Who’s The Boss? - v2 Chapter 30
Aunt Gong came out of the villa and said that there was a visitor. Song Qingcheng entered the house and saw William on the side of the video doorbell. She was a little surprised, but out of politeness, she didn’t let people shut the door.
William didn’t come empty-handed. In addition to a bunch of buckwheat flowers, he also brought gifts to the two children.
Song Qingcheng took the bunch of flowers with both hands, turned and handed it to Aunt Gong.
Joice got a car model and did not forget to thank William. Rainbow was standing next to him, holding his gift-a salted egg superman doll with a scissor hand, looking at his brother’s model with big eyes, and then putting the salted egg Superman. Pass it over: “Change! Yun Bao wants a car.”
Seeing that his brother liked the model, Joice agreed without saying a word.
Just as he was about to exchange, Song Qingcheng came in with the kettle in his hand and happened to see this scene.
She has always disapproved of her children taking gifts that do not belong to him. Once some bad habits are formed, it will be difficult to correct them in the future. Therefore, the exchange process was interrupted mercilessly by her.
However, Song Qingcheng’s methods were not tough, and he only said to the two children: “The two toys can be exchanged and played together, but they cannot be quarreled.”
Having said that, she specifically named Rainbow Treasure.
The little guy looked up at her, as if he didn’t know why she called herself, Song Qingcheng patiently told him: “You are not allowed to bully your brother. Brother gives you his car to play because he treats you well, not like you. No I like this Superman, so I have to exchange it for my brother.”
She said, “Before going upstairs to play, remember to thank your uncle.”
William sat on the sofa in the living room without interrupting, watching the two children go upstairs one after another. The older one ran for a few steps, then stopped and looked back, waiting around the corner for the smaller one and the younger one holding the toy doll. Stepping up with short legs, one step after another, it is indescribably charming.
Not long after, there was the roar of children on the second floor.
Song Qingcheng retracted his gaze and sat on the solo sofa to entertain the guests.
William had already looked at the villa and said: “Your husband is richer than I thought.” After a pause, he added: “Although he likes to drive Beetles.”
There were some misunderstandings, Song Qingcheng felt that it was necessary to solve them.
Pour William a glass of water, she looked up, looked at him and said: “Mr. Ma, my relationship with my husband is not as disharmonious as you think, including his financial situation. I think Mr. Pei should have explained to you. .”
Even if he didn’t know before, after that night, Pei Ji would definitely tell him the identity of Yu Tingchuan.
William nodded: “I understand, you are not a vain girl.”
“…” Song Qingcheng.
Discovering that the focus was off, Song Qingcheng had no choice but to make it clear: “With regard to the model, I am very grateful to Mr. Ma for your appreciation of me, but I am really not interested in the short term. There is no interference from other people in the decision I made. My response to you after consideration.”
William put his right leg on his left leg and asked her, “Do you have no confidence in yourself?”
“It has nothing to do with self-confidence, but I never thought about getting involved in this industry.”
Song Qingcheng told the truth.
Besides–
She does not want to be too far away from her family.
If she went to Paris, she would not be able to take care of her studies.
William left without sitting for long. He came home in a humble manner. He put on his shoes and suddenly turned his head and looked at Song Qingcheng, who was seeing off at the entrance. His shoulder-length hair was tied in braids, and he was wearing cotton short-sleeved home clothes, even though his feet were The flat-bottomed cotton mop still looks tall and slim, but it doesn’t make people feel uncomfortable visually.
He said: “Before you turn 30, if one day you change your mind, call me.”
Song Qingcheng smiled, did not nod or refuse.