Pampered Darling: 99 Yuan Sweet Wife

   The man looked up at her, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Madam wants to know so much, to please me tonight, but I'm considering telling you."

  Su Qingqing's eyes widened instantly, "Are you really good friends?"

   She thought that the Great Demon King was not close to women in the past, and Su Minghua also said that he had no emotional experience.

   Could it be that...all lied to her?

   "Cough, why are you two newly married, you go back to your room, and in front of outsiders, at least pay attention to your sense of proportion."

  The old man bit the word "outsider" very hard, and then looked at Old Man Lin with a fox smile.

   "Hehe, it's getting late, why don't you stay for a meal, this is all my daughter-in-law's craft, you can try it too."

   Old Man Lin: "…"

   "By the way, compare and contrast your girl Lan's craftsmanship, oh, by the way, I almost forgot that your Lan Lan is a pianist, her hands are so precious, she should be reluctant to do housework, it's really sloppy."

  Old man Lin felt that he had been hit by ten thousand critical hits, his face was as pale as a pig's liver, and he threw his hands away with anger.

  Su Qingqing couldn't help chuckling, and the old man's sly and smug eyes met, "Dad, Uncle Lin probably won't be able to eat dinner tonight, you are really amazing."

   said, she gave a thumbs up, very playful.

   "Humph, who told Old Man Lin to show off his daughter in front of me when he had something to do with him? It's shameless to encourage Ah Ting to marry his daughter."

   The more he talked, the more excited the old man became. Taking advantage of Quan Moting's presence, he simply conveyed his meaning all at once.

   "Cough, your boss is not too young. Now that you are married, the child's affairs must be put on the agenda as soon as possible."

   As the old man said, his eyes never forgot to look at Su Qingqing's stomach, his brows were wrinkled, "Fu Sen, Fu Sen!"

   He called the housekeeper loudly and instructed in a deep voice, "Find a nutritionist to come over in a while, and will be responsible for Qingqing's diet from now on. She is too thin and must be supplemented, otherwise how will she have children in the future."

   "Uh... I'm actually in pretty good shape, I don't need any more supplements."

  Su Qingqing wanted to cry but had no tears, pinched her little man, and stared at the man with a calm face.

   Those pitiful eyes seemed to say: Save me, if you don’t save me, we will die together.

   "Dad, Qingqing is still young, so the child's affairs can't be rushed, just let it take its course."

  The man's unhurried words entered Su Qingqing's ears, which warmed her heart inexplicably.

  Although they are not married yet, Su Qingqing knows...

   In fact, he endured quite hard.

   Besides, at his age, it was indeed time to have a child. Obviously he could ask her along the way, but Quan Moting didn't do it.

   The old man obviously didn't like to hear these words, and his kind face was cold and heavy for a while.

Su Qingqing put her arms around Quan Moting's arm, smiled brighter than the sun, and said generously, "Dad, don't worry, we will do our best, but it's not up to us to decide when we will get pregnant, Second Master. That's what it means to go with the flow."

   Sure enough, after Su Qingqing said that, the old man's expression had a tendency to soften.

   "Okay, keep asking when you get back, wash your hands and get ready to eat." Su Minghua walked downstairs and greeted.

  The old man looked at the time and frowned, "Where are Mo Lin's family?"

   Today is the day when Quan Moting officially brought Su Qingqing back. The old man ordered the family to have a meal.

   Quan Moting pulled Su Qingqing to sit at the table and did not answer the old man's words, but he was very caring for Su Qingqing.

   "Do you need juice?"

  Su Qingqing was flattered and nodded obediently, "Thank you."

  Su Minghua looked at the tiredness of their young couple, and touched the old man with his elbow.

   "The food is cold before I eat. If it doesn't work, let Fussen call and ask."

Su Minghua sat down and put a chicken leg in Su Qingqing's bowl. There was something in her words, "A Rin is probably busy these two days, and he is too busy with family affairs and company affairs, so it's nothing to think about. Come and eat in the mood."

   Father: "…"

   As we all know, the peach news of Quan Molin and other women has caused a lot of uproar, and the stupid woman of Qu Xiumei has no sense of crisis at all.

  The water in Quan's house is unknown, so Su Qingqing should just bury her head in eating.

   Quan Moting didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and took care of Su Qingqing with consideration and tenderness throughout the whole process. He looked like a peerless husband in front of him, and Su Qingqing thought he was being taken by a ghost.

   "Why, it's not delicious?"

  Su Qingqing tilted her head to look at him, was caught straight, and twitched her lips awkwardly, "No, I'm full, I want to digest."

   "It's good to have a good meal and take a walk, A Ting, you can take Qingqing to walk around, and you can also familiarize yourself with the environment here."

  Su Minghua can't wait for the two of them to get along well alone and cultivate their relationship, so that they can hug their grandson quickly.

   Quan Moting didn't understand his mother's thoughts, so he pulled Su Qingqing up and walked out, and the old man stopped him.

   "A Ting, go to the study with me first." The old man glanced at Su Minghua and said in a low voice, "Huahua, take Qingqing for a walk."

  The father and son went to the study one after the other, Su Qingqing was restless and always felt that the old man knew something.

  Su Minghua could see that she was worried, and said softly, "Don't be nervous, they will just chat casually."

   "Mummy, what do you think about Quan Molin's affairs?"

  Su Qingqing didn't believe that Su Minghua knew nothing about this matter, that he could break ground on Tai Sui's head, and even Quan Morin couldn't suppress it.

   With this ability, who else besides Quan Moting?

  Su Qingqing had a hunch that it was far from possible that Quan Moting just wanted to make Quan Morin scandalous.

   Having prepared such a big game, according to Quan Moting's character that he must report, what he wants...

   may be everything about Quan Molin.

   "Qingqing."

  Su Minghua let out a long sigh, the smile on her face gradually disappeared, and then, Su Qingqing clearly felt a strong pressure from her.

She approached Su Qingqing step by step, holding her face, her words were gentle and her tone became colder, "I have always liked your cleverness, obedience, and obedience, but it doesn't mean that your character is obedient and obedient, and you know when to be obedient and obedient. , when should I show my claws?"

   "You are a smart kid with your own opinions. Maybe A Ting likes you, so he kept you by his side under pressure."

   She pursed her lips tightly, she didn't quite understand what Su Minghua meant, what is Quan Moting under huge pressure, is there any time she doesn't know?

  Su Minghua's beautiful phoenix eyes picked it up and hooked her lips, "It seems that you don't know, yes, that son of mine is a gourd, even if he really did something, he won't let you know."