Pampered new wife: Song Shao, kiss gently

Chapter 118

"Yes, yes, call. I was so anxious that I didn't even think about such a simple thing." Because of Song Yiting's words, Su Xia calmed down and her thoughts became clear.

There are only two relatives around her now, Song Yiting and Qingqing. In addition to Mrs. Song whom she met today, there are really not many people around her who are sincerely good to her. What's more, Qingqing grew up with her all the way. , the good best friend who came here, the two of them are not relatives better than relatives, if it is really because of her own reasons that something happened to Qingqing, she will never forgive herself in her whole life.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered it.Su Xia was originally in a relaxed mood, but suddenly became tense.

She looked at Song Yiting a little at a loss, and the corners of her lips were tightly pursed, showing her complicated mood at the moment.

"It's okay, Xia Xia, if you don't believe in An Chen's ability, how can you not believe in Miss Duanmu's ability?" Song Yiting comforted Su Xia with a gentle and soothing voice while driving quickly.

"Well, yes, you are right. Qingqing will be fine. She has practiced taekwondo since she was a child, and few people are her opponents." Su Xia seemed to be comforting herself, and gradually she The mood really calmed down.

At this moment, Qingqing was dressing herself up. She was going on a date with An Chen to watch a movie in the evening, and her mobile phone was left in the living room.So Su Xia called, but she didn't hear it at all.

Just after dressing herself properly, Qingqing was worrying about what kind of bag to wear with her when the door of her house was slammed.

Qingqing looked at her watch, isn't it time yet? Why is this bastard An Chen in such a hurry? Isn't this disturbing the people by knocking on any door?

Qing Qing picked up a black bag with some displeasure, stepped on her high heels, and walked towards the door.

"Chou Anchen, what time is it, why are you in a hurry, you're looking for death." Qingqing said a little angrily, and opened the door as she spoke.

"Damn girl, who are you scolding?"

Suddenly, an old and sharp voice shouted cursing at Qingqing.

"Why are you, what are you doing here?" Qing Qing's originally coquettish expression suddenly sank, her beautiful and charming face was full of cold disgust.

"Huh, you uneducated dead girl, who wants to find you, you, hurry up and call Su Xia out, she must be here with you, hmph, how dare you not answer my phone and hide from me, I really think the wings are hard, I will not There is a solution, Su Xia, you little bitch, come out quickly." Mrs. Su acted like a shrew cursing the street.

"What the hell is your name? Think this is your home. Xia Xia isn't here. Wherever you come from, get out and don't disturb others." Qing Qing frowned tightly and closed the door of her house.

"Fart, Su Xia, that little bastard is not here with you, where can she go, Su Xia, get out of here quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for smashing Duanmu Qingqing's house, little bastard, get out of here quickly. "The old lady Su's sharp voice was full of anger, and she slapped and slapped the door.

"Who are you calling a bitch? I told you that there is no one you are looking for here. What else do you want to do? If you don't hurry up and mess around here again, I will call the police and sue you for disturbing the people." Qingqing said with a sullen and pretty face, Go forward and push old lady Su away from the door.

"You damn girl, you dare to push me, okay, let's see if I don't beat you dead," said Old Madam Su, raising her walking stick, and hitting Qingqing's body.

(End of this chapter)