The wife is rebellious, and the boss surrenders obediently

Chapter 285 Domineering Protection of Wife and Children

"Mom, I want one too." Song Jingman, who was influenced by her brother, also hugged Wen Xin's legs.

"Let's buy it now. We have plenty of money and don't need these broken things!" Wen Xin said in an aggressive tone.

However, Song Xingyu didn't listen at all. He felt that it would be embarrassing if he didn't get Xiao Digu's things.

"I want, I want, I want it! The toys I bought are mine, and I want his too!" Song Xingyu thought the whole world was at his service.

Wen Xin immediately coaxed him, "Okay, okay, it's all yours!"

She ignored the comments of the people around her and said to Qin Moli, "This is the great-grandson of the Song family. He is loved by everyone in the Song family. If you want something, you must get it. How much is your child's toy worth? Name your price!"

Qin Moli glanced at her coldly: "The Song family is in dire straits now, so stop smearing the Song family. The toys of my children are priceless treasures, you can't afford them!"

When she said this, people around her immediately applauded!
Even if there are just toys worth a few dollars lying on the ground, they are treasures for children. If you say you won’t give them to others, then don’t give them to others.

As a parent, Qin Moli is not a saintly person and wants to share his child with other naughty kids.

But Wen Xin is a person with no bottom line.

She asked her bodyguard to rob it!

Qin Moli protected Xiao Digu behind her, and when she was about to fight, someone also protected her behind her.

After Song Yizhuo accompanied Yang Shuixiang, he came to find the mother and son.

He pointed at the two bodyguards and said, "You eat the Song family's food and get the Song family's salary. What? Do you want to fight me?"

"Third Master, I'm sorry!" The bodyguard immediately retreated, "We dare not."

"Third brother..." Wen Xin shouted happily as soon as she saw Song Yizhuo, "Help your nephew and niece, they want toys."

"Is there water in your brain? Just find a pump to pump it out! If your brain was kicked by a donkey or pinched by a door, go and find trouble with the donkey and the door, don't come here to show off your presence!" Song Yizhuo scolded people without regard for the occasion.

Wen Xin's face turned red and white, "Brother Yizhuo, what do you mean?"

"He is my son. Why should I give him my son's toy to you?" Song Yizhuo touched Xiao Digua's head.

Wen Xin shook her head: "How is that possible? Even if she wasn't burned to death in the fire, her child would not be saved. The child she gave birth to is definitely not yours. Don't be fooled by her..."

"Shut up!" Song Yizhuo said in a deep voice, "In public, do you still have any sense of shame? You openly snatched other people's toys and acted as if it was natural! Take your child and get out of here!"

Song Xingyu, who had been rolling on the ground throwing a tantrum just now, was now scared to tears by Song Yizhuo.

A bodyguard quickly ran away holding a child.

Wen Xin was still reluctant to leave, "Brother Yizhuo..."

Song Yizhuo turned around and picked up the little sweet potato with one hand, "Are you hurt?"

"No." Little Sweet Potato shook his head.

Qin Moli also took a bag of toys and left.

"Little sweet potato, where did you get so many toys?" Qin Moli asked him.

"A grandma gave it to me." said Little Sweet Potato.

Seeing her puzzled expression, he said, "Because I saved an old man, grandma thanked me. Don't worry, Momo, I won't steal from others."

This made Qin Moli laugh, "I know."

Her cell phone rang, it was about work. She gave the bag of toys to Song Yizhuo and said, "Take him to the car first. I'll come over later."

The father and son got in the car. Little Digua played with toys for a while and suddenly asked Song Yizhuo: "Dad, am I your son?" Song Yizhuo was so angry that he laughed: "Whose son do you want to be? That crazy woman just now was talking nonsense. You are Momo and my son!"

"If you say so, then so be it! Anyway, you have money to spend on me!" Little Sweet Potato is very open-minded.

Song Yizhuo pinched his little face: "You heartless little thing! Just like your mother! But I don't know why, even though she dislikes me so much, I still like her."

Qin Moli answered the phone on the spot, "I see. I'll pay attention to Zhongtian Films that day and get back to you."

She put down her phone and saw two familiar figures.

Jiang Hua was pushing Song Zhenhua and slowly approaching her.

At that moment, when she saw Song Zhenhua, he looked a little older and no longer as energetic as before.

Time is not forgiving.

"Hello, Mr. Song! Hello, Mr. Jiang!" Qin Moli took the initiative to greet them.

Jiang Hua didn't expect to run into her, "Mo Li, how is your mother? Is she feeling better?"

"The doctor said that she is in good health, but her memory is disordered." Qin Moli sighed, "She can remember some things, but not others."

"Sometimes, forgetting is a good thing, as it prevents people from suffering." Jiang Hua also sighed.

She could never forget the death of her husband. Everyone knows that the living person is the one who suffers the most.

"Mo Li, why are you so estranged from grandpa?" Song Zhenhua said kindly, "Don't call me Mr. Song, you should still call me grandpa. If the fourth brother is still alive, he will definitely be very happy to see you grow up."

An old fox is an old fox. Just a few words can touch upon the heart of a young man.

Although Fourth Uncle Song didn't spend much time with Qin Moli, he once provided her and her mother with a home.

"Grandpa, how is your health?" Qin Moli changed his tone.

"I can still breathe, I won't die." Song Zhenhua said with a smile, but he was not in good spirits, "Mo Li, come back more often! I don't know how many times I can see you guys anymore."

Qin Moli inexplicably felt the sadness of parting, "We are all in Jinghai City, and we will have many opportunities to meet Grandpa."

"When I'm discharged from the hospital, Mo Li, come to my house for dinner?" Song Zhenhua took the initiative to invite her.

"Okay." Qin Moli really couldn't refuse, "I have something else to do, I'll leave first."

She arrived at the parking lot and saw the father and son playing with their new toys together.

Men really stay young until they die. Song Yizhuo played the game very seriously, with the same look as when he was reading a quarterly report.

Qin Moli would not easily mention his father in front of Song Yizhuo. His father's tragic death must have been the most indelible wound in his heart.

He will not forget, and cannot forget.

She was deep in thought when Song Yizhuo opened the car door. "What's wrong? Are you distracted?"

"When I answered the phone just now, I met grandpa, and he asked us to go home for a meal." Qin Moli said bluntly.

Song Yizhuo glanced at his son in the car and asked, "Take Little Sweet Potato with you?"

He could compromise, but she and his son were his bottom line.

"It's up to you to decide." Qin Moli did not object.

weekend.

Song Zhenhua was discharged from the hospital. He asked Jiang Hua to make a phone call to confirm whether Qin Moli would bring Song Yizhuo to dinner?
Qin Moli was with Tang Zang. Tang Zang was immediately unhappy when he heard this. "This damn old man, now that he knows how good our Moli is, he doesn't even need to beg you, but he wants to take advantage of you? The old man of the Song family is really bad! But, did my daughter suffer in vain?"