Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 157: Father and Son Soldier! (3)
"The teacher said that so-and-so painted very well, and gave him a little red flower!"

So-and-so lay in Jin Ziqi's arms as if asking for credit. Jin Ziqi lived up to his expectations and patted his head: "So-and-so is really amazing, and he will definitely be a little painter in the future!"

Jin Moumou giggled and fell into Jin Ziqi's arms after hearing this, what a picture of a loving mother and filial son!

The mother and son completely ignored the man who was driving angrily while gritting his teeth!

After entering the gate of the main building of the Song family, the person who came out to greet her was still the steward named Minghui.

She respectfully bowed to Song Qiyan: "Eldest young master, the master is receiving guests, please wait a moment."

Maybe it was because Manager Ming conspired with Song Zhiren to plot against Song Qiyan, and Song Qiyan didn't have a good attitude towards her. He glanced at the porch behind Manager Ming and snorted coldly: "Who called again this time?"

As he spoke, he picked up XX in one hand and led Jin Ziqi to the living room at the end of the corridor.

"Eldest Young Master," Steward Ming calmly blocked the way, "You may not be happy to comment on these guests."

Song Qiyan gave her a cold sideways look: "I'm even more interested when you tell me about it."

Manager Ming's eyes flickered, but he obediently moved out of the way and let the family of three go to the living room.

The door of the living room was closed tightly, and there were two maids standing at the door, who greeted Song Qiyan respectfully.

Song Qiyan just ordered lightly: "Open the door."

"This..." The maid looked at Song Qiyan in embarrassment.

"It won't open, right? Then I'll kick it with my feet." After saying that, Song Qiyan really raised his foot and was about to kick it down.

The maid hastily pushed the door open and looked helpless at the very bad-tempered young master: "Young master, young mistress, please come in, young master!"

Jin Ziqi rushed to the maid who opened the door with a nod of thanks, and was dragged in by Song Qiyan.

Almost as soon as he entered, he saw Han Minzheng standing there like a straight pine tree.

I found a family of three at the door, their faces were as calm as ever, but they had already turned to lead the way.

In the magnificent living room, the further you walk in, the more you can hear the sound of music.

After turning a corner, he saw the guests Song Zhiren was receiving.

Song Zhiren was sitting with another old man, Song Ranqin was sitting on their left, unhurriedly peeling an apple with a rosy face, while Bai Sangsang was sitting on the right.

Jin Ziqi recognized the old man at a glance. He was about the same age as Song Zhiren. He was Bai Wenjin, the former head of the Bai family enterprise, who was Bai Sangsang's grandfather.

Bai Wenjin came to Song's house in person today, did he want to stand up for Bai Sangsang?
Jin Ziqi turned around out of the corner of his eye, and found that there was a three or four-year-old girl sitting beside Bai Wenjin.

Besides Bai Sangsang, Bai Zhanming also has a son, and this girl is probably the son's child.

"We're back." Song Qiyan shouted without waiting for Han Minzheng to report.

The few people sitting over there looked at this side with their eyes aligned.

When Bai Sangsang saw Song Qiyan and Jin Ziqi holding hands, his face became extremely ugly.

Especially when he saw Jin who was holding a little yellow chicken in Song Qiyan's arms, he snorted coldly and turned his face away.

Song Ranqin also stopped what she was doing, but she was not as difficult as before.

Maybe it's because people are in good spirits on happy occasions, and even the people they usually hate are more pleasing to the eye.

Song Zhiren and Bai Wenjin stopped talking, looked at Song Qiyan and Jin Ziqi who were standing, and just ordered in a flat tone: "Well, since you're here, sit down."

Jin Ziqi can understand Song Zhiren's attitude, if he treats her warmly in front of Bai Wenjin, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of Bai Wenjin?

Bai Wenjin also saw Jin Ziqi, raised his gray eyebrows, and said calmly: "You came so late, didn't the Jin family teach Miss Jin this rule?"

As soon as she comes in, she will show her off, how displeased this old man of the Bai family wants to see her!
Song Qiyan had already pulled her over, looked at Bai Wenjin and said, "Xiao Qi is already my wife, and she will naturally follow me when I come to the Song family, but Mr. Bai and Ms. Bai came so late, did they answer Mr. Bai's words?" ?”

What he said had a lot of truth in using his own way to treat another person's body, which caused the expressions of all the people present to change suddenly.

"Qiyan, why did you talk to Bai Lao?" Song Zhiren reprimanded in a low voice.

"How can I talk? I don't know how to bring my wife and children home and be judged by outsiders. Are you relying on your numbers or we shouldn't be here?"

Song Qiyan's rebuttal was unrelenting, and Song Zhiren's hand trembling while leaning on crutches.

It was Song Ranqin who suddenly stood up and acted as a good person: "Little brother, if you have guests at home, you should be careful, don't act like something, and let Lao Bai see it as a joke!"

"Madam Su has said it before, Mr. Bai is also a sensible person, if what Ayan said is right, Mr. Bai will not care about it."

Jin Ziqi quickly dismissed Song Ranqin's words, and turned to look at Bai Wenjin with a worried expression.

"I don't think Bai Lao is the kind of person who relies on the old to sell the old, and doesn't know right from wrong?"

These words seemed to be a compliment but a derogation, Bai Wenjin snorted heavily, and said to Song Zhiren: "I didn't know Mr. Song that your son and future daughter-in-law are so eloquent?!"

"Bai Lao is too much, we husband and wife are just fighting on the basis of reason, it is really a last resort."

Jin Ziqi answered with a slight smile, and the wrinkles on Bai Wenjin's face trembled, probably because he was angry.

Song Zhiren was also embarrassed by the words, and in a blink of an eye, he caught sight of XX who was playing with the little yellow chicken, and waved: "So-and-so, my little sister is here today, so-and-so can play with her for a while?"

When the topic involved children, the atmosphere eased a little.

Jin hid in Song Qiyan's arms, looked at Bai Fei'er sitting on the sofa with his big eyes, and snorted disdainfully, but Song Qiyan put him down: "Go, play with my sister for a while."

Bai Fei'er was wearing pigtails, and she was hiding behind her father-in-law and looking at Jin XX curiously, with sticky liquid dripping from the corner of her mouth, as if coveting XX's "beauty".

Jin Moumou reluctantly walked over, and didn't forget to look back at Jin Ziqi and Song Qiyan, only to find that the unscrupulous father was smiling at him and nodding: "Go."

"Hello, little brother!" Bai Fei'er looked at Jin Moumou, who had red lips and white teeth, and there was almost love in her eyes.

Apparently, he had a fabled fondness for Jin XX.

Seeing that Jin Moumou ignored her, Bai Fei'er struggled to get off the sofa, making a whimpering sound because her feet couldn't reach the ground, and her small body suddenly slid down.

(End of this chapter)