Pampered Darling: 99 Yuan Sweet Wife

   Looking at someone fleeing, Su Qingqing blinked, looked at Quan Moting who was also dazed and asked, "Did I look scary just now?"

   "No, as beautiful as ever."

  The man got up and walked to the shore of the table, wanting to open his arms, the corners of his lips suddenly rose in a particularly enchanting arc.

   "Come here and let me give you a good hug."

   Ten thousand grass and mud horses flew past in Su Qingqing's heart.

   But instead of Quan Moting's wish, he shoved the soup that Steven gave her into his arms.

   "Don't grind, you've finished drinking it all. Aunt Fu said that she should check, and absolutely not a drop is left." Su Qingqing's attitude was cold, and she didn't want to give him another expression at all.

   Quan Moting was not in a hurry to drink the soup, but took a step, approaching inch by inch, and dropped Su Qingqing, who had no escape, into his arms.

   "Why, who made you unhappy, so angry."

   "No." Su Qingqing turned her face away and didn't look at him, saying that she was not unhappy, and her whole face was even darker than the bottom of the pot.

   Quan Mo Tingmo's black jade-like eyes rolled with warm air, his fingertips gently raised his lovely chin, and coaxed in a low voice.

   "Honey, tell me, who made you upset, I'll help you out, eh?"

  Su Qingqing was convinced and shook off his fingers, her beautiful eyes full of resentment, "Before I came here, I went to my uncle, and I know everything."

   Quan Moting looked at her, his expression did not change much, and his appearance was very magnanimous.

"how?"

   "How about what? You don't even want to ask me how I'm feeling now, don't want to find out why my uncle is targeting you, and don't want to know what ulterior conspiracy is behind this matter?"

   Along the way, Su Qingqing kept thinking and overturned many possibilities. In fact, there was only one that was the most realistic and most convincing to her.

   That's the handle that Luo Xie's uncle is afraid of.

   Or, Luo Xie put forward conditions that his uncle could not refuse.

   But no matter what kind it is, it is obviously not good for her and Quan Moting. Luo Xie is a lunatic who bites everyone when he sees it.

   "Okay, it's over, I didn't plan to tell you, since you already know, then pretend that nothing happened."

  Su Qingqing glared at Quan Moting angrily, "What are you kidding, how could it be assumed that nothing happened, you are not clear about my uncle's methods."

  Be good, if Xiao Jinyu wants someone's life, it's like Lord Yama's life.

  The Great Demon King is so arrogant, if he really meets his uncle...

   The picture was so beautiful that Su Qingqing couldn't imagine what the result would be.

   But no matter what the outcome is, one is her uncle and the other is her husband, and she doesn't want to choose either.

   "Oh, if I die, won't Madam inherit all my property and become the first rich woman?"

  Su Qingqing's face darkened, and she punched him in the chest in anger, "What nonsense!"

   She looks like such a greedy person? !

  Although the truth that the Great Demon King said really made her heartache, but if that was the case, wouldn't she have to be a widow?

   Meowy, living for more than 20 years, and finally married a handsome man-in-law. Wouldn't it be too miserable to become a widow without having tasted what it was like to be a married couple?

  Su Qingqing shook her head into a rattle, grabbed Quan Moting's arm, and said in a very righteous manner, "You can rest assured. With me here, I will never let my uncle hurt you. I will definitely stand by your side."

   "Well, hearing Madam say that, I feel more at ease for my husband."

   The man's thin lips were lightly raised, and the smile at the corners of his mouth was very shallow, but Su Qingqing obviously felt that her little heart missed half a beat.

  Nima, just talk when you talk, why do you laugh like a monster.

   "Cough, you...it's time to drink the soup. If you don't drink it, it will probably be cold."

   She dodged from the man's arms, pretended to be very serious to open the thermos, and found that the bone broth inside was really cold.

  The man had a panoramic view of her loss and said lightly, "It's okay, the company has a microwave oven, just leave it to Song Yu to heat it up."

   "Forget it, he's probably going to dinner now, so I'll go by myself, you'll be waiting for me in the office."

   Immediately, Su Qingqing quickly closed the lid of the bone soup, and there was a crisp knock on the door.

   "Second Master, I'm Ai Lan."

   The familiar female voice ran through Su Qingqing's body like an electric current, before she could recover.

   Quan Moting's low "Enter" disturbed Su Qingqing's thoughts.

  Ai Lan stood at the door with a stack of documents in her arms with a smile. Obviously she didn't expect to see Su Qingqing in the office, and the smile gradually disappeared.

   "Hello, ma'am." She bit her head and called out reluctantly.

  Although she was reluctant, in front of Quan Moting, Ailan didn't want to upset the man. Even if Su Qingqing was the nominal wife, the man still had to save face.

   "Hello Director Ai, you are busy." Su Qingqing was in a hurry to go to the pantry, so she didn't have time to talk to her.

After    was turned around, the indifferent smile on Su Qingqing's face just faded away.

   "Husband... Madam, why did you come out and leave the second master alone."

  Song Yu, who was staying at the president's office, took a big mouthful of his lunch box and got up from his seat as soon as Su Qingqing came out.

   "You eat slowly, I just came out to make some soup."

  Su Qingqing walked towards the microwave oven, opened the door and put the soup in it, then pressed the heating switch and heating time.

   "By the way, Assistant Song, have your second master and Director Alan known each other for a long time?"

   was ordered inexplicably, and Song Yu's action of smashing the rice was slow, "It doesn't count. In terms of it, Steven and I have been with the second master for a longer time."

   "She likes the second master." Su Qingqing's tone was very determined.

   "Pfft...cough!"

   Now Song Yu was completely choked by the white rice, he beat his chest hard, half of his face flushed red, "Husband, madam, don't talk nonsense like this..."

   "Are you talking nonsense, are you all blind?"

  Er... This sentence can be regarded as blocking all Song Yu's words.

   Actually, they were able to follow the second master for many years, not only because of their outstanding ability, but also because of their eyesight, knowing what to do and what not to do, what to say and what not to say.

   And Ailan's thoughts on the second master, not to mention the people up and down the company, as the people around the second master, how could they not know.

"Heh, ma'am, don't worry, although the second master loves flowers, and there are countless people who like him and covet him, the second master really only likes his wife, and there are no other women beside her. "

   Song Yu didn't know whether to say that, could it dispel Su Qingqing's doubts, anyway, he didn't want to continue this topic anyway.