This was the first time Song Hao and Qi Qingxia met Song Weiguo.

The person who opened the door was Wang Hui. She was helping to grow vegetables at the Song family today. She was busy when she heard someone knocking on the door. She was relatively close, so she went to open the door. She thought it was a relative of the family, both with the surname Song and on crutches, so she let them in.

But after entering, Song Zhenzhen started crying and calling for her mother as soon as she saw Qi Qingxia, which made her stunned. Don’t Song Hao and Qi Qingxia only have two children, Song Yun and Ziyi?

Holding the unplanted seedlings in her hand, Qingxia glanced at Song Zhenzhen, who looked even uglier as she cried. Although she was curious about why she was on crutches, she didn't ask. She just said calmly, "What are you doing here?"

Seeing how cold and indifferent Qi Qingxia was, Song Zhenzhen hated her to death.

She is so miserable, but Qie Qingxia doesn't care at all and even speaks to her in that tone. How can there be such a cruel mother?

"Mom, are you still angry with me?" Song Zhenzhen asked.

Qingxia squatted down and continued to grow vegetables, not wanting to waste time with such a person.

"If you have something to say, just say it. If not, just leave. I don't have time to hang out with you."

Song Zhenzhen bit her lip and glanced at Song Weiguo behind her.

Song Weiguo was still looking at the garden, his eyes full of light.

This house is so big, with so many rooms and such a big yard. It would be great if he could live in it.

Song Zhenzhen rolled her eyes in her heart, disgusted by Song Weiguo's unfamiliar look.

She tugged at Song Weiguo's sleeve and whispered, "Dad, say something."

Song Weiguo came back to his senses, coughed twice, and looked at Qi Qingxia.

Mi Qingxia is about the same age as Li Shulan, both in their forties, but the Mi Qingxia in front of her has black hair and fair skin. Not only does she have no obvious wrinkles on her face, but her skin is also fair and smooth. She is in much better condition than Song Zhenzhen, a girl in her twenties.

Looking at her figure, with her slender neck and waist, she is a beautiful sight even when squatting in the mud to work.

Thinking of Li Shulan at home, I used to be used to seeing her and didn’t think she was that ugly, but now compared with Qingxia, she is not even as good as dog shit.

No wonder she could give birth to a girl as beautiful and charming as Song Yun.

He envied Song Hao very much, even jealous of him.

Why can he marry a woman like this?

But Song Weiguo can only spend his whole life with a woman like Li Shulan.

"Dad——" Seeing that Song Weiguo didn't say anything, Song Zhenzhen pushed Song Weiguo again.

Song Weiguo came back to his senses again and thought seriously, putting aside all those distracting thoughts. What's the point of thinking about them? The most important thing now is to get some benefits.

"Sister of the Qi family, I——"

"Who is your sister? Please come to me, Comrade Qi." Qi Qingxia interrupted him coldly.