Marriage sleepy: less power to pet lightly

Chapter 194
practice?Song Zhiwei thought she had heard it wrong, and only after confirming it did she understand what Lin Qiong meant.

Dare she let herself go to her house as a "part-time worker" and want to torture herself by the way?
Does she think this is still the era of the Republic of China?Is he the little daughter-in-law who will compromise in order to marry into a wealthy family?

Song Zhiwei couldn't help but sneered, neither agreed nor refused, but asked, "Aunt Lin, is Uncle Wei at home recently?"

"He went to a nursing home." Lin Qiong said, "Why are you asking this?"

"Oh, so that's the case." Song Zhiwei nodded, it turned out that Wei Changkong was not at home, and Lin Qiong wanted to take the opportunity to "clean up" herself.

"Does Wei Xuan know that I'm going to his house as a 'servant'?" Song Zhiwei said ironically in a calm tone.

"What kind of servant, it seems that you not only have no tutor, you can't even speak." Lin Qiong taught dissatisfiedly, "If you really want to be with Wei Xuan, you should handle the relationship with his family properly, instead of relying on How much he likes you now, but he is incompatible with me. If you are a little smarter, you should understand the reason. "

Of course Song Zhiwei understands this truth, so she never thought of really fighting against Lin Qiong, but the other party's actions and statements were too extreme, which made her unable to resist tit-for-tat.

At this time, Sister Mei had something to do with her, and Song Zhiwei stopped talking to Lin Qiong: "I'll get to work first, and I'll reply to you later."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

"It's really rude!" Lin Qiong was furious when Song Zhiwei hung up the phone again. She wanted to call her son to complain, but Wei Xuan couldn't get through.

"Everyone is mad at me!" Angrily throwing the mobile phone on the sofa, Lin Qiong called Aunt Zhang to make her a cup of tea.

However, two hours later, Song Zhiwei called and said that she would come the next morning.

"Did you say something to Wei Xuan?" Although she "invited" him, Lin Qiong was somewhat skeptical about Song Zhiwei's willingness to agree.

"He's at work, I haven't contacted him." Song Zhiwei didn't want to explain too much to Lin Qiong, so she hurriedly explained when she would go to Wei's house tomorrow, and then hung up the phone.

When Song Zhiwei hung up the phone again, Lin Qiong was so angry that she wanted to throw the phone away, but she endured it, thinking that she would take care of Song Zhiwei tomorrow.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening when Song Zhiwei got off work, and Wei Xuan drove to pick her up.

"I'm exhausted today, my bones are falling apart." Sitting slumped in the passenger seat, Song Zhiwei rubbed her shoulders and complained.

Hearing what she said, Wei Xuan thoughtfully stretched out his hand to help her pinch her shoulder.

Song Zhiwei gently pushed his hand away, "Concentrate on driving, will you go back to work after you take me home?"

"Yeah." Wei Xuan nodded, in order to spend more time with her, he didn't drive fast.

"By the way, I'm on vacation tomorrow, so you don't have to pick me up." Song Zhiwei told him.

"Okay." Wei Xuan nodded again, and confessed, "Have a good rest."

"What are you resting for? I'm going to your house tomorrow, and I'll be at your mother's beck and call." Song Zhiwei revealed her plan to go to his house tomorrow.

"What?" Wei Xuan looked at her sideways, with a puzzled expression on his face.

So, Song Zhiwei told him about Lin Qiong's call today, and finally added: "It's not that your mother wants to take care of me when your father is not at home."

Of course Wei Xuan knew his mother better. He knew that Lin Qiong had no good intentions in asking Song Zhiwei to be an "intern daughter-in-law". No need to go, I told her."

Song Zhiwei shook her head, and said roughly: "Although I don't want to go, but your mother is right, we will become a family sooner or later, I should repair my relationship with her, at least not make her hate me more Don't worry, I didn't intend to go to your house to serve as a slave, but I just wanted to take the opportunity to have a good talk with her."

After listening to her explanation, Wei Xuan finally agreed. After all, his home is in a "military management area", which is much safer than her semi-open community.

Wei Xuan still showed up the next day, and he insisted on driving Song Zhiwei to the gate of his community.

"Call me if you have anything to do." Before Song Zhiwei got out of the car, Wei Xuan reminded her worriedly.

"Don't worry, can your mother still eat me?" Song Zhiwei smiled disapprovingly.

Of course, he wasn't worried that his mother would "eat" her, but he was worried that the two of them would quarrel, so he added: "Be more tolerant of everything."

Song Zhiwei squinted her eyes a bit "tastefully", "It seems that you are worried about your mother, not me."

"I'm worried about you." Wei Xuan immediately patted her head reassuringly.

Song Zhiwei rolled her eyes, "Okay, I won't tell you any more, you can go back to work, I'm going to 'report' to your mother, I will notify you in time if there is any 'battle situation'."

Wei Xuan pinched her cheeks funny and angrily, listening to what she said, and even the "battle situation" came out, is she planning to make it very intense?

After giving Wei Xuan a parting kiss, Song Zhiwei got out of the car.

Ten minutes later, Song Zhiwei rang the doorbell of Lin Qiong's house.

However, after 1 minute or 2 minutes, no one came to open the door.

Song Zhiwei froze for a moment, isn't Lin Qiong not at home?She wouldn't be playing tricks on purpose, would she?
After waiting for another 2 minutes, just when Song Zhiwei was about to turn around and leave, the door was opened.

Lin Qiong glanced at Song Zhiwei indifferently, and dropped three words: "Come in." Then she walked in again.

Song Zhiwei went in to change her slippers, and closed the anti-theft door.

As soon as she walked into the living room, she heard Lin Qiong say, "Go to the kitchen and wash the dishes first."

Song Zhiwei's expression suddenly became a little meaningful. It seems that Lin Qiong really thought she was here to receive "teaching".

Song Zhiwei went directly to the living room, and under Lin Qiong's glaring gaze, she sat directly opposite her, and explained her intentions: "Aunt Lin, I hope you don't misunderstand, I am not here today to order you around, I I want to have a good talk with you."

"What do you want to talk about?" Lin Qiong frowned, with displeasure written in his eyes.

"Talk about why you hate me so much." Now that there were only the two of them in the room, Song Zhiwei stopped going around and started the most sensitive topic.

Lin Qiong snorted coldly, and said the answer: "You are not worthy of Wei Xuan."

Song Zhiwei didn't get angry when she heard it, and she didn't even feel offended, because she was almost tired of hearing this sentence.

She smiled indifferently, "For now, only you think it's unworthy, and other people don't think so. By the way, since you value family status so much, you must think that our children don't deserve the surname Wei."

(End of this chapter)