Domineering cute baby: president daddy, you devil!

Shen Qingwan listened to the busy beep on the phone. First she was stunned, then she gave a cold hum.

What does Tang Xin pretend?

She clearly did not want song Qinbei to be with Qin Shuang.

Or

She's down now?

You don't care anymore?

No

Tang Xin must be pretending.

Originally she wanted to alliance Qin Shuang, let Qin Shuang to deal with Tang Xin, didn't expect Qin Shuang that cunt but the first step.

Whoever marries song Qinbei is her enemy.

What Shen Qingwan can't get, no one else can get it!

Shen Qingwan looks cold.

Since Tang Xin is not willing to help herself, she has to destroy the wedding herself.

Thinking about this, Shen Qingwan made a call.

"Hey, do something for me..."

——

And this way.

In the hospital.

"Qinbei, since you have promised to marry Shuangshuang, make a date as soon as possible."

After treatment, the old man seems to have recovered a lot, but he still looks weak.

Afraid of song Qinbei's repentance, the old man urged again and again.

Song Qinbei

His eyebrows kept beating.

"Grandfather, what's a good day for you?" Qin Shuang nestles up to song Qinbei with a sweet smile.

She naturally wanted to take song Qinbei's arm, but song Qinbei frowned and avoided her.

The smile on Qin Shuang's face is still sweet.

But this scene, actually by the old man and Lin Zhi saw in the eye.

Lin Zhi closed the thin silk shawl on his lower body, "the day after tomorrow is Tanabata Festival, but it's an auspicious day. It's better to choose this day. How sweet it is to get married on Valentine's day."

the day after tomorrow?

Song Qinbei's brows were twisted into a ball.

Have they been so anxious to marry Qin Shuang?

Again and again he was persecuted.

Seeing that song Qinbei was impatient, the old man announced in a deep voice, "then choose the day after tomorrow to hold the wedding!

Qinbei, you accompany Qin Shuang to choose wedding dress.

Our daughter-in-law of the Song family must be married.

This time, my grandfather will contact some media to do a grand wedding of the century.

Qin Shuang, you can rest assured that our song family will not treat you badly. "

The old man patted Qin Shuang's hand and handed it to song Qinbei.

Song Qinbei instinctively resisted.

He did not take Qin Shuang's hand in midair.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a little awkward and stalemate.

It is Qin Shuang, she has eyes very much of oneself hand to draw back, "all listen to grandfather.".

I know my grandfather and aunt will not treat me badly

"It's called auntie."

Lin Zhi laughed.

"Ma..."

Qin Shuang smiles with a low brow.

"Ah... That's right. We will treat you well when we marry Qinbei.

It's best to give birth to a big fat boy to our song family in a year and a half. "

Thinking of the third baby, Linzhi couldn't close her mouth.

But song Qinbei was not interested in listening. His eyebrows were beating suddenly. Song Qinbei stood up and left the ward with a cold face.

In the corridor, song Qinbei took out a cigarette and a lighter. He lit it several times without lighting the fire.

The last time he lit a fire, song Qinbei thought that he couldn't smoke in the hospital, so he threw the cigarette and lighter into the garbage can.

He was so confused that he wandered aimlessly outside. Finally, he drove to the bar.