Chapter 170: Difficult Woman, Housekeeper Tang Qian's Cheongsam (Subscribe)

Why can't you stand it?

Because it is so good, it can hide so much, it can give so many good things, and it keeps coming out in an endless stream, giving them all at once.

Silver snow tea, bracelets, tea sets, stone carvings, tattoos.

What does this kid want to do?

Do you want to drown your future mother-in-law with endless good things?

Qin Xiuru froze, not knowing whether to hit him or not.

Let’s fight.

She was indeed angry before, very angry, but now after seeing her good son-in-law, all her anger disappeared in an instant. She couldn't be angry at all. Instead, she felt very distressed and happy.

Let’s not fight.

The good son-in-law is also very bad. There are a lot of women around him. In the group chat, there are thirteen girls besides her.

Thirteen.

This is going against the will of heaven.

There are so many girls, it's really annoying, he is so attractive to women.

It really makes people happy and angry at the same time.

"Aunt."

On the sofa, Song Cheng smiled as he looked at the woman standing in front of him, holding a feather duster and looking like she was about to clean herself up. He sat up straight and said, "I have a set of skin care products here, made with precious materials like the Seven-Colored Snow Lotus. I guarantee that your skin will be as white as snow and moisturized after using them."

Oh, this damn kid.

Qin Xiuru scolded, "I'm already very beautiful now, why do I need your skin care products?"

Jin Yuzhu watched from the sidelines, smiling without saying a word.

"Then I'll put it in the auction house?"

Song Cheng felt regretful.

“No!”

Qin Xiuru sat down again, moved closer, and said coquettishly, "Auntie, just let me have it."

Song Cheng smiled and said, "Then you are not angry anymore, right?"

Qin Xiuru raised her hand and hit him, scolding him repeatedly: "I'm not angry now, but after this, I will still be angry."

"I want to see how many good things you can come up with to please your aunt."

That’s too much, I can’t take it all.

Song Cheng was helpless.

Qin Xiuru said with a smirk, "If you have the ability, then make me happy all the time. Otherwise, when I get angry again, I'll see how I'll deal with you."

That's too difficult.

Song Cheng sighed in his heart and looked at President Jin beside him.

"It seems that the matter has been resolved."

Jin Yuzhu stood up and said, "I'll go over to see Jiaojiao, you guys chat."

I had planned to tell Wan Jiao about the party in the morning, but the woman was too tired to get up, so I didn't tell her.

Now I have to go over and talk about it.

"Let's go together."

Song Cheng then stood up and said, "Auntie, do you have anything else to do?"

Qin Xiuru instructed, "Go ahead, and don't mess around anymore. Do you hear me?"

Song Cheng simply agreed and left with Jin Yuzhu.

period.

Jin Zhengming was always obsessed with stone carving and couldn't extricate himself, and didn't care about the two people at all.

Song Cheng originally planned to persuade his father-in-law to satisfy his aunt's wish to have another child, but it seemed that it was not the right time now, so he could only wait for a chance later.

Therefore, he did not disturb his future father-in-law's obsession and drove away with Jin Yuzhu.

The house suddenly became quiet.

Qin Xiuru's complexion also became lazy. She glanced at her heartless husband and was too lazy to be angry anymore. She got up and went back upstairs to rest.

I feel a little uncomfortable and need to take care of myself.

To this.

Jin Zhengming was unaware of anything. After looking at the stone sculpture for a long time, he felt unsatisfied. He looked up in a trance, and when he stood up, his body swayed, and then he sat down on the carpet.

"master"

The old housekeeper walked over quickly and helped.

Jin Zhengming came back to his senses, waved his hand, and sighed: "What a good thing, not much worse than that tea set."

"That kid, where did you find these good things?"

"Um?"

"Where are the people?"

Jin Zhengming glanced at the empty living room with a look of surprise.

"The young master and the young lady went out together."

The old butler spoke in a gentle voice.

"Okay."

Jin Zhengming once again stared at the stone sculpture in front of him with fascination, and said absentmindedly: "Tell Yuzhu to ask her and Song Cheng to come back for dinner this afternoon."

"Old Tian, ​​where do you think this stone sculpture should be placed?"

"It's too big. It would be nice if I could always carry it with me. How about putting it in the bedroom?"

"No, I'm afraid Xiuru won't agree."

Jin Zhengming kept chattering, stroking the exquisite stone carvings, and found that the stone carvings would change under different light. He was immediately immersed in it again and became speechless.

The old housekeeper shook his head and couldn't help but said, "Master, take a rest first."

Without even looking up, Jin Zhengming said, "After death, there's plenty of time to rest. Tsk, this stone sculpture is extraordinary. It actually changes, as if it really changes at different times of the day."

"If Old Xu saw this, he would die of envy."

"Forget it, I haven't seen enough yet, so I won't show it to him yet."

“.”

The other side.

The car stopped at the senior sister’s villa.

Got off the car.

Song Cheng opened the passenger door and let the woman get out. He asked with interest, "Sister Yuzhu, did you also use a tattoo stamp?"

Jin Yuzhu raised her eyes calmly and said slowly, "Do you want to see it?"

Song Cheng casually held the open car door, looked down at the noble woman sitting sideways on the passenger seat, and said with a smile: "Take a look."

Jin Yuzhu stopped talking and put her jade hand on the black trousers that the woman was wearing.

Then.

Song Cheng was stunned and speechless when he saw it.

It's hard to say what I saw specifically, I can only say that this woman

The contrast is too great.

She looks so noble, elegant and beautiful on the outside, but she is so...

Unspeakable.

Got off the car.

Housekeeper Tang Qian just happened to walk over.

"Mr. Song, Mr. Jin."

The woman was wearing a well-fitting white cheongsam. The slit of the cheongsam revealed her sexy and slender legs in flesh-colored stockings, and the high heels on her silk feet were also eye-catching.

nod.

Song Cheng helped Mr. Jin, who had packed his clothes, get out of the car and then entered the mansion.

"I'll go up and take a look first."

As Jin Yuzhu said this, she went up the stairs to find Wan Jiao.

Song Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and completely relaxed. His eyes fell on the flesh-colored shiny silk legs of the girl sitting beside him with the hem of her cheongsam slipping down. He paused and felt satisfied.

Finally dressed properly.

"Mr. Song, please have some tea."

Tang Qian poured the tea with a charming smile.

You're welcome.

Song Cheng took the tea and took a sip, then leaned back on the sofa and relaxed, thinking about how Jiang Fangyue was doing at work.

Thinking of this, he took out his cell phone and sent a message to Jiang Fangyue.

On this occasion.

"Husband~"

The sweet and annoying voice calling out in between rang in my ears.

Then, Shi Wan'er came into view and walked over.

Song Cheng put down his phone, looked up, and almost spit out the tea in his mouth.

What is this woman doing?

In the sight, the woman was actually wearing a low-cut dress with a hip skirt, her beautiful legs were wrapped in thin, shiny and moist black stockings, and her silk feet were wearing high heels.

The most eye-catching thing is the rabbit ear hairpin on her head and the necklace around her neck.

Bunny girl?

Song Cheng gasped, shocked and his eyes were opened.

Tang Qian pursed her lips, unable to bear to look at it.

It's too hot.

In comparison, the rest of them are as pure as real little white rabbits.

"stop."

Seeing that the woman was about to pounce on him, Song Cheng quickly stopped her.

In front of him, Shi Wan'er's pure and innocent eyes were blinking, her posture was pitiful, her pair of moist and shiny black silk legs were crossed, rubbing each other, and she was biting her lips lightly, looking like she was in a state of lust.

"What are you doing? You're so wet."

Song Cheng frowned.

"I just went swimming."

Shi Wan'er responded tenderly, saying in a sweet voice: "Hubby, it's so uncomfortable when it's wet, can you help me wipe it off?"

fairy.

Song Cheng shook his head slightly and said simply, "Let Xinqing and Wenyan help you wipe it."

Shi Wan'er refused and simply threw herself forward.

Song Cheng immediately hugged him tightly, feeling helpless.

Except for the hair and stockings, the rest of the body seemed to have been wiped and was quite clean.

This woman wouldn't be like President Jin, wearing black stockings to go swimming, would she?

at the same time.

Dong Wenyan and Jiang Xinqing also came over.

Both women were wearing sexy swimsuits, with their beautiful legs and feet exposed.

Unlike Dong Wenyan's generosity, Jiang Xinqing was very shy and nervous, keeping her head down and not daring to see anyone.

"Wan'er!"

Seeing the shameless woman, Dong Wenyan said angrily, "How could you do this? You wet the sofa, and Xinqing and I have to clean it up."

Shi Wan'er smiled sweetly and said, "Oh, that's right. If it gets wet, we have to clean it up. Then you guys clean up the sofa, and I'll clean up my husband~"

Bah, shameless.

Dong Wenyan seriously despises women's shamelessness.

Jiang Xinqing couldn't help but whispered, "Sister Yanyan, I'm going to change my clothes."

After saying that, he ran away with a red face.

"Okay."

Song Cheng easily picked up the woman and threw her aside, then stood up and said, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first. You guys can have fun by yourselves."

See this.

Shi Wan'er opened her hands and hugged her legs, raised her head and said, "But husband, your pants are all wet, take them off, and I will help you clean them up."

Such a scene.

Tang Qian couldn't bear to watch, but she also said: "Mr. Song, your clothes are indeed a little wet."

As she spoke, her eyes fell on the pants of the man in front of her.

She thought of the last time she accidentally ran into a man who had done something and was then silenced. Her body and mind suddenly softened and her breathing became rapid.

No one knows this secret until now.

"Yes, Mr. Song."

Dong Wenyan stepped forward nervously and said, "I'm your nanny. I should be the one doing this kind of thing."

They are all witches.

Song Cheng said casually: "No need, let go."

Shi Wan'er hugged her thighs tightly and said in a delicate voice, "No, if my husband is angry, just hit me. My body feels good when you hit it. There is a lot of flesh on my buttocks."

Dong Wenyan gritted her teeth and said, "If you want to hit me, hit me. As a nanny, I am incompetent."

Song Cheng was speechless.

He has no habit of hitting women. Although the senior sister passively accepted his education every time, she also enjoyed it, and the situation was different.

I have to say.

Dong Wenyan is fine, she still knows how to be afraid.

But Shi Wan'er was too difficult to deal with, even more difficult than the spider spirit, and she wasn't afraid at all. She made it clear that she wouldn't give up until she got him, and she would do anything.

But one has to admit that the woman is indeed very attractive at this moment, especially the collar around her neck and the rabbit ear hairpin.

To be honest.

After seeing the contrast of President Jin just now, he was already a little excited, and now being hugged by a woman like this was really hard to bear.

But he is not so casual when it comes to doing something.

Shake your head.

He simply picked up the woman and used his ecstasy hand to slap her buttocks hard. However, after a few slaps, Shi Wan'er was defeated, motionless, and had no strength to resist.

"Clean it up."

Song Cheng gave an order casually.

Seeing this, Dong Wenyan said seductively, "Boss Song, I want one too."

Song Cheng remained indifferent, casually patted the woman's buttocks, and then strode away.

See this.

Tang Qian stood up and followed him, seeing him off all the way.

Dong Wenyan was disappointed and sat down with a pout. She glared at the nymphomaniac who was smiling foolishly with vacant eyes beside her and couldn't help but take out her cell phone to take pictures.

Take a picture and show it to Jiaojiao!

at the same time.

In the yard, in the garage.

Song Cheng exhaled, glanced at the beautiful housekeeper who was following him, opened the car door and got into the back seat, then took out his phone and ordered, "Clean it up."

Tang Qian's delicate body trembled, and her breathing quickened again. She climbed onto the back seat of the car in her high heels, kneeling on the seat with her beautiful legs clasped together. She whispered, "Yes, Mr. Song."

The woman was silent, and everything was said without words.

Song Cheng glanced at the cheongsam on the woman, and thought that his aunt also liked to wear cheongsam. He didn't care and took out his cell phone to call Jiang Fangyue.

The video call is connected.

"Mr. Song."

Jiang Fangyue appears in the video and appears to be in the car.

"Driving?"

Song Cheng asked absentmindedly.

"Yes, I just got in the car."

Jiang Fangyue smiled and said, "Just now in the elevator."

Song Cheng nodded and said, "Send me the address of the comic exhibition, I'll go and take a look."

Jiang Fangyue had no objection and agreed. While sending her location, she turned the camera of her phone and took pictures of her beautiful legs in shiny black stockings, gray hip skirt, and high heels on her silk feet.

"You weren't driving the car?"

Song Cheng looked over and noticed that the woman seemed to be sitting in the passenger seat.

"Yes."

Jiang Fangyue moved the camera to film the person driving.

Zhu Chenyuan was driving.

"Mr. Song, Chen Yuan helped us find the venue for the comic convention."

Jiang Fangyue explained: "So, Chen Yuan's help is needed in many areas, and his contribution is not small."

Hearing this.

In the camera, Zhu Chenyuan looked at the camera with a smile and said hello: "Mr. Song."

Song Cheng smiled and said casually, "Thank you for your hard work."

Zhu Chenyuan said seriously, "Of course I should. I'm happy to help you and Yueyue."

Had a chat.

Song Cheng hung up the phone and let out a breath.

It can be seen that although the two broke up, Zhu Chenyuan still couldn't bear to let go of Jiang Fangyue.

He didn't care.

We are all adults, and even if we break up, we don’t necessarily have to be strangers. We can still be ordinary friends.

There is no need to worry about anything.

It is impossible for Jiang Fangyue to do anything behind his back. Otherwise, she would not have broken up with Zhu Chenyuan and firmly chosen him.

Zhu Chenyuan is not the kind of person who acts recklessly and irrationally.

Besides, there is no shortage of little bee guards. They can be bought directly in the system mall. He has already equipped all the women around him with them. Jiang Fangyue also has one. It is impossible that she did something behind his back without him knowing anything.

Of course, he believes in women and is confident in his own charm.

The main purpose of the little bee is to prevent any unexpected events.

What if something unexpected happens and he is not around? With the little bees guarding us, nothing will go wrong.

Thinking.

He gently stroked the housekeeper Tang Qian's hair and leaned back in his chair to enjoy it wholeheartedly.

Thoughts flashed through my mind.

“I don’t know what Auntie is doing.”

The other side.

Zhu Chenyuan was driving the car. He glanced at the woman who had hung up the phone beside him and said hesitantly, "Mr. Song, you won't think too much, will you?"

after all.

The woman now belongs to Mr. Song, so it’s not appropriate for him, her ex-boyfriend, to have such private contact with her.

"What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Fangyue put away her phone, her black silk stockings crossed and tense, and said calmly, "Mr. Song is not the kind of stingy, possessive, and controlling man."

Otherwise, how could so many women see it all?

Besides, with Song Cheng's strength and charm, no woman would mess around with other men. She doesn't even look down on him.

"That's good."

Zhu Chenyuan shook his head and said, "Compared to President Song, I am just an ordinary person. I really don't deserve to make President Song think too much."

Jiang Fangyue smiled and changed the subject, "Haven't you confessed to your parents yet?"

Zhu Chenyuan sighed, "I don't know what to say. After all, we were talking so well before, and my parents are so satisfied with you."

Jiang Fangyue blinked and said, "It's indeed a difficult problem. We need to find a way to deal with it properly."

Zhu Chenyuan pondered and said, "I'll take care of it, you don't have to worry."

Jiang Fangyue said lazily, "Forget it. I've already let you down, so I'll be the bad guy."

"Invite your uncle and aunt to dinner some other day, and I'll ask for it."

Zhu Chenyuan was silent.

"What are you going to say?"

He frowned slightly and said, "You're a girl, no matter what I say, it won't have a good influence on you, so just let me say it."

Jiang Fangyue blinked and said, "You've already bought the house, so what can I say? I don't care about those influences."

Zhu Chenyuan simply said, "I just said I regretted it. The purpose of talking to you was to buy that house as an investment. I was afraid they wouldn't agree, so I did this."

"After a while, I'll sell the house and make a lot of money."

after all.

Because of Song Cheng, he bought the house at the original price and could make one or two million yuan if he sold it.

"If you say that, I'm afraid uncle and aunt will be mad at you."

Jiang Fangyue couldn't bear it.

"fine."

Zhu Chenyuan smiled and said, "As for your parents, without me, I'm afraid your parents will urge you to get married again. What are you going to do?"

Jiang Fangyue said calmly, "Just handle it calmly. With President Song here, everything else doesn't matter."

Zhu Chenyuan said no more, but sighed inexplicably in his heart.

"Actually, I met you before our blind date and I liked you."

After a moment of silence, he spoke again, "Last July, you were helping someone plan a wedding."

He described the details of the wedding in detail.

At the end, he added: "The groom at that wedding was my friend, who just got divorced a month ago."

Hearing this.

Jiang Fangyue was surprised: "Divorced after less than a year of marriage?"

Zhu Chenyuan sighed, "Yeah, things were fine when they were dating, but after marriage, things became less and less compatible. So, you have to find the right person to marry; only then can things last."

Today's society is very impetuous. Faced with the daily necessities of life, even the strongest feelings will eventually be worn out.

"You'll meet someone more suitable."

Jiang Fangyue smiled sweetly.

Disaster.

Zhu Chenyuan said nothing, but he had no hope at all.

It is a rare fate to meet one person, and it is very difficult to meet another one.

Fate is rare.

So, he wanted to wait and see, maybe that day would come.

(End of this chapter)