Mr.President Dotes On His Wife Crazily

Song Qiaoqiao glanced at the passers-by, and she whispered back: "nature is to let her understand the harmony. As you know, LAN Xiao has a boyfriend, and she doesn't like Hefeng. You really don't have to be hostile to her It may be good for you to die early. "

Jiang Qingyun heard song Qiaoqiao say so, she can't help but move some compassion.

She felt that what song Qiaoqiao said seemed to have a little truth.

It's just that song Hefeng is hot. If LAN Xiao can make him die, then she can also take advantage of song Hefeng's hurt and take advantage of it.

Jiang Qingyun thought, but his eyes brightened.

"Well, Qiao Qiao, I'll trust you again."

Song Qiaoqiao was relieved and nodded to her.

After that, Jiang Qingyun actively cooperated with song Qiaoqiao.

Song Qiaoqiao and song Xiaofeng take cover in front of her room.

After Jiang Qingyun walked ahead, song Qiaoqiao fell behind a few steps and walked side by side with LAN Xiao.

She looks at the back of Jiang Qingyun, close to LAN Xiao's ear.

"This is the daughter of the second master of the Jiang family. The eldest lady once said that he Feng would be engaged to her in the future. Unfortunately, he Feng always disagrees Mrs. song can't use tough means to force him, so Jiang Qingyun and he Feng have been getting along with each other in an unclear relationship. In Qingyun's heart, maybe she has long regarded Hefeng as her future husband So, when she knew about you, she was so angry and irritable. In fact, she is a very good person. "

LAN Xiao picks eyebrows and sneers to herself.

She doesn't think Jiang Qingyun is very good. Instead, she thinks that this woman is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Song Qiaoqiao is not her rival at all.

Song Qiaoqiao, the girl, is naive and simple, and she can't see people easily, so she won't pierce that thin paper.

Several people soon came to the room where song Hefeng lived.

Song Hefeng's room is on the third floor of the villa.

He lived in almost all the rooms on this floor by himself.

His room has a large area of 100 square meters.

It can be seen that the people of the Song family loved and connived at the young master.

Compared with this young master, song Qiaoqiao is estimated to be one day and one place.

Song Qiaoqiao stepped forward and knocked on the door.

"Hefeng..."

There was no sound coming from the door. Song Qiaoqiao had no choice but to reach out and push the door open.

The decoration of the house is very extravagant.

Resplendent, LAN Xiao looked at it and felt a little dizzy.

Here's furnishings and furniture, without exception, are all decorated with yellow.

This yellow, or that dazzling, golden yellow.

The walls are glittering, the sofas, the tea tables, the wardrobe and the window are yellow.

The yellow of the whole body makes the room yellow, giving people a strong visual impact.

LAN Xiao is speechless. What kind of aesthetics is this.

With respect to her superficiality, she really doesn't think it can show the noble and luxurious.

Song Hefeng is lying on the pale yellow bed with his eyes closed and his face pale -

his whole breath seems to be really haggard to the extreme.

He's not alone in this room.

There is a lady who is wearing a famous brand and has a strong aura. She is holding a paper towel and is wiping tears from the corner of her eyes.

It seems that he is trying to persuade him to get up for dinner.

Unexpectedly, song and Feng didn't pay any attention to her and didn't open their eyes.

When the lady saw that the door had been pushed open, she turned to look at it.

When she saw song Qiaoqiao, a sharp cold light came over her eyes.

"Get out Don't come in and disturb the breeze. "

Song Qiaoqiao's body immediately shuddered.

Her fingers were on the hem of her clothes, and she replied carefully: "mother Mother, I brought my classmates from Hefeng. Hefeng didn't go to school for a few days. His classmate said, if you have something to talk to him, I I'm good at asserting and bring his classmates here. "

Song Hongxia's mother is not song Hongxia's wife.

Mrs. song's eyes are full of displeasure. She seems to be suppressing her temper.

She said in a low voice, "don't you see that he Feng is too sick to get up? He doesn't have the energy to see guests. Let his classmates go. "

At the end of the day, after so many years, how many people rely on the relationship between Song Hefeng and his classmates and want to make friends with them in the Song family.

She had seen so many students that Mrs. song didn't care to let them in.

In particular, when she saw LAN Xiao that a beautiful excessive face, she was even more unhappy.

"Let her go now, don't stimulate the wind."

Song Qiaoqiao hesitated. She bit her lip and tried to shout song Hefeng."Third brother I think you should want to see this classmate. Why don't you open your eyes? "

Song Hefeng's brow slightly frowned. He didn't want to see anyone now. He was totally loveless.

He pulled the quilt and impatiently covered his head.

"No, I don't see anyone. All of you go out, all of you. Don't stay here and bother me."

Mrs. song's face was even colder. She stood up and walked to the door step by step.

Looking down at Song Qiaoqiao: "did you hear what he Feng said? Why don't you take this so-called classmate and go away

Song Qiaoqiao's face, flashed a trace of embarrassment, her eyes glittering with tears, are about to cry.

Jiang Qingyun looks at the rigidity of the atmosphere. She doesn't want to offend Mrs. song, so she doesn't say anything, just keeps silent.

When Mrs. song saw that song Qiaoqiao didn't take anyone with her, she gave a cold hum.

"Why, you don't listen to what my mother says now? Did you grow up and stiffen your wings? Oh That's right. Some time ago, I was on a hunger strike in order to refuse my engagement? I really doubt that what he Feng is doing now is influenced by you. It's your sister who has taught him bad. "

Song Qiaoqiao lowered his eyes and quickly shook his head and said, "mother is not like this. I didn't listen to you..."

"Oh, why don't you take this woman away? I'm annoyed enough. Can you stop making trouble for me all day long and make me angry? " Mrs. song gave a cold rebuke, with a sharp and mean voice.

Song Qiaoqiao is about to cry. She holds LAN Xiao's hand and whispers.

"Lan Xiao, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have involved you. Let me take you back..."

Unexpectedly, song Hefeng, who was lying on the bed and wrapped in a quilt, clearly heard song Qiaoqiao's name LAN Xiao.

His body trembled, his head almost blank.

LAN Xiao?

Which LAN Xiao?

LAN Xiao sees that Mrs. song is aggressive, and she suspects that this is song Qiaoqiao's stepmother.