THE SONG FAMILY WIFE IS NOT EASY TO MESS WITH - Chapter 41
Child, child?
Song met the whole person was struck by lightning, he did not even touch Meng Jianwei’s mouth, where is the child? The two of them had done something unseemly in the car.
The person who is really stimulated is Meng Weixia, if there are still a few doubts before, then she is now sure that Meng Jianlian is deliberately targeting her.
The more she acts like she cares about Song Yuxiang, the more Meng Jianlian gets closer to Song Yuxiang, using this to achieve the pleasure of tormenting her.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you want to do.
However, the remaining reason in her head finally failed to suppress the depression in her chest, and she looked askance at Meng Jianwei, sneering coldly: “No shame.”
Meng Jianwei shrugged her shoulders, with a “I’m too lazy to refute” expression, and nodded: “Yes, yes, I’m not as well developed as you, sister, in all aspects of moral, intellectual, physical and aesthetic development. Are you done? I’m going to bed.”
Really sleepy, she waved her hand, yawned while holding up her arms and stretching her waist, hanging her head and squinting her eyes, all by intuition step by step towards the house, posture as if a string puppet, can not wait for the next second to fall back to sleep on the ground.
The actual fact is that you can find a lot of people who have been in the business for a long time.
Song met still maintains the posture of covering his nose, watching her back walk further and further away until it disappears from sight. He was about to get in the car when a hot stream suddenly flowed slowly out of his nose and through his fingers to the back of his hand.
He did not slow down at first, thought it was a runny nose, and when he realized what it was, he scrambled to find a handkerchief to wipe it, and took a look in front of him, and it was indeed crimson blood.
Meng Jianwei has beaten him to the point of nosebleeds, and still has the nerve to say he is the father of the child!
The wind rustled the trees, Meng Weixia hands folded knee-length robe, revealing a pair of thin legs like bamboo poles, plain white a small face in the hazy night without a hint of expression, staring blankly at Song met.
The company’s main goal is to provide the best possible service to its customers. The words just said by Meng Jianlian were probably fabricated to make her angry.
Her throat was arduous, Meng Weixia cleared her throat and said softly, “Mr. Song, you ……”
The first thing you need to do is to ask for clarification, but you don’t know how to say it, so you stop. Song met nose is blocked by a handkerchief, the voice naturally with a heavy nasal voice: “I also do not know shame.”
Meng Weixia: “……”
Song met pulled open the car door and sat in, noticed that his nose was no longer bleeding, so he took off the handkerchief and threw it into the box between the driver’s seat and the passenger seat, and drove the car away from the villa.
Song met previously learned about Meng Jianwei’s situation, except for her biological mother and stepfather who were good to her, the family’s older siblings and elders did not seem to like her. Even without that information, based on Meng Weixia’s performance at the banquet and Meng Jianwei’s attitude towards her, he could tell that Meng Jianwei was not well received at home.
If she hates people, he is not willing to waste time and energy to give a good look.
In the reversing mirror, Meng Weixia stood alone under the street light, her body swaying, her eyes sore and astringent, as if she had been greatly aggrieved.
Song met did not look at her, raised his hand to touch the nose below, to confirm that the blood is really stopped before breathing a sigh of relief. The first thing you need to do is to get a kiss from Meng Jianwei, and then you’ll be beaten like this.
He looked at the empty wide road in front of him and sighed one after another, he likes who is not good, how to Meng Jianwei moved his heart.
That night, Song met a dream, he dreamed of Meng Jianwei again.
The scene is exactly the same as in reality, the night is deep and thick, the moonlight is bright, the air is floating with a faint fragrance of gardenia, Meng Jianwei is sitting on the passenger seat, he is standing by the car door, his back is bowed low.
She opened her eyes wide, her hands against his chest, trying to push him away, he sensed her intention one step earlier and kissed her lips.
The picture turns to the balcony of her home, with a few pots of broad-leaved greenery in the corner, and a bit of sunlight jumping on the emerald leaves. Meng Jianwei was wearing a loose white long-sleeved shirt, leaning on a lounge chair with her eyes closed and sunbathing, a quiet and gentle look that he had not seen before.
He walked over and sat beside her, his hand inexplicably pressed against the small of her back, where there was a slight bulge in the curvature ……
Song met woke up by a knock on the door, opened his eyes and stared blankly at the blurred scene in front of him, his arm poked up to the nightstand, touched his glasses and put them on, his vision instantly clear.
The dream image is too real, he slowed down for a while before pulling out, thoughts turn back, he thought of last night Meng gradually evening joke, it is her fault, good reason to mention what child, causing him to dream as a father.
“Young master, it’s already eight o’clock and you’re still not up?” Aunt Du’s voice accompanied by a knock on the door came from outside with vague concern, “Is it that you are not feeling well?”
Song met picked up his phone, the screen showed 7:56, clearly set the alarm for 6:30, he actually did not hear it, sleep enough.
Before putting down the phone, the secretary’s phone call came, probably because he had arrived at the time but did not see Song met, worried that he had some kind of situation.
Song met after getting up and washing up, breakfast did not have time to eat, directly in the car to go to the company.
The first thing that happened to her was that she woke up at about the same time, and not surprisingly, the family was waiting for her again at the table.
If it wasn’t for Song Shuo driving her home last night, she had planned to stay overnight at the nail salon. There was a room on the second floor reserved for her, where she usually slept when she wasn’t home.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good idea of what you’re doing. Meng Jianlian raised his head and saw her haggard face, probably stimulated by the night did not rest well, can not help but want to laugh.
After eating breakfast, Meng Jianwei was ready to go out, and only when she reached the garage door did she remember that her car was parked at the car mechanic’s workshop, and the car keys were nowhere to be found.
She went back to her room to look for the denim shorts she wore yesterday and felt the four front and back pockets, but there was nothing inside except a small box of candy.
Meng Jianwei tried to remember and came to the conclusion that the car keys were either left at the car mechanic’s shop or dropped in Song’s car. She was more inclined to the latter, because before she left she also felt the car keys in her pocket.
The company’s main goal is to provide a solution to the problem.
The company’s main business is to provide a wide range of products and services to its customers.
Meng Jianwei: “……”
The early morning someone wants to die, really can not stop.
—— off-topic — —
Small eight: so like the evening oh, feel to do what is so charming.
