Doting his wife excessively, the CEO's husband is too fierce

Chapter 468 Surprise for you

Song Ziai sobbed, and it took him a long time to calm down. He sobbed in Qiao Yi's arms, and said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to hear these things. Go and tell my mother. He owes my mother this sentence."

Qi Tian nodded, and said with a serious expression: "Of course, the foster father also meant the same thing."

After Qiao Yi glanced at Song Ziai, he patted her on the back and comforted her in a low voice: "Let's go home."

Song Ziai nodded, Qiao Yi winked at Ken, who nodded knowingly to greet Qi Tian.

After Qi Tian took a deep look at Song Ziai, he sighed weakly, and followed Ken out.

In the car, Song Ziai hadn't calmed down yet, Qiao Yi's heart ached for the red and swollen eyes, Song Ziai consciously threw herself into Qiao Yi's arms, hugging him tightly around his waist.

Qiao Yi softly comforted: "Did I do something wrong?"

Song Ziai knew the meaning of Qiao Yi's words, and was blaming himself for whether he should take her to see Qi Tian, ​​whether he should let her know all this.

Song Ziai shook his head silently, and then said in a muffled voice: "I don't know, maybe it is, but now that I think about it, maybe this is what my mother waited for in the end. If it wasn't for you today, I might not have the courage to go Get back the sentence 'I'm sorry.' Thinking about it this way, I'm still quite unfilial."

Qiao Yi rubbed Song Ziai's head, pressed a kiss on the top of his head, and said in a slightly reproachful tone: "Who says you are not filial, my little love is the most filial, mom will be very happy if she knows."

Song Ziai didn't answer, but poked her head out of Qiao Yi's arms and asked hoarsely, "Can I change places? I don't want to go home."

Qiao Yi nodded, his eyes were full of tenderness and distress, and he said in a low voice, "Okay, where do you want to go?"

Song Ziai reported a place name, the driver froze for a moment, his face changed a little, then nodded to show that he knew.

It wasn't until Qiao Yi understood why the driver's expression was so ugly that she realized that Song Ziai had come to a cemetery. The daylight at noon was a little bright, and the old man at the gate was still very puzzled when he let him go.

After all, who would come to the cemetery at this meal time? !

Song Zi'ai skillfully led Qiao Yi to the grave of Song's mother. The woman in the photo smiled amiably, she was not very old, and the posture of a young beauty could be seen between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Mom, I came in a hurry. I didn't bring you the flowers you like this time." Song Ziai squatted down and half-kneeled in front of the cemetery, with a hoarse voice that seemed to be whispering.

The cemetery was silent for a while. Looking around, there was no one else in the cemetery except Song Ziai and Qiao Yi.

"Oh, he's Qiao Yi, the man I told you last time that I like and treats me well." Song Ziai took Qiao Yi's hand and made him squat beside her, and then happily Leaning on his shoulder.

"Mom, I'm Qiao Yi, Xiao Ai's husband." It was the first time Qiao Yi came to see Song's mother, and she seemed a little reserved.

Song Ziai chuckled, patted Qiao Yi on the shoulder and said, "My mother is not fierce, why are you so nervous?"

Qiao Yi didn't care, swallowed, and said without concealing his nervousness: "The son-in-law is always nervous when he comes to the house for the first time. This is human nature. Is there anything strange about it?"

Song Zi loves to smile and has crooked eyebrows. She has become quiet and obedient since she just entered the cemetery, probably because she came to see Song's mother, and the child's nature was naturally liberated.

"Don't you blame me for bringing you to see my mother now?" Qiao Yi had been busy before, and Song Ziai was not sure what the outcome of the flash marriage would be, so much so that he forgot to bring Qiao Yi to see Song's mother. Just over two months passed.

Qiao Yi deliberately looked a little displeased, and said: "If you don't let me bring me here before, it means that I did not do well enough before, and I am not qualified to see my mother. Bringing me here now means that I am qualified. You should... be happy, right?"

Song Ziai gave him a blank look, knowing that Qiao Yi was making ironic remarks against himself.

"Mom, in fact, I'm not just here today to bring Qiao Yi to see you, there's another thing."

When Song Ziai said this, his voice suddenly became dim, and there was a trace of sadness in his joyful eyes just now: "He came to me."

Song Ziai seemed to muster up his courage to say these few words without revealing who it was or what he had done to her.

But Qiao Yi knew that Mother Song must know what Song Ziai was talking about.

Qiao Yi glanced sideways at Song Ziai, and reached out to hold her hand. It was not as cold as before, which made him feel a little more relaxed.

"He said I'm sorry." Song Ziai was brought back to his senses by Qiao Yi's actions, then he glanced at him, smiled and said that he could do it, then took a deep breath, and stared softly at the photo of Mother Song on the tombstone , opened the mouth and said: "Mom, have you been waiting for this sentence of sorry for a long time? For so many years, you always come to my dreams, always sitting on the balcony and looking into the distance, is it just to wait for this sentence, or is it Are you waiting for him to come back?"

Song Ziai's voice was a little choking. In his memory, Mother Song always sat on the balcony every afternoon or after dinner, looking at the sky with empty eyes, as if she saw a farther place through that space.

Little Song Ziai didn't understand that the sadness and grief in Song's mother's eyes was not because of Song Tian's affair, but because of another man.

Qiao Yi has always been quietly by Song Ziai's side, listening to her talking about the past one after another, and occasionally Qiao Yi answered a few words.

More than half an hour passed, and the summer sunlight was too much. Even if Qiao Yi took off his coat to block most of the sunlight for Song Ziai, the ground was like a steamer, and Song Ziai's forehead was already sweating.

"Let's go." Song Ziai looked up at Qiao Yi. Because it was working hours, Qiao Yi was wearing a formal suit. Even if she took off her coat, she was already sweating profusely. She got up and rubbed her sore legs, and said: "Why didn't you tell me that you were so hot and sweating profusely, let's come again next time, just follow my willful way."

Qiao Yi took back his coat, set it on Song Ziai's head, and said with a smile, "Come to accompany Mom once, so I won't interrupt you."

Song Zi warmed up in love, looked at the sweat beads on the other's forehead, tiptoed to wipe it off for him, then took Qiao Yi's arm, helped him untie the cuffs, rolled up the cuffs, then untied his tie, and Unbuttoned two buttons.

Qiao Yi's figure is very good, and even his skin is a more masculine bronze color. At this moment, beads of sweat flowed from his forehead, slid down his neck to his collarbone, and Song Zi'ai's eyes glowed red.

After tidying up for him, he asked angrily, "You don't usually go to the gym, do you?"

Qiao Yi raised his eyebrows and asked jokingly, "Why do you ask that?"

Song Ziai rolled his eyes at him, and threatened viciously: "In the future, you are not allowed to go to that kind of public gym, and even if you go, you are not allowed to take off your clothes."

Qiao Yi smiled, he enjoyed Song Ziai's domineering possessiveness, especially for this person, this person's body!To some extent, Qiao Yi's mentality is quite masochistic...

"My wife has the final say, and I will only take it off in front of you from now on." Qiao Yi turned slightly, lowered her head and whispered hoarsely in Song Ziai's ear.

The scorching breath wafted into Song Ziai's ears and the heat of the sun made Song Ziai's face turn red all of a sudden. Seeing that he had already reached the side of the car, Song Ziai stepped on Qiao Yi's foot and ran towards the side of the car quickly .

Although her feet hurt, Qiao Yi felt pain and joy in her heart as she watched Song Ziai recover her emotions again.

He stood where he was, took back his suit and put it on his arm, then turned around and glanced at the cemetery over there, fixed on Song's mother, and promised in a low voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely treat her well. Protect her love her, don't let anyone bully her."

After finishing speaking, Qiao Yi bowed deeply to the tombstone of Song's mother, and then walked towards the car with firm eyes and steady steps.

Of course, Song Ziai didn't see this scene. The air conditioner in the car was very strong. Song Ziai found a bottle of water, opened it and took a few sips. When Qiao Yi got into the car, he immediately handed over towels and water, acting like a good wife.

Qiao Yi packed up, and then said to Song Ziai: "Let's not go back yet, you take me to one place, and then I will take you to another place."

Song Ziai froze for a moment, looked at Qiao Yi suspiciously, and wanted to ask where he was going, but the other party smiled and said nothing. He thought that the other party would always explain the location to the driver, but Qiao Yi just opened the partition and said, go there, the driver Just nodded.

Song Ziai was very depressed. The people around Qiao Yi, even the driver, could read minds!With just one look, you can tell what your youngest boss is going to do and where he is going.

Song Ziai couldn't find out, so he had to wait until the place. The car drove for more than an hour. He was afraid that Song Ziai would be hungry on the road, so he went down to pack two sushi. After Song Ziai finished eating, he had already arrived at the place.

Standing at the gate of the familiar neighborhood, Song Ziai felt a little dazed...

"Why do you want to come here?" The community is exactly where Song Ziai has lived for more than ten years. Since Song Tian moved her things away privately and canceled the lease last time, Song Ziai has not come back.

I didn't expect to come back again, but it was brought by Qiao Yi.

Qiao Yi got out of the car, still not wearing a suit, rolled up the cuffs and unbuttoned the neckline, revealing his sexy neck and collarbone, with his hands in his trouser pockets, his lazy appearance instantly attracted many men and women who came in and out of the community .

"Go up and have a look?" Qiao Yi held Song Ziai's hand and led her upstairs.

Song Ziai paced up and down to keep up, the road was still the same, the house was the same, even the dead potted plant at the door stood there intact.

But after Qiao Yi took out the key to open the door, Song Ziai was still wondering why Qiao Yi had the key, and was stunned by the decoration of the room when he turned around.

Everything is still the same as it was before, even the shoe racks at the beginning of the entrance are put in place, but the walls have been repainted, and some places have been repaired.

"How is this going?"

(End of this chapter)