Who’s The Boss? - Chapter 473

“Ms. Jiang and I are not familiar with each other, and this time I only met with each other.”

Song Qingcheng: “Ms. Jiang feels that she is defending the marriage. Did Miss Jiang really understand Shen Zhi before defending? Or did Ms. Jiang think that your fiance is like an object or a pet, as long as you have ownership of it? Can you completely ignore his feelings?”

Jiang Ning’s face became more and more ugly.

Did she get to know Shen Zhi seriously?

Jiang Ning asked himself, and the answer was self-evident.

Most of what she did was for her own consideration. Whether it was Lu Yunxuan or Song Qingcheng, she liked Shen Zhi, so she didn’t allow other women to get involved. In the final analysis, it was just her own monopoly.

Jiang Ning didn’t want to be passive and retorted: “I just hope that he will put aside the past and live his life well, instead of thinking about the spring and autumn all day long.”

“Miss Jiang is a few years older than me. There are some things I shouldn’t say. Although Shen Zhi and I have had a past, the proportion of love in that past is very small. In my eyes, it’s more like Similar to the feelings of loved ones.”

Song Qingcheng said, “I and Shen Zhi were separated before I knew what love is. When I came out of that place, he and Lu Yunxuan were married. We were almost strangers. Without Ms. Jiang, some things would have passed. Now it was turned out, I didn’t expect such a day. As a wife, I don’t want to shame my husband. As a mother, I don’t want to be a black spot for my child, let alone influence his future.”

Jiang Ning did not answer.

“Not every girl is born like Ms. Jiang. In reality, most girls can only exchange their sincerity for their love and marriage. I don’t know exactly what Shen Zhi wants. When he stands When he said those words at the welcome ceremony for the freshmen of Nantah University, he seemed to be back in the courtyard. At that time, he did not take fame and profit too seriously.”

After that, Song Qingcheng looked at Jiang Ning again: “Since Shen Zhi knew that he was the adopted son of the Shen family, he always wanted to prove himself. Therefore, he would be with Lu Yunxuan back then. Later, I gradually understood that because some things were me. He can’t give it to him in his whole life. But now, he chooses to leave Nancheng, which shows that after he got those things, there is no such thing as his wish. It also made me believe that I should cherish the present, because not every emotional transaction can be completed. the result of.”

“Are you very happy now?” Jiang Ning’s expression was mocking.

Song Qingcheng nodded, and there was nothing to deny: “I have a husband who loves me. He is still a teacher in my heart. He has taught me a lot. Our child has been born for 18 days. He is a good father. As long as he is at home, he takes the child. I have more time than me, even if I am breastfeeding my child, the child is obviously more attached to his father.”

At the end of the speech, Song Qingcheng met Jiang Ning’s gaze and slightly curled his lips: “I like my life very much. I never thought about changing this situation. Although it’s a little flat, as long as the person I love is around, I live. It’s not too boring for me.”

Jiang Ning’s throat moved slightly, and the sarcasm had long since faded from his face. Looking at the girl in front of him, even if she was seven or eight years younger than herself, the other party was much more mature than herself in terms of attitude towards life.

Standing up, Jiang Ning left the villa.

Song Qingcheng sat on the sofa, did not see off the guests, nor looked back.

Aunt Gong cut the fruit and brought it out, but did not find the customer. Song Qingcheng looked at the puzzled Aunt Gong and smiled: “That Miss Jiang is leaving first. Let’s take the fruit to the study room upstairs.”

Before long, Yu Tingchuan and Jiang Heng also came downstairs.

When Jiang Heng learned that his daughter was gone, his face was a bit ugly. Before leaving, he apologized: “Her mother and I are the only child, and the family is strict enough. I was surprised that we did not teach her well, which is also our parents’ debt. If there is any rudeness, I can only ask you not to be familiar with her.”

When Yu Tingchuan finished sending people back, Song Qingcheng was already standing in the hallway.

She clasped her hands behind her back, and the sleeves of the linen shirt were rolled up, revealing her white and slender forearms. She looked at Yu Tingchuan and said, “I don’t blame that Miss Jiang this time. She was **** off by me.”

Yu Tingchuan laughed, and then asked her: “What did she say made her leave without saying goodbye?”

“I didn’t actually say anything.”

Song Qingcheng said, “Just let her know that I am happy now.”

Yu Tingchuan stared at her star-studded eyes under the light, with a gentler expression on her face, as if she had a smile. After changing the cotton and dragging, he took his wife’s shaved shoulders behind him: “Since it’s the truth, then Don’t worry about what she will pursue.”

“Of course I am telling the truth.”

“Just tell the truth.”

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng pursed his lips and smiled.

Yu Tingchuan looked down at her: “What are you laughing at?”

Song Qingcheng shook his head: “It’s nothing, but I’m in a good mood.”

Yu Tingchuan smiled unconsciously.

Song Qingcheng suddenly asked, “When will Yu Chengye live here?”

In recent waves of public opinion events on the Internet, even if she did not take it to heart, her emotions would inevitably be affected. Especially after Shen Zhi left, her chest was like a stone that was not light or heavy, but I saw it tonight. Jiang Ning, the moment Jiang Ning got up and left, the depression went away.

It seems to be really relieved of those past.

“Since he lives here, he has received a lot of couriers every day, and everything is desperately moved into the room. Aunt Gong takes out the trash at night and is full of buckets. She is also picky about eating. Aunt Gong wants to let him have a good bowl. For meals, he thinks about what to cook every day. He eats so lazily, which greatly affects the atmosphere of the family.”

Listening to Song Qingcheng’s dissatisfaction complaint, Yu Tingchuan Congshan Ru Liu said: “Then let him move out tomorrow.”

“…” Song Qingcheng.

Seeing her silently, Yu Tingchuan asked, “What’s the matter?”

“…I didn’t expect you to promise so quickly.”

After all, it was his younger brother, even if he was not a compatriot. Song Qingcheng thought that since Yu Tingchuan acquiesced to Yu Chengye to live, now, as long as Yu Chengye does not pack his luggage and leave, as the elder brother, Yu Tingchuan is unlikely to drive people away.

During the conversation, the couple returned to the bedroom.

Yu Tingchuan sat down by the bed and unbuttoned another shirt button. What came to mind, asked Song Qingcheng to come over, and when she approached, he pulled the person onto his lap and asked her, “Where do you want to have the full moon wine for your child? Hotel?”

There are still more than ten days before the child’s full moon.

Song Qingcheng felt that it was a bit early to think about it, but Yu Tingchuan said: “The hotel needs to make an appointment, and the guests have to notify in advance. Now it’s uncertain, and it will be in a hurry.”

“Then do it whatever you want.”

Song Qingcheng: “You don’t need to do a big deal, and the children don’t know, it’s not the adults who are busy in the end.”

“Then set up 20 tables and only invite friends and relatives who are familiar with each other.”

Yu Tingchuan was almost the final word.

Song Qingcheng had no objection. There were not many relatives and friends she wanted to invite, but the Yu family’s family background was there. It was impossible for them to be like ordinary people.

Three days later, Yu Chengye moved out of Park No. 8 on Yunxi Road.

Seeing him carrying a large bag and a small bag, and walking along with a bunch of bananas before leaving, Song Qingcheng’s guilt caused by making a small report suddenly disappeared.

Later, Song Qingcheng learned from Xu Dong that Yu Chengye had moved to the apartment of City Star.

Song Qingcheng lived in that apartment for a while.

After all, Yu Tingchuan didn’t really care about this half-brother.

It was the end of the month to learn that Lu Yunxuan committed suicide by taking medicine.

Although the online public opinion is suppressed, the impact is still there. Song Qingcheng will know the news, and Xue Min told her.

On September 28, Xue Min came to Nancheng.

She went to visit Lu Xishan first, and only came to the No. 8 Garden of Yunxi Road in the afternoon.

Compared to the few months in Yurao last year, Song Qingcheng saw Xue Min again. There was some distance between the two, but this distance gradually disappeared as they talked.

Xue Min said that she is about to take over the family’s business and has already approached several bosses. The other party intends to build a clothing brand and take the high-end boutique route. It is currently being planned. Not surprisingly, she will rent counters in several large shopping malls in Nancheng next year. Try the water first.

There are many shopping malls under the name of Hengyuan Group.

So Song Qingcheng answered: “At night, I will help you ask Tingchuan, he should know which shopping malls are more suitable.”

Xue Min came here today, not to take advantage of Song Qingcheng.

However, since Song Qingcheng mentioned it, Xue Min did not pretend to say no. She knows how Song Qingcheng is. She is not the kind of enthusiastic personality, but if there is anything wrong with a friend, as long as she is within Song Qingcheng’s ability, she will do it. Give a helping hand.

After a while, Xue Min talked about Lu Yunxuan’s suicide: “Your uncle told me this morning.”

Song Qingcheng was in confinement recently and it was difficult to go out, so he never visited Lu Xishan.

“Your uncle said that your aunt had gone to him. Lu Yunxuan and her were in love with her nicknamed Mu Shaoan. They planned to get married. Because of the Internet, the Mu family disagreed.” Xue Min can only say something. Probably: “Lu Yunxuan and Mu Shaoan had a quarrel. Mu Shaoan went out to drink with a friend. After getting drunk, she slept with a young lady and took the person back to her residence. Lu Yunxuan went to look for him, and happened to touch him.”

“Your aunt said that after Lu Yunxuan went back, she had a mess at home. The mother and daughter had another fight. Mu Shaoan came to look for her. She didn’t see her, and then committed suicide by taking sleeping pills in the room.”

Lu Yunxuan’s experience was not miserable, Song Qingcheng would not comment.

Speaking of Lu Yunxuan, Xue Min remembered another thing: “A few days ago, I met people from the Yu Rao Procuratorate at the dinner. They talked about your case. I heard what they said was that the part of the crime of intentional wounding, maybe It needs to be investigated again, but it is still uncertain.”

Song Qingcheng’s action of drinking water stopped, and Xue Min said again: “The former Secretary Yu Rao who was transferred, personally called Yu Rao here. His son is much better now. He is not as unconscious as he was in the past. The one who clashed with him was Shen Zhi.”

“Do you believe in justice?” Song Qingcheng asked suddenly.

Xue Min was startled, and then replied: “It doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not, as long as you have it.”

Song Qingcheng did not refute what Xue Min said.

Because this is the reality.

She should be thankful, fortunate to have such a result.

That night, Song Qingcheng personally cooked a pot of soup. Borrowing Shen Che’s previous words, she was a natural master of dark cooking, and she could confuse salt and MSG after cooking soup.

Aunt Gong refused to let her touch the knife, so Song Qingcheng was only responsible for putting the cut ingredients into the pot.

Aunt Yu was holding her baby and couldn’t help but smile when she stood on the side.

Song Qingcheng closed the lid of the pot and turned to look at her baby son. The little guy was lying on Yu’s shoulders, not asleep, nibbling on his little hand boredly, and found Song Qingcheng’s gaze, as if he knew that this was the woman who was feeding him. She grinned appreciatively, revealing her pink gums, and her milky voice was so cute.

When the male host came back from get off work, he walked into the restaurant and saw a table full of dishes.

Aunt Gong told him specifically that the pot of soup was made by his wife.

Song Qingcheng was a little embarrassed and urged Auntie Gong and Auntie Yu to take turns to eat first. When there were only the couple left in the restaurant, she explained: “Xue Min comes home in the afternoon. I learned borscht from her.”

With that said, she has passed the chopsticks over.

Yu Tingchuan looked at Tang with warm eyes, and then raised his head to look at her: “What’s the pleasure of cooking?”

“Could it be that I wanted to cook you a meal, so I cooked the soup?”

Yu Tingchuan smiled upon hearing this.

Later, he said: “I like to cook, and I will definitely manage the family in the future.”

Song Qingcheng suddenly leaned down and kissed Yu Tingchuan’s left cheek. The kiss was a little heavy, with a chirp, and then looked at him intently and said, “Today is actually to celebrate the four hundred days we know each other.”

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400 days? Nonsense…

After Mrs. Yu became a model, she went abroad to develop. After learning about it, Mr. Xiao Yu, who was two and a half years old, launched his own’Ferrari’ from the garage and decided to find her mother. Intercept.