The reborn wife is beautiful and ruthless

Chapter 470 How Beautiful

"Big sister can look at this matter so positively. Thank you for my help. Of course, I am the happiest, but next time, the powder on your face must be thicker, otherwise, I will see the pimples on your face." Scars." Song Ci said with a smile.

Song Yueqing pretended to be innocent and wanted to make Song Ci angry, but it was a pity that from the first time Song Ci saw Song Yueqing, she had already seen her scars covered under the thick foundation.

——This was obviously caused by Song Zhensheng's beating in the hospital last time, and he hasn't recovered yet.

Even though she was wearing delicate makeup, Song Ci could still vaguely notice the bruises on Song Yueqing's face, which made people feel painful.

So in exchange for a chance to go home with a beating, Song Yueqing's presence at Song Ci's place is not considered a win.

Hearing Song Ci's words, Song Yueqing's complexion also froze suddenly, and after twisting for a while, she smiled ferociously and said, "I didn't expect Xiao Ci's eyes to be so sharp, okay, I will listen to the opinions and put more powder on it." , now I still have something to go to the company to deal with, so I won’t talk to you any more, you can do it yourself.”

"Thank you, Big Sister, for your instruction." Song Ci said lightly, "See you next time."

"Yes," Song Yueqing responded lukewarmly.

As soon as the words fell, she finally got rid of the hypocritical smirk on her face, and walked out of the living room angrily, and soon disappeared.

At the same time, when the upstairs door rang, Yu Zi opened the door and walked out——

Obviously seeing the scene where Song Ci and Song Yueqing were talking just now, but they just hid and didn't show up. Yu Zi saw that there was no one around, so she nervously praised Song Ci: "Miss Song Ci, you are worthy of being in front of Song Yueqing. You can also be so calm, it's amazing!"

"..."

Song Ci was speechless for a while, and the next moment, she stepped forward and brought Yu Zi into the room: "Are you very afraid of Song Yueqing now?"

"Yes, a little bit, because I hurt her really badly last time, so Song Yueqing has returned home during this time, I always think she will find a chance to hurt me!"

Yu Zi said anxiously: "And after returning home, Song Yueqing was very attentive to Song Zhensheng, and softened Song Zhensheng's displeased attitude."

"Song Yueqing is Song Zhensheng's biological daughter after all. I worry that after a long time, Song Yueqing has regained her previous influence in the family, and I will be bullied like before. So Miss Song Ci, what do you think I should do next? "

Because of Song Yueqing's deep scheming, although Yu Zi was lucky enough to win twice in front of her, but after all, she is young and not courageous enough, so it is inevitable that she will be a little timid after a long time.

This is to be expected.

If it wasn't for Song Ci's extra life, it would be inevitable that he would feel frightened if he had to deal with a big devil like Song Yueqing in this rebirth.

But now Song Ci is not afraid of Song Yueqing, so she looked at Yu Zi calmly, and asked in a deep voice, "Now that you are back from the hospital, how does Song Zhensheng treat you?"

"Sir is very kind to me." Yu Zi said shyly: "He likes my service these few nights, and even said that he wished to die on my body."

"..." She didn't want to know these details.

Song Ci almost vomited. After a few seconds, she barely resisted the urge to feel sick, and then she frowned and looked at Yu Zi and said, "Song Zhensheng's love for you is now your greatest reliance. Aren't you afraid of Song Yueqing? Then let me teach you One way to suppress Song Yueqing is also very simple."

"Really, Miss Song Ci, tell me quickly, and I will definitely do it!" Yu Zi said excitedly.

Afterwards, Song Ci also spoke out the method in a low voice, Yu Zi's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he nodded hastily.

After explaining the matter almost, Song Ci also left Song's house and returned to Huo's house before Song Zhensheng returned home.

Unexpectedly, after entering the door, Song Ci saw Xiao An'an drawing pictures on the coffee table, but when he saw Song Ci entering the door, he went uncharacteristically and did not take the initiative to show the painting to his mother, but hid it behind his back.

So this also aroused Song Ci's curiosity, so after changing his shoes and entering the house, Song Ci walked up to his son, tapped his cute little nose and asked, "Did An An draw her mother's unattractive appearance, so she hid it?" Don't want to show it to mom?"

"Mom doesn't look bad." An An pouted and said, "Mom has always been good-looking, I just drew what I imagined my mother would look like."

"Imagination?"

"Ah."

Xiao An'an blushed in embarrassment, took out the painting and said: "I heard from my father that my mother and father are going to get married soon. Teacher Pang told me that when we get married, my mother will wear a very beautiful white wedding dress. Did An An After seeing it, I wanted to draw with my imagination, but my drawing is not good-looking.”

That's why he hid it just now.

But listening to his son's heart-warming words and looking at the beautiful pictures, Song Ci didn't feel that An An's paintings were not good-looking at all. On the contrary, Song Ci felt that An An's paintings of herself were too beautiful!

Although children's brushstrokes can't be as mature as adults, but on the white paper, Song Ci felt that the white wedding dress that An An imagined for herself had a special sense of design, with layers of lace, like a noble and elegant princess, Very beautiful!
It is said that how beautiful the mother under the child's brush is, it represents how much the child loves you.

So when she saw this painting, Song Ci's eyes couldn't help turning red, and then she hugged Xiao An'an. Song Ci not only encouraged him happily, but also kissed him several times, expressing her love for this painting seriously. The love of drawing.

So they sat in the living room happily and harmoniously, and they were inseparable from the filial piety of mother and son.

When Huo Beiyao came home in the afternoon, he saw Song Ci holding the painting and couldn't put it down, while An An was teaching early education in the study, so he was not in the living room.

He approached Song Ci, saw the woman in the wedding dress, and asked with a smile, "Is this drawn by your son?"

"Well, he said he imagined me in a wedding dress like this."

Song Ci's eyes warmed and said: "I was not very keen on choosing a wedding dress, but after seeing the picture my son drew for me, I suddenly had the urge to buy a beautiful wedding dress for my little An'an See, so he doesn't have to draw with his imagination."

"What's so difficult about it." Huo Beiyao stroked Song Ci's soft long hair and said, "After dinner, I'll take you to see the wedding dress."

It just so happened that Longteng's wedding dress department also launched a batch of new styles, whichever one Song Ci liked, they could pack it up and go home immediately.

And in this world, there is no woman who doesn't like buying clothes.So his eyes lit up when he heard it, and Song Ci immediately agreed.

After dinner, the two put An An to bed early, and then drove out to the high-end bridal shop in Longteng Plaza.

Tomorrow, I received a notification from the relevant department in advance that the president will appear on the phone, so Song Ci and Huo Beiyao got out of the car, and a female manager in professional suits greeted them with a smile, and respectfully invited them into the store to choose The latest wedding dresses just arrived from Paris.

But what was unexpected was that Song Ci saw a familiar figure as soon as he entered the store——

If it's not Song Yunluo, who is it?

(End of this chapter)