The president's beloved dumb wife

When Xiao Dingcheng said these words, his face looked very sincere. Anyone would think that his words were sincere. No one saw the dark light in his eyes.

"You're right." Xiao Qingsong nodded in favor. "What else do you think?"

Xiao Dingcheng began to talk about his thoughts again.

On the other hand, the second wife came down from upstairs and learned from the housekeeper that Xiao Qingsong had returned. She looked around and said, "I just came out of the room and didn't see him. Did he go to the study?"

The housekeeper shook his head: "I'm not sure. The master didn't say where he went. He may have gone to the study or to see the young master."

It's still early now. Xiao Qingsong seldom comes back at this time. The second wife thought and said, "I'll find him."

She went to the study first and knocked on the door for a while. No one answered. She wanted to twist the handle to have a look, but the door was locked.

The second wife didn't care. The study is a very important place. It's understandable that she can lock it.

She went to Xiao Dingcheng's room again. As soon as she reached the door, she heard the voice of father and son faintly.

The second wife didn't want to eavesdrop, but the sound inside reached her ears. The content of the painting made the second wife raise her hand to knock on the door and shake. Her eyes were full of shock.

If she had heard right, they were saying that something had happened to Xiao Qinghuai!

Suddenly hearing the news, the second wife felt a blank in her mind. After a while, she had the ability to think.

If Xiao Qinghuai is really dead, it means that the Xiao family must face no small storm!

Xiao Qingsong told her the news a few days ago. She still didn't want to believe it. Now that Xiao Qingsong has been discussing with his son about seizing power, it shows that Xiao Qingsong must have the exact evidence of Xiao Qinghuai's accident.

The second wife took a deep breath, held her breath and listened to what the father and son were talking about.

As the second wife thought, the father and son were thinking about how to seize power.

The second wife looked a little complicated. Xiao Qinghuai died. Their father and son didn't think about anything else. Instead, they were thinking about how to seize power. Are they still the two people in her impression?

The second wife closed her eyes, retreated a distance, deliberately stepped up, walked to the door and knocked.

The voice inside suddenly disappeared, and then Xiao Qingsong came to open the door: "Why are you here?"

The second wife raised a smile: "I heard that you came back and found that you were not in the study. I guess you must have come to Dingcheng. Come and have a look. Sure enough, you are here."

"What are you father and son talking about? Can you let me listen?"

Xiao Dingcheng was about to speak. Xiao Qingsong grabbed his head and said, "I didn't say anything. The news I showed you a few days ago has definite evidence, so I want to talk to my son about what to do after discussion."

"So it is." took a look at Xiao Dingcheng inside.

Xiao Qingsong didn't speak and didn't mean to let the second wife in.

The second wife quickly understood Xiao Qingsong's meaning and said, "then your father and son talk slowly. I made an appointment with my friends to go out for a stroll, so I won't accompany you."

Xiao Qingsong nodded slightly, "OK."

After the second wife left, Xiao Qingsong closed the door and talked to Xiao Dingcheng about what had happened before.

Last time, some people supported Xiao Qingsong. Now Xiao Qinghuai is dead. Xiao dingxun is not Xiao Qinghuai's child. Only more people will support him.

Rao is like this. Xiao Qingsong is still worried about what moths will come out, so he hopes to be more cautious in every step next.

The father and son talked for a long time until a phone called Xiao Qingsong away.

After Xiao Qingsong left, Xiao Dingcheng exceeded the wheelchair to the French window and looked at the scenery outside.

The scenery in the garden is very beautiful. The second wife wants him to feel better looking at the scenery outside, so he has to pay more attention to the planting and setting of flowers and plants than before,

On the left side of his sight, there was a beautiful flower, shaking slightly under the pattering raindrops, which was a different aesthetic feeling from sunny days.

Xiao Dingcheng stared at the flowers and suddenly laughed.

Smiling and smiling, he restrained the smile on his face and looked sinister: "Xiao dingxun, failed last time doesn't mean he will fail this time. Wait, I must return the pain you added to me thousands of times!"

……

Xiao's old house.

Master Xiao coughed twice and glanced at Xiao dingxun around him.

Xiao dingxun immediately paid attention to old man Xiao: "Grandpa, what's the matter with you? Is there something wrong with your body?"

A few days ago, the weather temperature suddenly changed. The suddenly changed temperature is easy to make people sick. Old Xiao also caught a cold.

Fortunately, someone around Mr. Xiao always paid attention to his physical condition. When he found that he had a cold, he began treatment at the first time. However, because the grade of the old man was here, a small cold took several days.

Master Xiao waved his hand: "where am I so delicate? I just clear my throat. It's no big deal."

Xiao dingxun secretly looked at the old man's face and found that his face was really good. It didn't look like he had a cold, so he put his heart down: "that's good."

Seeing that he had said this, master Xiao put his eyes on the book and said, "dingxun..."

Master Xiao deliberately lengthened the ending, which made Xiao dingxun look at him in doubt.

"What's the matter with you these days? You've been running to the old house. You didn't run so often before."

Xiao dingxun looked unchanged: "didn't you get sick a few days ago? It's reasonable for me to come and see you."

"But I'm well now. What are you doing here?" said Mr. Xiao earnestly. "Now the company hasn't completely stabilized. You're busy all day and you can have more rest when you have free time. I can watch it at any time. You don't have to run so often."

Xiao dingxun showed a shallow smile: "I see, Grandpa."

After getting along with Xiao dingxun for so many years, master Xiao saw the hidden meaning of Xiao dingxun's words at a glance and hummed softly: "knowing doesn't mean agreeing to what I said. I think you didn't listen to my words at all."

Xiao dingxun smiled again: "the day after tomorrow is the weekend again."

After Xiao dingxun's reminder, old man Xiao suddenly realized: "I said how can you run so often? Do you know that ah Sheng and two children will come to see me this old man this weekend?"

Xiao dingxun did not laugh.

Master Xiao smiled clearly: "ah Sheng said two days ago that he would come to see me this weekend. Where did you get the news?"

"It's not difficult to check."

The old man didn't tangle about it, and warned, "ah Sheng will arrive around 8 or 9 a.m. on Saturday."