Madam is a Superstar

   Chapter 497 His concession, her restraint

   In the end, after consultation with the Huo family, it was decided to let the old lady stay for 20 days.

   It’s just that half a month is too short for the old lady to be unwilling, and a month is too long for the capital circle to change rapidly.

  Sometimes I really need the old lady to show up, especially the people from the Wen family,

   The juniors came to see the old lady and couldn't see them. After a long time, they would definitely become suspicious. In the end, if the whole thing was disturbed, it would be difficult to handle.

  The matter was finalized, and the atmosphere in the living room became warm again.

   "If there is nothing urgent to do, we will stay for a reunion dinner together at night. There are plenty of vacant rooms here, enough for you to stay."

  The old lady was very happy, and while changing diapers for her great-grandson, she instructed Ma Zhang, who came here, to do something at night,

   A group of people surrounded the old lady and watched the long-awaited children agreed, yes, that's right, it was a group of people watching,

   "Hum~hum~"

  What do you know about being ashamed of a new-born child? You can look at me and look back one by one,

   He hummed contentedly while eating his fingers, and his feet were still moving restlessly.

   "Ayu, look at your son, does he despise me with his eyes? But don't say he really looks like you."

  Jiang Ting put one hand on Nangong Yu's shoulder and the other rubbed his chin as a joke, already imagining himself and the child's future cubs.

   "Who else could A Yu's son look like?" As a professional in the medical field, Pei Sinian expressed contempt for his friend's nonsense.

  Nangong Yu thought of something, looked at Pei Sinian and asked, "What about your wife's child, did it go well when they were born?"

   Speaking of Wen Ruan Ruan and the child, Pei Sinian's crimson lips raised a very shallow arc,

   "It went well, I and Ruan Ruan hoped to be the same girl, Pei Wenmian, very good, now I am at home with Ruan Ruan, I will bring them over tomorrow."

  Nangong Yu hummed, and then turned to look at Jiang Ting, who was still thinking about the future alone.

  Jiang Ting reacted with hindsight, and the cold and white face of the evil ruffian slowly put a question mark, "Why are you all looking at me like this?"

   The two didn't answer, but Huo Ran, the young man, made up his knife at the right time without any scruples.

   "Brother Ting, eldest brother and brother Sinian's children will be able to play soy sauce in two years. Haven't you and Sister Xinghe been in love enough yet? It's almost ten years?"

   "Fart, eight years and three months, where did ten years come from? It's getting too fast. When the big brother and sister-in-law come back and stay longer next time, I will have a wedding with the children and arrange the cubs."

  Huo Shaochen led Xiaoxingxing to join in the fun, "Eight years and three months, remember so clearly? I can't see that Ah Ting loves his wife more than me."

   There are a bunch of people around the old lady and the long-awaited children. You are joking and I am joking,

   Outside the garage, Song Qing touched the long-lost fiery red Ferrari with a lot of emotion.

   Press the car key to open the car door, and plan to take a circle on the winding mountain road below the manor.

   Bai Cha happily followed and sat in the co-pilot's seat, and Mei Zizi fastened on her seat belt and asked herself the tangled questions during this time.

   "Sister Qingqing, is it painful for you to have a baby?"

"fine."

   is the pain of simply wanting to greet the eighteenth generation of the ancestor of Lord Huo Shi, but I didn't plan to say this to Sister Cha,

   Saying too much will easily make the white tea cranky and more anxious. It is not necessary.

  Pull the back seat of the car, Shen Bai, who had been listening with his ears pricked, breathed a sigh of relief. The little ancestor has been looking at those who have it or not recently.

   I can't eat well, sleep well, and if Madam says something, the little ancestor thinks too much, it will definitely be worse.

   "Button, button."

   The driver's car window was clicked, and he looked up at Xu Shen's gentle scum face,

  Song Qing lowered the car window and raised her finely trimmed eyebrows, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

  Xu Shen supported his forehead, "Baby, if I heard it right, you should still be confinement now, right? Are you sure you want to drive? Can you drive?"

"Why not?"

   The tear mole at the end of Song Qing's left eye raised deeply and asked, "It's been more than ten days, and it's almost recovered, so I'll just take a circle on the road."

   said, his glamorous face turned to the side of the back seat of the car, "Can't you get up?"

   After finally coming back, there is no reason not to go for a ride as you wish, after being bored in the palace for more than nine months, it was almost impossible to grow mushrooms.

  What can Xu Shen do, of course, he can take care of him anyway, Xiao Chacha and her little white face are unreliable.

   A group of people were chatting and laughing in the living room, only to hear the roar of a Ferrari engine outside,

  The main building is far from the parking lot, and the sound insulation of the whole building is also very good.

The sound of    was not too small or too small, but it was enough for everyone in the living room to hear it.

   When Nangong Yu and Jiang Ting rushed to the gate, the two of them only saw a shadow of the car that was galloping away from the flamboyant and presumptuous color.

   "Tsk tsk tsk, sister-in-law is sister-in-law."

  Jiang Ting listened to the arrogant movement of the sports car that was gradually drifting away, and his mind automatically thought of being in the dark horse club.

   When I saw Song Qing wearing a fang mask, elegantly crossed Erlang's legs and holding a lady's cigarette between her fingers, I sighed with emotion,

   tilted his head and glanced at the face of his friend next to him, it was very good, and it was unexpectedly ugly.

  Inexplicably, I feel a little gloating about misfortune, and I feel a little unkind when I think about it, so I touched my nose and persuaded,

   "Cough what, my sister-in-law probably hasn't opened for a long time. My sister-in-law's personality is more similar to my child's, not a little white rabbit like the soft and soft, it's normal."

The word    wakes up the dreamer,

   Nangong Yu's tall, straight and arrogant body is stiff and stiff, and in memory of Song Qing's reckless appearance,

   One frame and one painting, like a movie, accelerated and passed in front of the eyes, until the pregnancy, the queen, and a little bit of convergence...

long time,

  Nangong Yu closed his eyes, raised his palm in his suit trousers pocket and rubbed his eyebrows, an unprecedented guilt and self-blame surging in his chest.

"Thanks."

  Jiang Ting: "...Huh?" Thanks for what? What kind of thanks?

  ,

9 pm,

  The bedroom of the main building is lit with soft lights, and the long-term children, who are full and fragrant, are lying on the big bed and playing with their mother.

   "Boom~huhu~"

  The sparkling saliva bubble burst with a bang, and the little dumpling still thought it was very interesting, and the pink tongue stuck out twice.

   "It's understandable to our mother who drinks milk instead of mother, why would you rather drink milk powder than mother's feeding here, eh little rascal?"

  Song Qing was a little helpless playing with her son's soft little hands. She also tried feeding them in Dayuan.

   But the little guy doesn't give face, she originally thought it was because the first sip of the dumpling was the nanny's eating habit, so she didn't want to,

   Until she took her son back to the bedroom, the little friend didn't give face, and she had no choice but to try feeding milk powder.

Ok,

   is nothing, just a slap in the face.

  Beautiful eyes lowered and glanced at himself, is the taste so unsatisfactory?

   Carefully recalling the taste that Nangong Yu tasted after kissing himself several times before, compared with the brewed milk powder...

Ok……

  It seems that milk powder is indeed better.

   (end of this chapter)