Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 423 Subway, What a Spring! (1)
"It's the chairman." Han Minzheng didn't hide anything, and when he said this, he glanced at Song Qiyan: "Su Jin'an has a lover who is ten years younger than him outside, and that woman is pregnant."

Jin Ziqi couldn't help being surprised when he heard the news, Su Jin'an had always been a pious and honest man in her impression, why did he even do the thing of raising children outside?

But thinking about it, it was reasonable for Su Jinan to cheat.

What is Song Ranqin's personality?That's the all-important, feel-good queen!

There is a father who is the richest man, of course he doesn't take men seriously, he dispatches and scolds Su Jin'an like that, and he doesn't save face in front of others. I'm afraid as long as he is a man, he can't bear it.

"Just now, Su Jin'an took his lover on board the plane to Norway. It is said that...the last sum of money from Wenlong Real Estate was taken away. Su Jin'an has been busy transferring that money secretly these days, and it was all transferred to that place. Under the woman's name, even the divorce agreement with Ms. Song has been signed."

In other words, all of this was planned by Su Jinan?

After the accident, the first thing to do is not to deal with the crisis, but to leave a way for yourself and your lover?
"The money that Su Jin'an took away was to be delivered to the builder. Now, the builder has no money to pay migrant workers wages during the Chinese New Year. The first legal person of Wenlong Real Estate is Ms. Song, so..."

Han Minzheng didn't say any more, but everyone present understood what he meant.

If something happened to the company, who would you turn to if not the first legal person?

At the beginning, Song Ranqin embezzled the working capital of the Song family, even if he went to the court, he would not be involved in Su Jinan. After all, Su Jinan seemed to be just someone who ran errands for Song Ranqin, which was why he was still able to go abroad.

Perhaps even Song Ranqin didn't expect that the person next to her pillow would stab her so fatally.

Jin Ziqi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, sure enough, if he walks a lot this night, he will always meet ghosts.

The worst possibility is that a large group of migrant workers will go to the gate of the city hall tomorrow, and Song Ranqin will inevitably be invited to drink tea in the city hall.

She turned her head to look at Song Qiyan, but he didn't care about his high-hanging posture. Instead, he took a sip of beer comfortably, and when he put down the glass, he looked up at Han Minzheng: "Can the old man still sit still?"

Before Han Minzheng could speak, Song Qiyan's cell phone rang, and the rapid ringtone repeated over and over again.

Maybe it was too frequent, and people around turned their heads to look at it from time to time.

Song Qiyan didn't even glance at the phone out of the corner of his eye. He was drinking as usual. The phone was quiet for a while, then rang again.

Everyone else at the table seemed to agree, and no one urged him to answer the call.

After Jin gnawed a piece of corn, he smashed his mouth, licked every little finger, stood on the chair, and was about to get the second corn, but Song Qiyan snatched the whole plate away .

"Jin Moumou, if you eat any more, you will really become a fat man!" Song Qiyan deliberately pushed the plate away.

Jin Moumou's flat pink lips and big black glass-like eyes immediately steamed up. He turned his head and cried to Jin Ziqi. Before he could speak, Jin Ziqi fended him back: "Come, eat some green vegetables."

Looking down at the green leaves one by one, Jin Moumou wanted to cry but couldn't cry, and then cast a sad look at the three people on the opposite side, pitiful for everyone who succumbed to his papa's lust, but no one responded to his call for help!

"So-and-so, children should eat more vegetables, so that they can grow up healthily!"

Jin Moumou played the small vinegar dish loudly, silently protesting his dissatisfaction.

In the next second, there was a blow on the buttocks, and the gloomy laughter came from behind——

"Jin XX, you can throw the bowl on the ground, do you want to try it?"

Jin Moumou's round body trembled, and he turned his head angrily to stare at the man with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Papa, you said you are not a bad person!"

"I didn't say I was a good person."

Song Qiyan was so angry that Jin blew his hair. He sat on the chair with his buttocks puffed out, and his two small arms were wrapped around his chest. Unfortunately, because he was too fat and too short, his hands twisted for a long time without trembling together. .

Then, Jin was disappointed to find that no one at the table came to comfort his wounded heart!
The small mouth is pouted high, the expression is sleepy, the ears are drooping, and the big grape-like eyes are bony, looking at this and that, and finally slumped on the chair giving up.

The phone rang again undaunted, Jin Ziqi stopped chopsticks and looked at the lit screen.

"Papa, why don't you answer the phone? Do you want me to answer it for you?" Jin Moumou volunteered.

Without even thinking about it, Song Qiyan threw the phone over: "Then I'll pick it up for you."

Jin Moumou shook his feet cheerfully when he got the phone, and picked it up pretending to be sophisticated: "Hello?"

Then, he tightened his two small eyebrows: "Who are you looking for? I don't know him!"

Song Qiyan cast a sidelong glance at Jin who was shaking his head, and continued to drink without paying attention, while Jin, with a serious expression on his little face, hummed impatiently: "Oh, I said I don't know this person anymore!"

The corner of Jin Ziqi's mouth twitched, the person on the other end of the phone must have gotten angry, right?

Jin said several times that he didn't know each other, then hung up the phone resolutely, turned to Jin Ziqi and said, "Qiqi, it's so strange, so-and-so said he didn't know that person, and he kept asking so-and-so. "

Qing Qiao was amused by his old god's presence, and asked: "Then who is he looking for?"

"He said he was looking for Song Qiyan, but there is no such and such person in the certain family!"

Su Ningqiu was drinking tea just now, and couldn't help but choke, absolutely believing that this child did something bad on purpose...

Obviously, Jin Moumou vented all his anger after being oppressed by his parents on this phone call!

Jin put the phone away carefully, then put his two little hands on his knees, sat up straight on the chair with his round belly sticking out, pursed his mouth, and looked like a little grown-up.

In just one minute, Han Minzheng's cell phone rang.

Song Zhiren's suppressed anger came from the other end, "Tell Song Qiyan to come home immediately!"

After finishing speaking, before Han Minzheng could reply, there was a voice of "beep..." from the receiver.

Han Minzheng looked up at Song Qiyan questioningly. Song Qiyan lowered his eyelashes and stared at the beer in the glass. His bony fingers tapped the rim of the glass a few times. Han Minzheng could only wait quietly.

Not long after, Su Ningxue and Qiao Nan came back from the outside, and some snowflakes fell on their shoulders.

"Is the snow still outside?" Su Ningqiu couldn't help feeling a little worried.

(End of this chapter)