My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

The last time Lu's parents' banquet, Song Ya Jing's attitude changed a little. In the last few days, their mother and daughter called to ask about Song Ya Jing, and Song Ya Jing turned around and stunned without answering.

Their mothers and daughters are desperate like ants on a hot pot, and they just want to ask if it counts?

Song Ya Jing hooked his lip corner. “Forget the vacation. Ning Qing is pregnant and weighs heavily now. Ming may not have time to go either. ”

Her attitude has been expressed in three sentences.

She has recognized Ning Qing as Lu's daughter-in-law.

The color of the mother and daughter has changed dramatically.

“Lady Lu, you...”

At this time, Ning Qing walked out with a cup of tea, “Mrs. Zhou, please use tea. This tea was brought back by Dad in Europe. Drink it. It doesn't suit your taste. ”

This pair of mothers and daughters saw Ning Qing at this time. That was the enemy meeting. Ning Qing did not see it. She knelt down and handed over the teacup herself.

Kong Lan reached out to pick up the teacup. She pretended to be a kind smile. "Mrs. Lu is so hungry now. Stop squatting and get up. ”

Ning Qing was laughing in her heart. This Mrs. Zhou was so kind, she clearly hated itching in her heart.

“Thank you, Mrs. Chow.” Ning Qing watched Kong Lan's movements as he answered. Indeed, Kong Lan deliberately twisted and tried to blame her as the teacup approached her palm.

If the tea spilled, it would certainly be bad for the mother and daughter, so that her grandmother would blame her in her heart.

Ning Qing despised Kong Lan so badly, you want to use this technique against her?

She practiced with Li Meiling and Ning Yao.

But it's strange, this Konran is so stupid, how did she get mixed up in the house?

Heard that Zhou Hengbai, the king of the world's winery, naturally different from Lu family, had not much to fight for. Zhou Heng was an adopted son of Zhou Lei, and Kong Lan was his daughter-in-law. It looks like the days of the Lei family this week are quite moisturizing.

One side of the environment nourishes the other.

As the teacup tilted, "Yay” Ning Qing shouted, as if she had thrown the whole cup into Kong Lan's arms under conditions, staring herself, frightened excessively backwards to hide.

“Ah!" The teacup was filled with hot, rolling water. Kong Lan felt burning pain when he was thrown into the cup.

She stood up and jumped like a monkey, "Ah, I'm burned, I'm burned, I just went to spa to take care of my skin...”

The servant at the villa saw Kong Lan smile, Zhou Zhuo Lai hurried out the paper towel to wipe the water beads from her mother. She pointed at Ning Qing and said, “Ning Qing, didn't you mean it? You tried to kill my mother! ”

Ning Qing hurried for a short run and hid behind Song Ya Jing. She reached out and grabbed Song Ya Jing's sleeve timidly. She whispered, "Mom, Miss Zhou is so fierce, I'm afraid. ”

Song Yajing has always liked the look of Zhou Zhi Lai holding a lady. Now she sees Zhou Zhi Lai's eyeballs staring out fiercely. She twisted her eyebrows and even shook her head.

Once the person discovers a flaw, the flaw expands endlessly.

At the last Lu's parents' banquet, Zhou Zhuo Lai disappointed her too.

Zhou Zhuo Lai realized the ugliness she had revealed. She hurriedly coughed up and looked innocently at Song Yajing. "Aunt, we all saw clearly just now, it was clearly Ning Qing who intentionally threw the teacup into my mother's arms. ”

Ning Qing immediately asked, instead of looking at Zhou Zhuo Lai, she pulled Song Yajing's soft voice, "Mom, you have to take charge of me. If Mrs. Zhou didn't spill the teacup deliberately, can I make such an overwhelming move because I was too scared? I'm not alone right now. If there's an accident in my belly, who's responsible? Mind you, I'll be back in two days. ”

Song Ya Jing eyebrows more deeply twisted, she is used to the little trick of the Lady of the Homen fighting, how can she not see this Kong Lan deliberately spilled tea cup?

She glanced back at Ning Qing. Now she knows she's innocent. She throws a hot cup of tea in her arms. The girl is too bad.

“Hee-hee.” Ning Qing puked his tongue at Song Ya Jing in embarrassment. He shouted sweetly, like a delicate voice, “Mom...”

Song Ya Jing was very uncomfortable by the sound of her sweet sticky voice. She turned around and said, “Come on, don't make a scene. Somebody, prepare a clean clothes and ointment for Mrs. Zhou. ”

Zhou Zhuo Lai was very angry. This Song Yajing clearly favoured Ning Qing. She wanted to rest in peace.

Ning Qing picked Liu Mei and gave Zhou Zhuo Lai a glance with great pride. That means---Look, I'm not mad at you!

Zhou Zhuo Lai, “...”

Kong Lan is the worst. If her eyes can kill, then her eyes have poked several blood cave holes on Ning Qing's body at this moment. She is staring. Her eyes suddenly see such a long and clear figure. Song Yingjie is leaning against the staircase railing to look at her.

Kong Lan couldn't tell what kind of eye it was. The teenager's eyes were so dark, there was a lot of emotion in them.

Kong Lan was shocked. Isn't Song Yingjie her daughter's helper? I've seen her once or twice before and she's a rebel pure.

It looks like a different look today.

When Kong Lan looked straight into his eyes, the boy's eyes became clear and the darkness in his eyes had long disappeared.

Kong Lan blinked and doubted that his eyes were flowing.

……

Song Yajing took Kong Lan and Zhou Zhuo Lai to change clothes. Ning Qing walked into the restaurant, then Song Yingjie walked over, and he was in front of Ning Qing.

All of a sudden, Ning Qing almost hit him, barely holding his step. She lifted her eyes, “What's wrong? Why are you blocking my way? ”

Song Yingjie pulled something out of her trouser pocket and handed it to her, "Here you go. ”

Ning Qing looked at the vial of ointment.

Ning Qing chuckled, "Son of a bitch, are you mistaken? I'm not hurt, this ointment should be sent upstairs... Hello! ”

Song Yingjie snapped her slender wrist on her left hand.

Ning Qing just noticed that a blister had been burned on the left hand. It was estimated that he could not avoid it and splashed a little.

The blister was small and she didn't feel any pain, so she didn't notice.

“Doesn't it hurt here?” Song Yingjie pressed with his index finger.

The teenager's fingers are completely different from Lu Shaoming's. He has always had excellent respect, his fingers are long and white, and she has a match for the girl.

“Hey, what are you doing? It didn't hurt, now you're pressing it.” Ning Qing's fine pink little face was all twisted into a bunch, his mouth was pounding, and his hands had to be shrunk.

Song Yingjie looked at her face and his men eased the force. He took out a needle and whispered, “I'll help you poke the blister, apply some ointment, it'll be fine soon. ”

“Oh, that bothers you. ”

Song Yingjie poked the blister carefully for her, poking and blowing her breath. He asked softly, “Does it hurt? ”

“It doesn't hurt. ”

The old butler saw the scene as he entered the door, the boy was tall, one side taller than the girl, and the two stood against the glowing noon sun, shining next.

The old butler's eyes changed and lifted his feet in front of him, he did not move his voice to praise, “Young Master Yingjie, let me do the wounds of the wife, you have no experience. ”

Song Yingjie lifted his eyelids, and the teenager's long, curly eyelashes trembled for a moment, then slowly let go of Ning Qing's little hand.

Ning Qing didn't notice anything, she thanked Song Yingjie, “You son of a bitch, you're doing well today, you have to keep it up, you know? And when you see me in the future, don't call me" sister-in-law. "”

Song Yingjie put one hand in his pants pocket, his mouth lifted with a smile, “I don't know how big I am for a few days.” He's gone.

Ning Qing shouted at his back, “You give a shit about me for a few days, I'm your brother's wife, you have to call me sister-in-law, that's basic courtesy. ”

And the boy is gone.

……

Xiangan had eaten safely, Ning Qing was packing his own information, then Zhou Shulai walked over, “Ning Qing, are you proud now? ”

Ning Qing raised his hand and hooked a strand of hair on his cheek to the back of his ear. He smiled slightly. “Isn't it hypocritical if I can't say it? Miss Zhou has been pushing my mother-in-law forward against me. Hello, Fisherman's Benefit. I told you a long time ago that my mother-in-law and I are a family, and sooner or later you will be beaten back to an outsider's prototype, and now this day comes. ”

Zhou Zhuo Lai smiled mysteriously, “Are you so sure you won? As long as Lu Zhou's relationship is still there, I can get between you and your mother-in-law. I want to provoke your relationship, which is that I move my lips. ”

“Well," Ning Qing hugged a book and came to Zhou Zhuolai's side. She lowered her voice, “Miss Zhou, don't overestimate yourself. Do you think my grandmother is stupid? ”

Zhou Zhuo Lai smiled, “Don't be silly, only try to find out. Your mother-in-law watched me grow up. Lu Zhou's friendship will not be so easily extinguished. ”

Ning Qing wanted to talk, but then, "Ning Qing, stop, what are you talking about here?” Song Ya Jing walked over.

Zhou Zhuolai immediately burst into tears and changed to a grievance, “Auntie, I know Mrs. Lu doesn't like me and doesn't want to see me. In that case, I said goodbye to my mother first. In order not to mislead Mrs. Lu in the future, we should go out less with Lu Zhou family. ”

Zhou Zhuo Lai ran away.

“Stop it!” Song Ya Jing quickly held Zhou Zhuo Lai's sleeve. She glanced back at Ning Qing and said harshly, "Ning Qing, what did you say to Zhuo Lai? ”

Ning Qing, “I...”

“Forget it, Auntie, you keep a little dignity for me. I like Ming brother. After 26 years of waiting for him, I know it was me who made a mistake, Mrs. Lu is right. ”

Ning Qing, “…” offended cheap, but she said so herself, although she also thought so in her heart.

“Ning Qing!” Song Yajing glanced hard at Ning Qing again, then turned to comfort Zhou Zhuo Shulai, "Shulai, don't listen to Ning Qing nonsense, Aunt understand you, go, let's go sit on the couch. ”

Song Ya Jing walked into the living room with Zhou Zhuo Lai.

Zhou Zhuo Lai was much more comfortable in her heart. She promised that if she had one day, she could keep tripping Ning Qing. She would never make her feel better.