The Villain’s Mother

This move by Song Ting Deep left the house quiet for a few seconds, and Auntie smiled and took 300 yuan. She said: "That auntie won't be polite with you. You're all right in the emperor. I thought you weren't coming back. ”

Nguyen Xia came back from shock, she didn't know these people, but she knew what Song Ting Shen was like and could make him do this, which means that he didn't like his relatives very much, think again, why didn't he like it? Perhaps before Song Ting Shen left home, what these people did must have been excellent, at least touching the bottom line of Song Ting Shen.

She suddenly understood why Song Tingshen didn't let her buy anything or bring a meeting gift. Now the money is not spent, buy some fruits and nutrients, no 500 yuan can be solved at all, at least 500 yuan to buy gifts, now he takes 300 yuan, this saves 200 yuan, and this mess seems to make the auntie and her family look bad.

Nguyen Xia is a little excited, she has read so many novels, it seems that the best relatives are the standard of female lead characters, and rarely do the president of bullying himself tear apart his own best relatives!

Song Tingshen sat down next to Nguyen Xia and laughed. "It wasn't much better, that is, he barely settled in the Emperor. If it wasn't too small at home, I'd like to take my aunt to live in Didu for a while. ”

“I'm out of luck.” Aunt Tong, pointing to the girl standing beside her, "Ting Deep, do you remember her? She's kind of your cousin. Her name is Pretty. She just graduated from college this year. We wanted her to take a career exam and go to the local office. It's an iron job, but she has to break into the big city. I hear you're not small enough to run the company right now. Why don't you let her go and do it? Don't worry about her own people, right? ”

Nguyen Xia glanced at the girl named Pretty, and was almost caught by Thunder again.

I don't know if this relationship is within three generations, but this playful stare at Song Ting Deep, a girl's face looks humiliated, but anyone with eyes can see, she seems to have a little meaning for Song Ting Deep...

Nguyen Xia hurriedly shifted her gaze, lowered her head and drank tea. She began to figure out how far this relationship was. Pretty is Auntie's granddaughter and the daughter of Song Daddy's cousin. Pretty should be called Song Tingshen. Why?

She's lost her mind.

With or without three generations, she's the real wife of Song Ting Shen, right? She has a fat man sitting on her lap. It's Song Ting's son who can't kiss anymore. How can she pretend she doesn't exist?

Nguyen Xia bowed her head and drank tea, but her ears were up. She wanted to hear how Song Ting Shen would refuse.

Yes, he will definitely refuse, his behavior just now has been fully expressed, he sees the family very unhappy, unhappy to the point, how could he let playfulness come to work in the company.

Song Ting deeply looked at the playfulness and asked: "What school did you graduate from? ”

Playfully said a school, a local university.

“Three?” Song Tingshen's tone is a bit unfortunate, "Auntie, I'm really sorry, the company is not my boss, there are bosses on the top, our company has a death rule, that is, at least there is more than one copy, I can't say to the boss with a thick face, but I'm afraid of playful face, big company people talk a lot of noise, she used to be an airborne soldier, everyone else was recruited on their own strength, it is inevitable to have opinions. ”

Nguyen Xia almost laughed.

She hasn't really seen the deep and thin side of Song Ting, and now she understands that Song Ting's deep tolerance to the original master and to her is extremely forgiving!

Song Ming Ming is the biggest boss, but now he bites to death and there is a bigger boss. It is impossible for the family to really prove it. He has said it so bluntly, basically nobody with any face will ever talk about it again.

Auntie is also angry in her heart, but she can't turn to Song Ting Deep, so she can only yell playfully, “You useless thing, you can't read well at school, you only took three exams, now well, even your relatives don't want you to go to work, I'll see you eat at home and die! ”

That's...

Nguyen Xia glanced deeply at Song Ting and saw his face calm and unaffected. He even took a cup of tea and drank it.

She cried playfully. Her aunt tried to beat her up and said that she was not angry. The adult at home dissuaded her and the house was crowded.

Nguyen Xia was simply stunned.

Finally, Song Ting Deep said: “Education is not the most important, sometimes it is not linked to ability, but now the company has a hard requirement. If you are not afraid of suffering, you can also try to go to the big city to cast your resume, it is normal to spell it out while you are young. ”

He paused and, before Auntie opened her mouth, he said, “Auntie, I think it's nice to be playful. She doesn't have to rely on someone else to find a good job, and you don't have to worry too much. ”

... he has already said the words for this, Auntie, but if you want some face, you will no longer have to introduce Song Ting deeply to the job.

Nguyen Xia discovered that Song Tingshen was a very strong fighter, not only in terms of his work, but also in terms of dealing with extremely good relatives.

This is not true, various kinds of family members often arrive at dinner time, and my aunt prepared a large table dish, which I can see is also a thought.

Wang Chai's glossy gold bracelet obviously attracted the attention of another little girl in her aunt's family. She was a year older than Wang Chai. She saw that Wang Chai had the bracelet in her hand. If she didn't, she had to make a noise and even grab it while Nguyen Xia and Song Ting were not paying attention.

Fortunately, Wang Chai's hand was fat. It was not easy for her to grab it. However, she hurt Wang Chai. Wang Chai was a boy and usually did not like to cry much. At this time, she just opened her mouth and called her mother. The little girl found that the grownup was coming and sat directly on the floor. She took the first step to cry. She cried and cried so much that she called a tearing heart.

She burst into tears and quickly caught the attention of the public.

Nguyen Xia didn't want to care about her, she knew what her son was, usually the little girl in the villa area was protected, so she didn't even look at the little girl, walked directly to the face of the grieving and forced Wang Chai, held him up, she didn't say anything, but she had already expressed her support for her son with practical actions, Wang Chai held her neck, lay down on her, and screamed several times at her mother.

“What's going on?” Auntie frowned and saw her little granddaughter crying in anger. Her first reaction was to pull her little granddaughter forward. “What happened to you, didn't I tell you? He's a guest, he's a brother, you have to let him go! You're a year older than him. Can he bully you? ”

Nguyen Xia, who had been silent, was offended by this statement. Her aunt appeared to be abusing her granddaughter. In fact, she had already identified Wang Chai as bullying her.

After all, two children play here, and the crying person is not Wang Chai.

Seems to outsiders that anyone who cries is bullied.

Nguyen Xia knew that Song Ting deeply disliked his relatives, which is exactly why she held the child in a cold face and said to Song Ting deeply: “Honey, you handle this, don't you understand the character of our children? He's a better guest than anyone else. If he really bullies her today, we'll have to teach him well! ”

“Eh, it's not a big deal. Kids are always naughty. They like to make noise. They'll be fine in a little while. ”

“Yeah, boys are gonna be naughty. Come on, eat. ”

“Ting Shen's daughter-in-law, this is really nothing...”

Several other relatives who don't know how far away they are and the mud, everyone has determined that Wang Chai is too naughty to make the little girl cry, but what's the big deal? Kids, there are always contradictions and quarrels, really shouldn't care too much, who children have never fought with others?

Nguyen Xia just stared at Song Ting Shen, then she asked Wang Chai softly, "Baby, what the hell is going on, you tell Mom. ”

She has eaten this loss before, and children feel it. If someone wronged her, it would be hard. The hardest thing is that even her parents don't believe in themselves, or they believe that, just for the sake of the so-called "adult face”, they choose to let their children eat this backpack.

Wang Zhi looked carefully at Nguyen Xia for a moment, flattened her mouth, and scouted out her hand to show her the red marks on her wrist, “She wanted my bracelet, I didn't want to give it to her, because it was given to me by Grandma, she was going to rob it and hurt my hand. Mom, I'm not lying. ”

Of course Nguyen Xia knew that he was not lying. Wang Chai inherited the good skin of the original master and was white and tender. There were claw marks on his wrists at this time.

What happened to this family? My aunt touched her son's gold bracelet and the little girl tried to rob it again...

After all, this is Song Ting Shen's relatives. Now that things are so obvious, she looks at Song Ting Shen and wants to see how he reacts.

Song Ting, who had never spoken, smiled deeply and walked down slightly in front of the little girl and asked: “Is he true? ”

The little girl choked and shook her head, "I didn't! ”

Song Ting deeply graced, “Do you really not want a gold bracelet? ”

The little girl flattened her mouth and the golden bean fell off again, "I don't want it, I didn't take it, he tried to push me and hit me. ”

Song Ting nodded deeply and said warmly: "Uncle wanted to buy you a pair of gold bracelets, since you don't want it, forget it. ”

Little girls and aunties are totally stupid to hear this.

“I...” After all, the little girl was still young and she was eager to say something, but her mother strangled her ass so hard that she could only cry harder.

Song Ting Deep said to Nguyen Xia: “Xia Xia, forget it, my aunt has a very good family style, who will think about a child's gold bracelet, it's not poor crazy. ”