The wife is rebellious, and the boss surrenders obediently

Chapter 61 She is everyone's favorite

"Let me see how high you are floating!" Song Yizhuo was naturally unhappy because he couldn't see her.

What's more, Song Jianian knew her so well and they had a childhood sweetheart past.

But Song Yizhuo will not let them have a future where they can be in harmony with each other.

Qin Moli was too lazy to argue with him and went straight back to his seat.

He Sheng raised his hands and gave her a thumbs up, "Xiao Mo, is there anything else you don't know?"

"Of course!" Song Yizhuo glanced at her belly. She was pregnant with his child!
"I just played it casually, don't take it seriously." Qin Moli said calmly.

Song Jianian was very happy, "Mo Li, if you play casually, you can already be on par with Tang Zang, and the audience is cheering continuously. If you play seriously, there will be no one before you and no one after you. How can anyone else have a chance?"

Qin Moli was so flattered by his praise that she smiled like a flower, "Today's concert was really worth coming to."

Song Yizhuo snorted lightly: "Second brother, are actors so good at bragging?"

"Yizhuo, Mo Li is excellent in herself, I'm just telling the truth." Song Jianian recognized her abilities.

"Thank you, second brother. I also think I am very good." She and Song Jianian share the same ideals and work together to resist Song Yizhuo.

She really likes Bai Yueguang!
Song Yizhuo snorted coldly, and his cell phone rang. It was Wen Xin calling.

Qin Moli also snorted. He didn’t have a fiancée either!
He turned off the screen and refused to answer.

Soon, He Sheng's phone rang again.

He asked them, “What should we do?”

Song Yizhuo and Qin Moli said in unison: "Cold salad!"

Their eyes met and then separated in an instant.

Song Jianian looked at them and said, "Wen Xin, do you also want to come to the piano concert? Yi Zhuo, you are not doing a good job as a fiancé!"

Qin Moli added: "Yes! The engaged couple came to see Mr. Tang's piano concert together. How happy they are!"

Song Yizhuo was very angry. Seeing He Sheng still looking at him, he said unhappily, "Just make your own decision. Why are you looking at me?"

He Sheng felt that his main job was cannon fodder, and his secondary job was lawyer.

As soon as he answered the phone, Wen Xin heard the sound of piano music.

"He Lu, are you listening to the piano concert? I'm at the door too. Is Brother Yi Zhuo here? I saw his car in the parking lot."

Wen Xin was talking to herself, and He Sheng went to the door to pick her up.

Wen Xin ran over happily, "Brother Yizhuo, you also like to listen to piano concerts. I can play it, too. I'll play it for you next time!"

Song Yizhuo hummed lightly and said nothing else.

Wen Xin saw that Qin Moli was sitting at the table next to Song Yizhuo, and there was an empty seat next to her.

"Seventh sister, please sit in another seat! I will sit down with your third brother to listen to the concert."

Qin Moli smiled faintly: "I'm sorry, Princess Wenxin, this is where He Lu sits. If you want to sit down and listen to music, ask Third Brother to give it to you!"

She was the one who invited He Sheng to attend the concert, so why should she give him to Wen Xin?

As Qin Moli said this, he pulled He Sheng to his seat and did not allow him to give up his seat.

Wen Xin came here for Song Yizhuo, so Song Yizhuo should give up his position to her.

Wen Xin didn't dare to ask Song Yizhuo to give up his seat, so she asked the person on Song Yizhuo's left to give up his seat to her: "Hello, Auntie! I can compensate you ten times the ticket price, can you give up your seat to me?"

"Even if you ask for a hundred times the compensation, I won't give it up." The middle-aged lady was adorned with jewels and had an arrogant attitude.

Wen Xin had no choice but to look to Song Yizhuo for help.

He showed no mercy: "Don't you have a seat on your ticket?"

"I want to sit with you guys." Wen Xin felt a little aggrieved.

Song Yizhuo stood up: "Please sit down!"

"What about you?" Wen Xin had a bad feeling. "I still have work to do." Song Yizhuo clearly didn't want to see her.

"Let me accompany you to the company to work overtime." Wen Xin was about to go with him.

"No need." Song Yizhuo smiled obscurely: "You should learn more piano music!"

After he finished speaking, he looked at Qin Moli and said, "Secretary Qin, go back and work overtime."

"Yizhuo, let Mo Li listen to a concert to relax!" Song Jianian felt that his younger brother was cold and heartless.

"You can always have a chance to listen to concerts, but you can't work without Secretary Qin." Song Yizhuo adjusted his suit.

Qin Moli sat there without moving. She didn't want to go back to the company with him.

"Secretary Qin has difficulty walking? Do you need me to carry you out?" Song Yizhuo's tone was full of threats.

Qin Moli fully believed that this madman, Song Yizhuo, was capable of carrying her out in front of everyone.

"My legs were numb just now, but I can go now." She stood up without changing her expression and said goodbye to Song Jianian, "Second brother, I'm sorry, we'll go to the concert next time."

"Okay." Song Jianian nodded and watched her leave reluctantly.

Wen Xin smiled and waved at him, "Second brother is also here to listen to the piano concert?"

"Bring Mo Li here to relax." Song Jianian nodded slightly.

"Seventh sister is really the darling of the Song family. I think all the brothers dote on her." Wen Xin said this.

But in her heart, she believed that Qin Moli was a vixen who had bewitched all the men in the Song family.

He Sheng thought, Song Jianian also cares about Qin Moli, could it be that they are heading for each other?

In this case, Song Yizhuo will be in trouble.

He Sheng silently lit a candle for Song Yizhuo in his heart.

After Song Yizhuo and Qin Moli arrived at the parking lot, they remained silent all the way.

In the car, he looked at her bright red lips, lowered his head and kissed her fiercely.

Qin Moli couldn't push him away, nor could she resist.

She had no choice but to bite him back, and both of them had broken lips.

The blood and lipstick mixed together formed a raging fire.

Even though all the air in her lips was kissed away by him, there was still defiance in her eyes.

"What? Just because you're pregnant, I can't touch you?" Song Yizhuo licked his thin lips which were also broken.

"You'd better make the child die." Qin Moli is now desperate.

It was he who invited her to the concert, and it was also he who asked her to leave halfway through.

"Is it so painful to give birth to a child for me?" Song Yizhuo's eyes also turned bloodshot.

"If a man doesn't have children, of course he won't feel any back pain when he's talking." Qin Moli sneered, "Who doesn't feel pain when giving birth? The key is who you give birth to. The mood is completely different. If you are in a good mood, you will naturally smile through your tears."

"Do you want to give birth to a child for Song Jianian?" Song Yizhuo pinched her little chin, "If you didn't climb into my bed back then, you would have climbed into his bed, right?"

As soon as he thought of this, the picture came to his mind.

Her purity, her charm, her shyness, everything about her, was given to another man.

Qin Moli had tears in her eyes. She and he would never be equal.

Because from the moment she asked him to save her, she was labeled as his.

These times that can never be returned, these indelible marks, all became Song Yizhuo's notes that possessed her, displayed line by line.

No matter when you open it, the scene at that time can be flashed back with incredible accuracy.

(End of this chapter)