Entertainment headlines: director’s rules for chasing a wife - Chapter 351

June is the greenest month in s city. The leaves on both sides of the street are dripping green, and the large lawn in front of the square is also green to shiny. The green seems to have attacked the whole city.

Six in the evening. Only a fiery red sunset remained in the sky, and the sun was moving downward at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, the brilliance it sends out is irresistible, and the afterglow of the sunset falls on every corner of the city.

It’s not as hot as the afternoon. The wind is already cool at this time. The evening breeze just blew away the fatigue of people who had worked hard all day.

At six o’clock, song Tingchen’s black Lincoln stopped in front of the airport on time.

Then, after the black Lincoln, a white Mercedes stopped, and Liang Yin in white business clothes came down from the car“ Song Tingchen, why didn’t you bring anything? ” Seeing that song Tingchen walked out of the car empty handed, Liang Yin said helplessly, “pick up the plane. You should look like picking up the plane.”

Song Tingchen just smiled silently and didn’t speak. At this time, the third car also stopped in front of the airport.

“Ouch.” After seeing the people in the car, Liang Yinchao winked at Zheng Huier, “another pair.”

Su Mu and Zhao Ting came down from the third car. Zhao Ting held a bunch of beautiful stars in her hand. She smiled and took Su Mu’s arm.

“Sorry for the delay in buying flowers on the way.” Zhao Ting smiled shyly.

“What’s going on?” The gossip Liang Yin immediately grabbed Zhao Ting’s arm. She whispered, “you and Su mu… What’s the matter? Why didn’t you tell us. ”

Zhao Ting took a loving look at Liang Yin and whispered, “OK, OK, I’ll talk to you about this later. Now it’s important to pick up Youle and Yangyang.”

After that, the party entered the airport with vigour and vitality.

Fifteen minutes later, people came out one after another. Song Tingchen felt a little hot and dry. He was only wearing a shirt, but he still felt very hot.

“President song, what’s the matter with you?” Huang Zhiming first found song Tingchen’s abnormality. He handed a bottle of water and joked, “don’t be nervous. They are both old husband and wife.”

Song Tingchen gave Huang Zhiming a white look. He reached out and held Huang Zhiming’s wrist.

“Ah!” Huang Zhiming gave a cry of pain.

“Huang Zhiming, you’re looking for a sense of existence, aren’t you?” Zheng Huier was looking at the person who came out. She put her elbow on Huang Zhiming impatiently and said, “what’s the matter, be quiet!”

Huang Zhiming quickly turned his head and looked at Song Tingchen, but at this time, song Tingchen stood in place as if nothing had happened.

“Mr. Song, you are so good at pretending.” Huang Zhiming said gnashing his teeth.

A smile quickly flew over song Tingchen’s face. Soon, he recovered his calm, as if he had never been affected by this matter.

“Youle!” It was song Tingchen who saw Qin Youle appear in the crowd holding the child for the first time.

Qin Youle is wearing a loose white shirt on her upper body and a hip wrapped fishtail skirt on her lower body, which perfectly outlines her charming lines. Her long hair hung gently on her shoulders, and the child sat on her shoulder with a pacifier in his mouth.

There was a smile in her eyes, which gradually dispersed, as if her eyes had a luster all at once. At the moment of seeing song Tingchen, the corners of Qin Youle’s mouth unconsciously raised upward, as if at that moment, her world brightened, and the surrounding noise suddenly disappeared. Her eyes were only the man wearing white shirt and black trousers smiling at him.

“Come on, give way.”

Liang Yin and others consciously gave up their position to song Tingchen.

“Come on, mom Zhang, I’ll bring it to you.” Huang Zhiming and Su Mu took large and small bags of things for Zhang ma.

“Tingchen.” When he came to song Tingchen, Qin Youle raised his bright eyes and gently called, “long time no see.”

Song Tingchen reached out and caressed Qin Youle’s face and hair with love. The last time he saw Qin Youle was at the end of April. They hadn’t seen each other for more than a month.

“Mom…” at this time, Yang Yang suddenly reached out and touched the back of song Tingchen’s hand. He looked at Song Tingchen’s face, frowned and muttered that he didn’t know what to say.

Song Tingchen was very surprised. He asked strangely, “Youle, child, he will…”

Qin Youle couldn’t help laughing: “the child is still in a state of babbling and can occasionally say some simple words.”

“Dad, baby, this is Dad.” Qin Youle looked at yangrouhu’s face and said softly, “this is Dad, remember?”

Yang Yang looked at Song Tingchen and giggled, but did not speak.

“God, it’s only nine months.” Liang Yin covered her mouth and said in surprise, “look at this little arm and calf. It’s not like a premature baby at all. It’s white and fat. It’s popular.”

Song Tingchen can’t wait to take over the child. Yang Yang’s fleshy little hand puts it on his mouth and skilfully avoids it. He has been smiling at Song Tingchen.

“My God, I can’t imagine.” Zhao Ting reached out and hugged Qin you, feeling happy and sighing, “You Le, congratulations.”

“Congratulations, Youle.” Su mu, standing behind Zhao Ting, handed out the stars in her hand, “Zhao Ting envies you. She always thinks you are the happiest person in the world.”

Qin Youle found that Su Mu came with Zhao Ting at this time. She was surprised and asked, “you two…”

Su Mu hugged Zhao Ting’s shoulder and they looked at each other happily.

“Well, go back and tell me the truth.” Qin Youle has been happy to blossom. She feels happy for Zhao ting. Her secret love for many years has finally blossomed and borne fruit.

Song Tingchen held the child in his right hand and Qin Youle in his left hand. The party walked out of the airport again.

“Dad…” Yang Yang suddenly looked at Song Tingchen and shouted.

The original lively people immediately calmed down. Look at me and I look at you as if they had witnessed a miracle.

“Youle, did you hear that just now?” Song Tingchen could hardly believe his ears. He looked at Qin Youle and asked, “did he call dad just now?”

“It seems so.” Qin Youle is not quite sure.

“I seem to hear it.” Huang Zhiming, who was standing next to song Tingchen, nodded, “I’ve been looking at this little guy just now. It seems that I saw him open his mouth and shout.”

“Did you hear that?” Huang Zhiming turned to Zheng Huier again.

“Me?” Zheng Huier thought for a while and nodded, “it seems that she heard it, but it seems that she didn’t hear it.”

“I’ve always taught him to read dad,” Qin Youle said with a smile, “but he only said it to me. It may take some time for him to tell you.”

Song Tingchen rubbed the child’s face with his nose and smiled spoiled.

When they reached the door, song Tingchen and others stopped again.

“Youle, did you hear that this time?” Song Tingchen asked in surprise, “did you hear Yang call me father?”

Qin Youle blinked and looked at Yang Yang for a long time. She couldn’t speak. She really heard it this time: “little guy, did you call dad?”

Yang Yang giggled, and unconsciously put his fingers into his mouth.

“You can’t put your hands in.” Qin Youle quickly took out his hand.

“Dad!” This time, Yang Yang called out these two words very clearly. He stared at Song Tingchen’s face.

Liang Yin and others couldn’t help crying out.

“Not a little genius.” Liang Yin said with a smile, “no, no, Youle, I tell you, we take our children to do an IQ test at the weekend. We can’t say it’s a little genius, with an IQ of 178.”

Song Tingchen was too happy to speak. He put his arms around Qin Youle’s shoulder and choked: “Youle, thank you, thank you for giving birth to such a lovely child for me.”

Qin Youle winked playfully at Liang Yin and others.

When a group of people returned to Runze villa, it was completely dark. However, this did not affect their mood at all.

“Madam, I’m back.” When Qin Youle appeared in Runze villa, Chen Zi and Liu Ma’s eyes were wet, and they held Qin Youle tightly.

“Back, back.” Qin Youle cried with joy.

A group of people stayed in Runze villa until more than ten o’clock before leaving reluctantly.

“Mom.” When everyone left, Qin Youle had time to sit down and have a good talk with Liu min. she took out a beautiful box and said gently, “I was informed by the doctor that I could leave the hospital early, so I packed up my things and came back immediately. I’m in a hurry. I don’t have much time to choose a gift for you. This is a shawl. I hope you like it. ”

Seeing the dark green shawl in the box, Liu Min smiled lovingly. She patted the back of Qin Youle’s hand and said kindly, “child, you bother. I like this shawl very much. I’m missing this dark green shawl. ”

“If only you like it.” Qin Youle said wisely, “Mom, you can live here for a long time. Yang Yang also needs your care. You are more experienced. I’m afraid I can’t take good care of my children. ”

Liu Min nodded hard. Her nose was sour and her tears almost fell down. She knew that Qin Youle was gently persuading her to stay. She said so just to take care of her emotions.

“Mom, why are you crying?” Song Tingchen smiled and sat next to Qin Youle. “You see how close Yangyang is to you. This is the second time you meet, right? You’re not afraid of life at all, as if you were already familiar with each other.”

“All right, all right.” Liu Min said lovingly, “Youle must be tired by plane. You two hurry upstairs and go to bed. I’ll sleep until what time I want to sleep tomorrow morning. I tell them not to disturb you. Children don’t have to worry. Here are me, mother Zhang and mother Liu. Everyone has experience. Don’t worry. ”

“Well, mom, you can rest early.” Song Tingchen was not polite either. He hugged Qin Youle’s shoulder and said good night to Liu Min, and then went upstairs directly.

“Tingchen…”

As soon as the door closed, song Tingchen suddenly pressed Qin Youle behind the door. His eyes were full of love.

A blush spread on Qin Youle’s cheeks. Although they were already an old husband and wife, every time song Tingchen looked at her with this kind of eyes, she felt hot and dry all over her body.

“I miss you very much.” Song Tingchen buried his head on Qin Youle’s shoulder. He just held her quietly.