Madam is a Superstar

Huo Yu looked over and asked with his eyes, probably guessing who the caller was, his eyebrows curled up indiscriminately,

Song Qing's tear mole raised, not intending to make Huo Benefactor worry about the Song family's mess, she reached out and kneaded the man's earlobe maliciously,

Huo Yu's lips were pursed silently, his wide, warm and dry palm wrapped around the woman's troubled hand, rubbing gently on the palm of his hand, as if giving comfort,

Song Qing was startled and soon realized that Huo Benefactor is... afraid that she will be troubled by the Song family again?

Dad is fine. Dad will celebrate his 48th birthday the day after tomorrow. If there is no major event, the family members will get together. Your grandparents will come over when the time comes.

Your sister just came back on Sunday, do you think you and Mr. Huo are free? They are all family members, so Dad called to ask you.

Song Jianguo's voice came to his ears clearly, and Song Qing was in a good mood, and it was rare for him to be in the mood to make a joke.

Are you only 48? You gave birth to me at 23?

What he said was teasing rather than irritating. Song Jianguo over there was sitting in the office, and he felt uncomfortable hearing this.

He waved his hand to let the secretary go out, stood up and went to the glass window, using the glass window as a mirror,

If it was the past, he wouldn't take it to heart. It's not once or twice that this arrogant and surly eldest daughter speaks badly.

But recalling that Lin Fanghua cheated on those cowherds and little boys, Song Jianguo felt extremely uncomfortable.

Qingqing, do I really look that old?

The black and solemn convoy drove out of the mountain smoothly. Song Qing withdrew her gaze from admiring the mountain scenery, and pressed the button to slowly raise the window.

Listening to this question, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, never expecting that Song Jiang would try to chat with himself about how old he was,

It's okay, the beer belly looks old, I don't have time to go back, so I hang up.

Song Qing hung up the call directly, she was very vindictive, she swiped the screen with her fingertips,

Directly set up to block all calls from unfamiliar numbers except for the mobile phone contacts, and do everything every day, making it as if she knows them very well, tsk.

Give me?

Just as Song Qing put the phone back into the small bag, a card appeared in front of her eyes. She picked it up with her fingertips and flipped through it casually. It didn't make much sense.

Um.

At first, I was afraid that Qingqing would not want her, but later I forgot. When grandma mentioned it, I realized that I hadn't fulfilled my responsibilities as a husband. During this period of time, I have wronged Qingqing.

Huo Yu looked at Song Qing when he said this, his intention was self-evident, afraid that Song Qing would not believe it.

Shen Bai, who was driving in the front seat, felt rebelliously that his master was really a...

What the hell is that, what my wife said to me last night, what kind of scheming,

Remembered, scheming boy! Listen, listen to how nice this saying is, at first I was afraid that my wife would not want it, but then I forgot,

Doing business with tens of millions of dollars every day, can people who have money come and go forget about giving money to their wife? !

No, he didn't believe it, besides, the master and he ran into his wife in Yuncheng to make money by fortune-telling, didn't he remember it?

An explanation is a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth. I didn't expect the master to be so picky about his woman.

Husband, will you really give it to me? Will you regret it? What if I max out?

Song Qing held back her smile, in fact, she believed what Huo Yu said in her heart, and she just wanted to tease the benefactor Huo who seemed a bit rigid at the moment,

No trouble.

Huo Yu sorted out the documents in his hand and put them into the document bag, pampering him with a gentle voice, how could the cunning jumping in the woman's beautiful eyes escape his eyes,

It's not cute.

Song Qing pursed her lips and muttered to herself, and put the card into her wallet without any pretense, in the corner of the corner,

Her magic stick business is very stable, and now she doesn't need to spend a lot of money to continue her life, the savings are enough for her to squander,

Huo's business is risky, and he might go bankrupt one day. Cough, this idea doesn't seem so auspicious, but she never thought about it.

After sending Song Qing back to the senior community, the black convoy headed towards the headquarters of the Huo Group.

As soon as Song Qing entered the house, she was paralyzed on the sofa, not wanting to move or speak, looking at the mahogany wine cabinet that was arrogantly occupying the entire wall, lost in thought.

In the old house for a whole morning, accompany the old lady and the stars to watch the wedding dress, let alone,

Xing Xing really complied with Huo Ran's words that she is a big kid, and the wedding dress she chose is very suitable for her eyes. As for accompanying the old lady back to her grandma's house in the country,

The time for this matter has not yet been finalized. Huo Benefactor is too busy, and Xiaobai will spend time making another schedule.

In fact, what she did not say is that she prefers traditional Chinese weddings in Huaguo to Western weddings.

Compared with Da Yuan, it is absolutely impossible to go back to Da Yuan to marry Huo Benefactor, and it seems good to realize a dream in this different world.

After clarifying these, Song Qing's messy thoughts gradually returned, and the things in front of her eyes became clearer.

Soon he realized something was wrong, his gaze was fixed on the empty grid in the center of the mahogany wine cabinet, and he narrowed his eyes dangerously,

Xu Shen!

…

Beijing Antique City,

In a teahouse near Yushi Street, Xu Shen rested his elbows on an antique wooden counter table,

I strike up a conversation with a young lady who works in a teahouse, take out my mobile phone to add WeChat friends, just open the QR code,

Om—

The caller showed the big baby, Xu Shen shook his hand and stabilized the phone. At least the phone is still there, but the young lady who just struck up a conversation may be gone.

What's the matter, baby, why are you calling me at this time?

Xu Shen didn't care either, his fingers were as long as jade, and he tapped the Tieguanyin sign on the counter with his index finger,

Turning around without any hesitation, looking for a seat to sit down, the nobleman's long legs overlapped wantonly yet gracefully,

A pair of peach blossom eyes under the gold-rimmed glasses, full of cynicism and playful coolness, how can there be the passion of the young lady who just hit up a conversation,

The three buttons of the white shirt were undone, and the neckline was slightly opened, showing the gentle and scum temperament of the whole body, which was vividly displayed at this moment.

I mean I asked you to take two bottles of wine, but I didn't let you take the two bottles I treasured. I couldn't bear to drink them myself. Are you a bandit, Xu Shen?

Song Qing's gnashing of teeth voice came clearly word by word from the other side of the call,

It is inevitable that he will feel a little guilty, so Xu Shen coughed lightly to stabilize his mind, trying to get away with it.

What a bandit isn't a bandit, it's so ugly, baby, you didn't say you wouldn't let me take those two bottles, didn't you?

The last time he went to pick up wine, he sent the latest astronomical telescope equipment over by the way,

I was already envious of Baobao'er's two bottles of wine, and this time I finally got Baobai'er's permission to take the wine, and I felt sorry for myself if I didn't take it.

return!

It's easy to be struck by lightning.

What Song Qing said was a bit gloomy, and she just took the other wines, but took two bottles that are hard to buy even if you have money.

I'm afraid not. I'm done.

Xu Shen, a social master, has always been easy to tell lies without blushing and heartbeat. It is still impossible to pay back, and it is impossible to pay back in this life.

Sorry, sorry, sorry for being late (`)**