Wealthy and hot wife: stunning husband does not love enough

Chapter 493 The Worst Thing Is Fearing Is Getting Troubled

Song Siqiao pushed him back, and pointed at the middle-aged woman furiously: "You are educated by yelling at a child? I think your body shape and complexion are at least forty, right? You are as old as an animal." I'm telling you, I won't leave today! See what you can do!"

After finishing speaking, he sat down and shouted, "Boss, where's my noodles? Serve them quickly!"

"Hey, okay." The shop owner wiped the sweat off his brow, then turned around and ran to the kitchen.

The middle-aged woman's chubby body trembled slightly, then turned around and walked to the table next to her: "Husband, did you hear that? This woman bullied me!"

Song Siqiao turned her head to look, and saw a sturdy bald man sitting beside him with a little boy.

After hearing her words, the man walked over with a fierce expression on his face, and sat down opposite Song Siqiao without saying a word. He just reached out to pick up the iron box containing the chopsticks, took out the chopsticks inside, and squeezed hard with both hands, The round iron box instantly became flat.

Then she threw it in front of Song Siqiao, and said expressionlessly, "Apologize to my wife."

Song Siqiao blinked, and the middle-aged woman was full of pride: "Let me tell you, my husband has a bad temper. Once he loses his temper, even I can't persuade him."

"Oh--"

Song Siqiao nodded, stood up and found two identical iron boxes from the table behind, and then squeezed one in each hand, and the two iron boxes instantly turned into two thin iron sheets.

The smile on the middle-aged woman's face suddenly froze, and she swallowed hard: "You..."

The bald man was also taken aback, staring at Song Siqiao's hands in disbelief, then stood up hastily: "I don't want to eat, I just remembered that I still have something to do."

The middle-aged woman hurriedly echoed: "Yes, yes, I won't eat. In fact, I'm not too hungry, so let's go."

The two talked and took the child to the door.

"Stop." Song Siqiao yelled, and then walked towards them, "Apologize to my child, otherwise I won't even think about leaving this door today."

The chill in the tone made the two of them shudder at the same time, and had no choice but to turn around and walk in front of Hans.

"I'm really sorry, kid, uncle is playing with you."

"Yes, yes, Auntie always owes her money, so don't take it to heart. How about a treat today, Auntie?"

Hans looked at them, then at Song Siqiao, and finally nodded silently.

The couple immediately breathed a sigh of relief, rushed to settle the bill and left.

At the same time, the shop owner brought over two bowls of steaming noodles, and Song Siqiao looked up at him: "How long can we eat?"

The shop owner was nervous: "Whatever, you can eat whenever you want. If anyone has any objections, I will drive them out immediately!"

Song Siqiao waved him to go down, and then looked at Hans seriously: "Why didn't you fight back when you were bullied just now?"

"I... afraid of causing you trouble." Hans whispered.

Song Siqiao leaned closer to him, and said righteously: "I, the last thing I fear is getting into trouble! If people don't offend me, I won't offend them, understand?"

Hans nodded obediently, and Song Siqiao continued to talk. The next moment the phone rang, she picked it up to look at it, and then picked it up: "Hello? Mom, why did you remember to call me?"

Li Li's faint voice came over: "If you can't remember to call me, if I can't remember to call you again, don't we have to cut off contact between mother and daughter?"

Song Siqiao laughed dryly: "No, I wanted to call you just now, but you called, which shows that we, mother and daughter, have a good understanding."

"Stop being so talkative, are you in school now?"

"No."

"Where is it when you're not at school? Did you get into some trouble again?"

"Really not, I look like someone who will cause trouble!"

Hearing this, Hans on the opposite side raised his head and glanced at her silently.

(End of this chapter)