Qianjin became popular by throwing money all over the Internet

Chapter 128 The Finale
After Song Yuwei returned home, she saw Jiang Cheng who was already deeply asleep on the bed.

It can be seen that he should be dreaming, and he will smile from time to time.

He is really innocent and cute like a child.

"Honey, when did you come back? I've been waiting for you for a long time, and I thought you wouldn't come back tonight."

Jiang Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and asked her.

Song Yuwei was a little surprised, wasn't he still sleeping just now?Why did you wake up in an instant?As if not asleep at all.

"I'm busy with a lot of things in the company today, so I came back a little late. What time did you go to bed? Did you wait for me there again? I told you, I'll be there as soon as I get off work." Come home, you must not stay up late."

Hearing that Song Yuwei wanted to blame him, Jiang Cheng shook his head, "No, wife, it's not what you think, I just think you're very unhappy when you come back too late and don't see me, I want you to be happy, so I'll wait for you After a while, I actually went to bed at 11:30, and I didn’t stay up all night! I obediently remembered my wife’s words.”

Song Yuwei smiled, and suddenly felt that he was even cuter.

Who doesn't like such a cute husband!
"Then you go to bed now, do you want to listen to a story? I heard that you listen to a story every time before going to bed. Did Ah Mo tell you a story tonight?"

Song Yuwei turned on her phone and searched for a bedtime story.

Jiang Cheng shook his head, "No, I'm waiting for my wife to tell me stories. My younger brother used to tell me the stories. Now I just want to listen to my wife. The stories my wife tells are the best stories in the world."

Song Yuwei couldn't help but burst out laughing.

She laughed and covered her mouth.

Seeing her like this, Jiang Cheng was a little confused, "What's the matter? Wife, why are you laughing like this? Do you think there is something wrong with what I did?"

Song Yuwei smiled happily, she waved her hand, "I just think your brother is very pitiful, I guess I'm thinking now, why do I look like a big wronged child?"

And Jiang Mo in the next room did indeed sneezed at this time, and then took his mobile phone and sent a circle of friends.

Jiang Cheng: "Who in the family wants to hear a bedtime story? I can come!"

Mu Yueqing liked it.

Mu Yueqing commented: "Me!"

Mu Yueqing made a video call.

"Damn, what are you doing up so late?"

Jiang Mo was a little surprised, it was strange to see her like this.

Don't girls go to bed very early?
"Didn't you say you can tell a story? Tell it, Miss Ben, you can listen!" Mu Yueqing took a big mouthful of watermelon, the juice was bursting, it was very delicious.

"Um, girl, why are you doing this?" Jiang Mo turned out the storybook with some confidence.

"Are you sure you want to listen?" He asked a little unconfidently before the lecture.

Mu Yueqing nodded, "Yes, what else?"

Jiang Mo looked at the stories about coaxing one or two-year-old children, and began to tell them.

"Once upon a time there was a girl named Mushroom. Mushroom is three years old this year. She carried five radishes in a small basket and walked to grandma's house. Suddenly she stopped because there was a strange uncle standing in front of her..."

As Jiang Mo was talking, he felt so sleepy that he yawned, but when he looked up, Mu Yueqing on the other side of the phone was watching him intently.

"Don't you think this story is naive and boring?" Jiang Mo was really curious. In fact, he meant to tease her a little bit. There are still many more story-like stories to tell.

But seeing her like this, he just wanted to tell her something very naive, to tease her patience.

But I didn't expect that she looked carefree, but she was actually so patient.

"Indeed, but the vividness of what you said made me feel less boring and less childish." Mu Yueqing spread her hands and said, her sincere eyes met Jiang Mo.

Jiang Mo swallowed timidly, and looked away.

"Aren't you sleepy yet?" Jiang Mo touched his nose and asked her.

"A little bit."

Mu Yueqing said so, but the movements under his hands unconsciously adjusted the alarm clock time for tomorrow to one o'clock.

"Although tomorrow is the weekend, don't you have to do other things?" Jiang Mo asked again.

"Yes, what can I do?" Mu Yueqing asked without answering.

"What time do you get up tomorrow? I still want to play golf and find a golf partner!" Jiang Mo suddenly had an idea, thinking that if he played with her tomorrow, he should win once and win every time. Press her!

"One o'clock tomorrow."

Jiang Mo:! ! !
"Damn it! Is it called getting up at one o'clock? What else can you do when you wake up at that o'clock? Isn't the whole day wasted?"

"What are you doing? Didn't you say play ball?"

After eating the last piece of watermelon, Mu Yueqing jumped off the chair and walked over to the bed.

"Tsk tsk, why is what you said so reasonable? Although golf will be better if you play it in the morning."

"Well... then it's settled. Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, oh no, I have to put on some makeup. Let's go play golf at three o'clock."

Mu Yueqing made her bed, drew the curtains, and waved to Jiang Mo on the other side of the screen.

The phone was hung up unilaterally by her, and Jiang Mo couldn't help complaining: "Cut, hang up so fast without even saying goodbye, the story is in vain."

The next morning, Mr. Jiang asked his aunt to make some jujube soup. Mrs. Jiang was naturally curious why he wanted something sweet when he didn't like sweets so much.

"Did Yuwei stay up late again yesterday? She came home late, right? Staying up late hurts her body, so she'll be fine with some tonic soup."

Mrs. Jiang's expression froze, and she couldn't react.

When did Mr. Jiang become so satisfied with Song Yuwei?

But it's no wonder that that woman knows how to win people's hearts so well, if she can make Jiang Cheng Jiang Mo like her in a short time, she can also make old man Jiang like her.

"That's good, then." She said reluctantly.

After breakfast, Jiang Mo kept watching with his mobile phone, and Mr. Jiang was a little unhappy.

"What are you doing? You know how to play on your phone all day long, and you don't put it down when you eat?"

"Huh? Oh, I'm chatting with my girlfriend."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone froze, as if the air froze in an instant.

"What did you say?" Mr. Jiang felt that there might be something wrong with his ears.

"Dad, I said I was chatting with my girlfriend."

Jiang Mo hooked his lips, looking at the chat records with Mu Yueqing, the two were discussing how to make Old Man Jiang think that Jiang Mo was a "good boy".

Because Mu Yueqing got up early this morning, Jiang Mo tolerated her getting up and coaxed her for a long time. In order to repay him, Mu Yueqing agreed to be his "fake girlfriend".

The purpose, of course, is to allow Jiang Mo to live a better life at home.

After all, he swallowed his anger these days, and was often complained by Mr. Jiang.

(End of this chapter)