Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 969

Song Yanshu's expression was a bit disappointed. The scene from yesterday's surveillance still flashed in Mu Qingqing's mind from time to time. She must have misunderstood. behavior.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingqing let out a long breath, and said, "When you were in school, Youran and I often visited some small handmade shops, if you don't mind, you can give me the other earring, maybe I can get someone to help me make a similar pattern like this, or at least make a couple."

"I think at the next meeting, the person who gave you the gift will be very happy if he sees that you can bring what she gave you."

Originally, it was just garbage that could be thrown away casually, such a thought flashed in Song Yanshu's mind, but at this moment, even if it is anything that can have something to do with Mu Qingqing, no matter how boring, Song Yanshu is [-]% willing to cooperate .

Whether it is important or not is just a sentence.

"Really, that's really great! Although the meaning is different, if it can make the person who gave the gift feel at ease, that's enough!" Song Yanshu showed a very happy look, and carefully handed the earrings to Mu Qingqing.

"Leave it to me!" Mu Qingqing patted her chest and promised.

"By the way, last night..." Song Yanshu hesitated to speak, after all, Mu Qingqing is a little abnormal today, the difference is that Song Yanshu didn't expect it to be about herself, and probably blamed all doubts on Mo Liancheng.

"Oh, I didn't feel well last night. I had a cold. I fell asleep drowsily after taking the medicine. I forgot to call you. I'm so sorry..." Mu Qingqing lied and prevaricated about the missed appointment last night past.But Song Yanshu didn't care about being let go by others, the only thing he cared about was Mu Qingqing.

Song Yanshu picked up the coffee that was originally brought to Mu Qingqing, replaced it with a bottle of hot milk, and handed it to Mu Qingqing, "Since you have a cold, don't drink coffee, drink this!"

"Thank you..." Mu Qingqing smiled, he was always like this, considerate and caring.

After the filming was over, Song Yanshu saw that Mo Liancheng's driver didn't come, and wanted to say that he was taking Mu Qingqing home, but at this moment, the phone rang crazily. Seeing that it was an unfamiliar number, Song Yanshu hung up casually. But the number was very persistent and kept calling, so Song Yanshu picked it up impatiently.

Just talking, Mu Qingqing had already hailed a car and left the set.

"Who are you!" Song Yanshu was not in a good mood, and he delayed the phone call for important matters. Naturally, Song Yanshu would not be happy, and his tone was quite stiff.

The other party reacted for a few seconds before speaking, and asked timidly, "Are you Song Yanshu?"

Song Yanshu glanced at the still unfamiliar number on the screen again, and responded, "Well, who is it?"

"Wow, it's really you!"

Hearing that the other party confirmed that she was indeed Song Yanshu, the girl on the other end of the phone raised her voice excitedly, raising her voice by more than an octave, "It's me, it's me, I'm..."

Halfway through the conversation, the girl suddenly remembered that Song Yanshu didn't know her name yet, so she simply followed Song Yanshu's previous nickname to her, and introduced herself with a little embarrassment.

Song Yanshu let out a long breath, rolled his eyes, "It's you, what's the matter?"

"Of course there is something to do. Didn't you say that you can fulfill your promise at any time? I'm ready to see when you're free!" Rather, it seems more appropriate to have a plan for Song Yanshu.

Song Yanshu was very annoyed, he always hated troublesome things, and even more troublesome women, especially the curly-haired little girl on the other end of the phone. In Song Yanshu's eyes, she was nothing more than a semi-illegitimate child waiting for an opportunity to play tricks. But the firepower is not strong enough.

"I'll see you at the entrance of the shopping mall at ten o'clock tomorrow." Song Yanshu's tone was cold, and he readily agreed.

"Okay, okay, see you soon, it doesn't count if you can't talk! I'll wait for you, see you tomorrow!" The girl's tone was so excited that Song Yanshu didn't even bother to roll his eyes, and hung up the phone directly.

At ten o'clock in the morning of the next day, Song Yanshu did not break his promise, but the person who fulfilled the promise was not himself, but an old man over fifty years old, Uncle An.

The scene at this time was extremely embarrassing. A well-dressed young girl was standing in front of the huge shopping mall with an old man in his 60s looking at each other.Uncle An's face turned green, thinking that the young master was clearly punishing himself.

But even though he was embarrassed, Uncle An still smiled politely, "Young master, I will accompany you shopping today, Miss. Everything in the KW mall, as long as you like it, the young master will pay for it, and you can enjoy it to your heart's content." Choose!"

The curly-haired girl looked Uncle An up and down, and clenched her fists angrily, "Where is Song Yanshu, why didn't he come!"

Uncle An smiled and said politely, "Master is very busy, I will do it for you today!"

"What are you? Song Yanshu doesn't count what he says!"

The girl called Song Yanshu again in a fit of anger, but within two seconds, the phone in Uncle An's pocket rang.The two looked at each other again, and the girl almost fainted from anger.

"Why is it your phone!"

Uncle An smiled awkwardly, with wrinkles all over his face, "The young master gave me the phone card, and he has already changed the number. Miss, don't waste your efforts!"

"Okay, pick whatever you want!"

The girl saw what Song Yanshu meant, so she became ruthless, pointed at the shopping mall building and said, "Go and tell Song Yanshu that I want this building!"

Uncle An was startled, and sighed, "Miss, I advise you to take it as soon as you see it, otherwise, let alone shopping, you don't even want to drink a cup of coffee here for free!"

"you……"

The girl pointed at Uncle An. If he hadn't been old, she might have yelled, "Do you think I care about such things? Tell Song Yanshu, this matter is endless!"

"Huh!" After finishing speaking, the girl left the mall angrily.

Uncle An shook his head and sighed helplessly, "What's wrong with the young girls nowadays, it's really too..."

Before the words were finished, the girl got into a car that was waiting at the door, and the driver who opened the door called her Missy.And Uncle An has a lot of research on cars. The replica of the Rolls-Royce Phantom at the door is not something that ordinary people can easily own with money.

(End of this chapter)