadn't returned to the Song family's old house, rushed to the hospital. It was Huo Ran and Song's mother who said this.

The tone was not bad, but it was definitely not polite. The last sentence was addressed to Lin Fanghua,

'You should be glad you didn't hit my sister-in-law, and you should be even more glad that it was me and not my elder brother who was here today. '

After finishing speaking, she left with Zhang Yang. Song's mother, who has lived most of her life, can't understand the meaning of these words.

Slapped Lin Fanghua on the spot, angry at this cruel mother and even more angry at such recklessness,

A few days ago, my son's company just because of a phone call from my granddaughter questioning Song Qing,

Talking about a good business is yellow, and Lin Fanghua, the daughter-in-law of the Song family for decades, is fine.

Not to mention being restless and cheating, why do you want to do such a thing right after divorce?

She wanted to ruin her husband's whole life, and her son and son's hard work for most of their lives, and their wealth would fail! ?

That's why, Song Jianguo hurried back to listen to Song's mother finish talking about it,

The reason why I used my assistant's mobile phone to call Song Qing without thinking about other things.

Song Qing lived in a high position in the palace for a long time, and I have never seen any ghosts and snakes around me.

At this moment, the delicate body with bumps and convexities is lying lazily, with one long leg resting on the back of the sofa wantonly,

I know what you want to say, don't worry, I won't tell A Yu that I'm not that boring.

It's not that she has to rely on Huo's canary for everything, she really wants to teach Lin Fanghua a lesson,

As for the Song family, it's not impossible to shake the great master's wide network of contacts and favors.

It's just that it's really unnecessary, even if Huo Ranbula could dodge it with her reaction yesterday,

People who don't care about it, usually don't touch the bottom line, she is still easy to talk,

As for those who care, the image of Huo Yu twisting the bottle caps for other women came to mind again,

Although curling his lips, he knew there was nothing Huo Benefactor had explained, but he still felt sour when he thought about it.

Facts have proved that she is very selfish, extremely possessive and double-standard,

Song Qing was thinking about other things to herself, and didn't listen carefully to what Song Jianguo was saying.

So much so that when the call came over, Song Haohao was stunned for a while with a weak voice,

Sister, thank you yesterday.

It's not the sister who hides the needle in the soft little white cotton, but the sister, the sincere sister,

Song Qing was silent for a while, not quite used to such a change, coughing back uncomfortably,

No, take care of yourself and hang up.

After speaking, press the end call button and throw the phone to the corner of the sofa.

Poke the uncontrollable arm with goosebumps, calm down for a while before picking it up again,

It was only later that I realized that Huo Yu had already replied to the message, and even replied to several messages.

SY [Okay, I miss you too. 】

SY【Stay at home obediently and go out to play, you can't drink and be obedient. 】

SY [Don't sleep directly after taking a shower, blow dry your hair before going to bed, and don't let the air conditioner drop below 21°C to cause headaches. 】

SY【I was busy just now, don't get angry. 】

Song Qing looked down one by one, the smile in her eyes became more and more intense, and her heart was unspeakably sweet,

In the end, the gaze was fixed on Huo Yu's WeChat name, from the original Y to the current SY,

The arc of the red lips can't be suppressed anymore, what is it to call him by her last name?

If I remember correctly, women in Dayuan generally follow their husband's surname when they marry.

Huo benefactor is the other way around, is this asking her to marry him with red makeup and a big sedan chair?

Song Qing imagined that scene, she took off Huo Yu's red hijab on the wedding night of the bridal chamber,

Puff.

Couldn't help laughing out loud, there's no way she would automatically put Huo Benefactor in when the scene changed,

Switching to Nangong Yu, think about the shy appearance of the emperor Dayuan, who is high above the Ninety-Five Supreme, with a face like a little daughter-in-law,

She couldn't help it hahahaha, it was the mobile phone vibrating wechat video chat invitation sound,

Song Qing was startled, it was Huo Yu, with a guilty conscience, she bent her index finger and scraped the bridge of her nose,

He fiddled with the wavy long hair scattered on the sofa pillow and tidied it up before pressing accept.

Husband, what's the matter?

It's not long since we separated, and you miss me so much, huh?

The ending sound rises, and there is a seductive charm that touches the heartstrings.

Ask for tickets~