Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 234 Get a cheap but good dog man

  Song Hao Hao certainly didn’t want to, because his heart was beating faster because he had to accept the reality,

   The fingers holding the coffee spoon trembled, tightening a little bit, and finally plucked up the courage to make up my mind,

   "I know how to be a sister."

   It's just eleven o'clock now, and there is a faint scent of roses in the cold air in the living room.

  Song Qing personally liked it quite a bit. She lifted her eyelids lazily, and the delicate flowers in the antique vase came into view.

   The stomach is a little stretched, and people are a little sleepy instinctively after eating and drinking.

   "Pay attention to her mood when persuading her. If the reaction is too intense, don't persuade her. After stabilizing her emotions and leaving safely, call the police."

  When people lose control of their emotions, they will do something they can’t think of, so it’s always right to keep an eye on the nipple.

   There is no way, the high priest used to come here to take special care of his life, and he would leave a way out in everything he did.

  Song Haohao replied softly, listening to the tone, he listened to her words and remembered it in his heart,

   Song Qing hung up the call, but regretted it the moment she pressed the hang up button.

  Lin Fanghua, who has such a ready-made one-person certificate, does not need to be in vain. He sent Song Hao Hao a brief explanation on WeChat,

   simply means to persuade Lin Fanghua to take the initiative to confess Wei Lin, which will be more beneficial to her,

   In particular, don’t mention her participation in this matter, how much this cheap mother resents herself,

  Song Qing has a deep understanding, and helping out with ideas is not to retaliate with virtue, but to want more evidence to allow Wei Lin to eat longer in prison.

  I felt sleepy and couldn’t stop me from going upstairs. I threw my phone on the sofa at will, picked up the pillow and prepared to go down the mountain after squinting for a while.

  …

   Half an hour later, the Huo Group Building,

   During the rest period, the entire office building was silent, and the elevator for the president opened with a ding.

  Huo Yu walked out with one hand in his pocket, the cold air blowing towards his face dispelled the dry heat brought back from outside,

  Ayou and the others came out after them, nodded silently to the boss and left the office.

   "Grandma."

  Huo Yu sat down on the single-seat sofa for the guest, and leaned forward arrogantly while answering the phone,

   Picked up the teapot and poured a cup of strong tea that had been cooled before leaving. The bitter tea water slid into the throat and returned to sweetness for a long time.

  The old lady called because she was on business, and she didn't forget to care about whether her eldest grandson had lunch or not.

   "Well, I ate it, you said."

  's kind and caring voice moved people, thinking of what the old priest said, Huo Yu's eyes darkened slightly,

   Drank all the tea, put down the tea cup, and rested with one hand on the straight body of the high-back sofa.

   "Ayu, do you still remember Wen Sheng? It was the child of the same age as you who came home early this morning,

  Grandma thought it was him who finally came out of the team on vacation to visit an elderly man like me.

   That kid came to you, because Qingqing sent him to ask you about the situation that was on the hot search a few days ago, whether it is true or not. "

   The old lady sighed and understood the reason for doing so, even if A Yuruo is only the person in charge of their Huo family property,

  A businessman's wife, as long as she doesn't break the law and secretly believes in metaphysical fortune-telling, it is also a personal matter.

   But Ayu is not just a businessman, the status is there, the nature of many things is different,

  On the surface, you have to follow the state's explicit regulations. The state does not advocate feudal superstition.

  A Yu and Qingqing are not good if they get a little bit of it, not to mention they have been searched on Weibo.

  How many people saw it, and they retreated quickly. Even the slightest negative impact would not be enough, and they had to be explained.

   "Is he still there?"

   It was expected that Huo Yu didn't make too much waves. For his current situation, he was just right.

   For the next six months, he will delegate powers one by one, whether it is the country or the Huo family.

   In particular, the handover and handling of the group industry will be more complicated and troublesome, and the business involves too many aspects.

   "No, I came here with a gift, knowing that you didn't sit in the old house and chat with me for a while and then left,

  I didn’t want to let him have breakfast with me. He said he wanted to rush back to see his family and wait for you to come back in the evening. I didn’t want to keep him.

   It was just early six o'clock when he came here. I'm going to call you and let him stop him. Grandma knows that you are busy with work and only tell you about it now. "

   The old lady knows that Song Qing is angry when she wakes up. In addition, she asked the day before yesterday about when she wants to have a child.

  The eldest grandson replied that she was preparing at this time, and the child of Assheng stopped her and went down the steps.

"Sure, I,"

   Remembering that Song Qing was going to meet with Wei Lin's friend tonight, Huo Yulue paused and we changed our tune,

   "I'm going back at night, what time did Wen Sheng say to come?"

   The eldest grandson, the old lady, who brought up her own, understood and smelled the unusualness in these words,

   "Tell your grandma the truth, have you been having trouble with Qingqing again?"

   The last time the young couple kept a cold war behind her for three days, she still remembered clearly,

   Don't coax her, the old man, and say that he is going to have a child, but in fact, behind her back, he has a bad relationship.

   "You are too hearty..."

"Ding-"

  The elevator door opened quietly with a ding, Song Qing's tall and graceful figure appeared, Huo Yuhua retracted his lips, and a smile appeared on his lips,

   "You are too worried, Qingqing just came over to me, and I asked her to talk to you."

  Song Qing was slightly stunned and immediately understood, and came to Huo Yu and sat down to take the phone. The cleverness and sensibleness of facing the old man naturally revealed,

   "It's my grandma, have you eaten yet?"

   Auntie Wu made lunch a little earlier today. It should be because she woke up very hungry two days ago, so she deliberately made the lunch earlier.

   "I've eaten, I've eaten, Qingqing..."

  Huo Yu could clearly hear the old lady's voice changing to joy in an instant, her smile mixed with helplessness,

   The arm instinctively hugged Song Qingying's waist, but it was not convenient for the two of them to sit in their respective positions now.

   "It's okay, Ayu and I..."

  Song Qing consciously got up and sat down in front of Huo Yu while talking to the old lady.

   That’s right, the position in front of you. The width of the single sofa is not too narrow. It can accommodate two people if you squeeze it a little. Of course, the front and rear space is not too small.

  After all, the sofa was customized according to Huo Yu, who had shoulder width and leg length. The original intention was to make it more comfortable when relaxing, but now it is more convenient for her.

   "Good boy."

   A low chuckle overflowed from Huo Yu's throat, his strong arms stretched out as he wished to embrace the beloved woman, his chin rested on his shoulders and neck,

   His eyes touched the little mark left by himself on the delicate skin, and a man's natural possessiveness was greatly satisfied.

   The only thing that's not good is that Song Qing's skin is too delicate, and the traces are particularly shocking.

   Huo Yu's eyes were dark, he lowered his head, and a feather-like kiss fell on his thin and clear lips pitifully.

  Song Qing rolled his eyes in annoyance. He said that he was the nearest dog man.

   But after too many times, I have slowly gotten used to this kind of intimacy, and I continued to chat with the old lady, indulging Huo Shizhu to do whatever he wanted.

   (end of this chapter)