Song Qi'e smiled gently and calmly, his voice neither hurried nor slow, "Grandpa, you're worrying too much. I don't think you're partial."

“Okay, okay!”

Old Master Song said several good words in a row, and his old face was as red as a chrysanthemum with a smile.

"Grandpa knew you were a good person. Come eat quickly, and then go back to the house and rest for a while."

Song Qiye smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Su Mujin watched this scene quietly, without showing it on her face, but sneering in her heart.

Every time when she thought that Mr. Song was a good person, he would refresh her perception of him.

It's biased, but you still have to explain it.

He just wanted to explain, but he even wanted Song Qiye to agree with him.

You are really ungrateful!

Being a whore, you still want to be a virtuous woman!

After dinner, they returned to the room and as soon as the door was closed, Su Mujin bent down and hugged Song Qi'e's neck.

"Old Xiao, you've been wronged!"

With the sweet and soft beauty in his arms, Song Qibei's mouth corners were almost grinning to the back of his ears, and he didn't feel aggrieved at all.

Song Qi raised his hand skillfully and patted Su Mujin's back gently. "As long as my wife is here, I won't feel wronged."

My wife is still a little thin. Although she has a curvy figure, her back is all bones...

Song Qibei was just thinking when his arms suddenly felt empty.

Su Mujin had already stood up, her face full of determination, "Old Master, you are right, I am here and I will not let you suffer any injustice!"

Song Qi said, "???"

What is my wife saying?

It's obviously the same words, but they don't seem to mean the same thing!

Su Mujin pushed Song Qiqi to the edge of the table and sat down on the bench herself.

Seeing Su Mujin's expression become so serious, Song Qi'e's expression also became serious, "Wife, what happened?"

"I also know who that spy is."

Su Mujin's voice was very soft, but her tone was very serious.

"That spy is Wu Youwei, the head of the Third Company's logistics department."

"Old Master, please report this matter this afternoon. Don't let Song Liancheng and Su Moli take credit for it."

Song Qi sat even taller, his expression more solemn than before, and his heart beat faster.

He had long felt that his wife was very capable.

But I didn't expect that she was so powerful!

But after realizing how powerful she was, he only felt panic and anxiety.

Now he can't even stand up or sit down. If something happens to his wife, how can he protect her?

Su Mujin waited for a long time but didn't get any answer from Song Qibei. Then she noticed that there was something wrong with the look in Song Qibei's eyes.

Song Qi is... doubting her?

But even if Song Qijie really suspected her, it was normal.

She was born and raised in a cotton mill. It would be strange if he didn't have any doubts if she suddenly said that she knew who the spy hiding in the compound was.

"I--"

Su Mujin was about to speak, but Song Qijie held her hand tightly.

"Wife, if something like this happens again, tell me quietly, don't tell anyone else, and don't show it in front of others."

Song Qi'e's voice was not loud, but his tone was gentle yet firm.