Chapter 422
Again this question.

Meng Yinyin sat by the bed, thinking about Song Tingyue who might be hiding on the bed, and said quietly: "Mom, Mo Ran is a nice person, he is like my own brother, it is very easy to be with him."

How could Su Ziqing fail to hear that Meng Yinyin was clearing up the relationship between her and Leng Muran.

She said earnestly: "Yinyin, don't think about Song Tingyue anymore. There is no way between you and him. Even if you can forget grandpa's death, his mother will still hate you."

"I know, Mom, go to sleep!"

Meng Yinyin leaned against Su Ziqing and closed her eyes.

Sometimes she doesn't want to face reality, but reality forces her to face it.

Su Ziqing lovingly touched Meng Yinyin's face: "Mom hopes that you can marry Moran. I watched Moran grow up. I know his personality best. You will be very happy in the future if you marry him. He will marry you." Love the children as if they were your own. How nice it is for us to live together as a family."

It's really good for a family to live together, but she doesn't like Leng Moran!

Meng Yinyin said: "Mom, I won't get married in the future, I just have you and my children."

"Stupid child, how can you not get married? A woman needs a man to love her in her life. Those men outside are worse than the other. I think Moran is the most reliable. I can rest assured that I will leave you to Moran."

Song Tingyue, who was lying under the bed, heard Su Ziqing say "silence" and pushed his wife to other men.

Tolerable or unbearable!
For the daughter-in-law and children, go all out!
Su Ziqing turned to turn off the light when she suddenly saw a person standing beside the bed.

"Ah..." She cried out in shock.

Hearing her mother's scream, Meng Yinyin opened her eyes suddenly, and she was terrified when she saw Song Tingyue.

Didn't he hide well, what did he come out for?
Killed by him!
Su Ziqing's face was pale, she sat up, looked at Song Tingyue, then at Meng Yinyin.

Seeing that Meng Yinyin was not surprised, she was trembling with anger: "Yinyin...you...you actually hid the surname Song secretly in the room, how dare you say you didn't think about him?"

"Mom, listen to my explanation..."

"Stop talking, I don't want to hear it."

Song Tingyue said calmly, "Auntie, I sneaked in. It's nothing to do with Yinyin. I'm here to take her away tonight."

"I won't allow you to take Yinyin away!"

Su Ziqing jumped up and stood in front of Meng Yinyin.

She said angrily: "If you dare to take Yinyin away, I will fight you hard!"

Meng Yinyin didn't want to make her mother angry, her face was wrinkled into a ball.

"Song Tingyue, you go, I won't go with you." Meng Yinyin took Su Ziqing's hand: "Mom, don't be angry, I will always be by your side and I won't go anywhere."

"Good boy!" Su Ziqing hugged Meng Yinyin and patted her head in comfort.

Su Ziqing's shout attracted Leng Yuanshan who was about to sleep.

He didn't even bother to knock on the door, and opened it directly.

"Ziqing, what happened?"

When he entered the door and saw Song Tingyue, his face suddenly sank: "Why are you here?"

The security system, which costs millions of dollars every year, is useless, and no one knows that Song Tingyue came in.

These idiots!

Song Tingyue didn't feel embarrassed about being raped, his expression didn't change and his heart didn't beat.

He calmly said, "Uncle Leng, I plan to stay at your house. There is no need to arrange another room for me. Yinyin and I can just share a room."

If Meng Yinyin didn't go with him, he had no choice but to stay.

In order to get his wife back, he also went all out.

What is the skin?
I do not know!

never seen it.

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