It was almost noon.
When Qin Xiuru and Tong Qiuxia returned to the Yunlong Villa, what caught their eyes was the appalling mess.
"What's going on?"
Qin Xiuru frowned as she looked at the women sitting on the sofa in the living room, their complexions flushed and obviously having been disturbed by the commotion.
Jiang Xinqing and Dong Wenyan were cleaning up.
Tang Qian swayed forward, her beautiful legs in shiny flesh-colored silk standing straight and tight, and greeted with a smile: "Madam, there is a newcomer to the family. Madam Jiaojiao held a welcoming ceremony."
Hearing this.
Tong Qiuxia glanced at the three strange and beautiful women who had just come to her house, and her eyes fell on the woman who, although a little ordinary in appearance, had an extremely charming figure, was very tall, had long legs, and a bust that was not much different from Yu Meiyun.
After a pause, she noticed the extra child in the stroller and seemed to be thinking about something.
"What a fuss."
Qin Xiuru's eyes were slightly annoyed as she glanced at the stool in the middle of the living room, and at Jiang Caizhi, who was sitting on the stool with a tense mind and body, wearing a halter dress and flesh-colored shimmering stockings, with his beautiful legs tightly pressed together, his complexion unusually rosy, and his head buried in thought.
at the same time.
Wan Jiao put down her phone and chuckled, "Aunt Qin, Aunt Xia, you're back."
Jin Yuzhu glanced at her mother and Tong Qiuxia, and asked with a strange look, "Why are you wearing a mask?"
At this moment, in sight.
Both beautiful ladies wore masks to cover their faces.
And heard the words.
Tong Qiuxia took off her mask openly, revealing her face. She sat down with a smile and said, "I played a game with Meiyun and the others. We lost, so we stamped our faces."
See this.
Qin Xiuru no longer concealed herself, took off her mask, sat down gracefully, and said slowly, "Okay, I haven't met these three children yet."
Such a posture.
As the first to introduce herself, Lin Rui, who had now recovered a little, sat upright in a shiny black stocking, looking up and down at the two beautiful women in front of her who obviously had extraordinary temperament.
Tang Ya and Wang Chenchen couldn't help but look over, feeling very complicated.
I thought these were the only women in the house, but I didn't expect two more to come. They looked even more feminine than anyone else present. I was really surprised and surprised.
As the only outsider in the family, Wen Xin, the confinement nanny, had seen two beautiful women yesterday, so she was not surprised.
"What are you still standing there for?"
Wan Jiao stood up from the sofa, her sexy, slim-fitting dress wrapped around her hips, and sat down on the coffee table. Her legs, clad in black fishnet stockings, were casually crossed. She poured tea in a charming, lazy manner, and smiled as she instructed, "Come and serve the tea, the three of you. Show your respect to the two aunts."
Aunt?
Lin Rui let out a breath, then immediately stood up and took the tea poured by Wan Jiao.
Wang Chenchen did not dare to delay and quickly stood up tremblingly.
Tang Ya paid great attention to details. She carefully adjusted the thin, transparent, blue, hip-hugging cheongsam on her body and the pearly gray silk on her legs before she stood up and walked forward.
In front of three women.
Qin Xiuru and Tong Qiuxia were both wearing exquisite black and white cheongsams, sitting on the sofa in a dignified and relaxed posture, their sexy and shiny black stockings were taut, their silk feet stepped on spotless high heels and landed lightly, smiling and waiting.
"Don't just stand there."
Wan Jiao continued to instruct, "Take the tea and kneel down to serve it."
have no choice.
The three women had no choice but to do as they were told. They all held tea and knelt gently in front of the two beautiful ladies with their beautiful legs in stockings together.
On the side, Pang Jiayao, wearing a display, walked slowly and staggered in her silk high heels, filming this scene.
"Let me introduce you."
Wan Jiao saw that the three women had already knelt, and then she said with satisfaction, "This aunt is Qin Xiuru. She is the most respected and beloved elder in our family by our President Song. We women are not allowed to offend her. Remember this clearly."
"As for this aunt..."
He paused.
Tong Qiuxia took over and said with a smile: "You three children can just call me Aunt Xia. I am Xiuru's good sister and Chengcheng's woman."
"To be honest, I should kneel down and offer tea with you three."
You wish.
Qin Xiuru scolded, "Just sit with me. You're an adult and don't have any sense of shame. Don't even think about becoming my Chengcheng's woman."
Tong Qiuxia remained indifferent and smiled without saying a word.
Lin Rui handed over the tea and asked with interest, "So, why is Auntie the woman Mr. Song respects and loves the most?"
"Also, Aunt Xia just said she played a game with Meiyun and the others. Who is Meiyun here, and who are they?"
The words fell.
Tang Ya and Wang Chenchen also realized something and looked at the two beautiful women in front of them with strange eyes.
Even Jiang Caizhi, who was sitting on the stool, woke up. He took the time to raise his hand to cover his mouth and looked over with great difficulty, his eyes wide open and his breathing rapid.
Lin Xilei, who was looking after Jiang Caizhi, also had a curious look in her eyes.
Jiang Xinqing, Dong Wenyan, and Shi Wan'er looked at each other, their eyes understanding each other.
The confinement nanny Wenxin had a complicated expression on her face, finding it hard to understand what she was seeing.
"You are quite a sharp-minded child."
Qin Xiuru patted her best friend's legs for letting the cat out of the bag, then took the tea and said casually, "You'll know who Meiyun and the others are in the future. You don't need to know why Chengcheng respects and loves me the most."
As he said this, he drank the tea in his hand.
"alright."
Qin Xiuru smiled charmingly and continued, "Drink your tea. From now on, you, the child, will also be a family member. Stand up and sit down."
Lin Rui remained calm and stood up with a smile.
"Hello, aunties."
Tang Ya seemed to be thinking about something. She offered tea with a smile and said, "My name is Tang Ya, you can just call me Ya Ya."
Yaya…
Qin Xiuru took the tea and said with admiration, "Yaya, it's the same as my daughter's nickname. Get up."
at last.
Qin Xiuru and Tong Qiuxia looked at the kneeling woman in front of them. She had an ordinary appearance but an extremely charming figure and was wearing a tight white ghost dress.
"Aunt Qin, Aunt Xia..."
Wang Chenchen bit her lip lightly and said as she served the tea: "Just call me Chenchen."
Qin Xiuru took the tea, took a sip, and then put it aside. She took the initiative to help the woman in front of her up and pulled her to sit next to her in a very intimate manner.
"What's wrong with you girl?"
She asked softly and concernedly, "Is that extra child in the stroller yours?"
The women took their seats.
Hearing this, Lin Rui snorted softly, "Although it's just speculation, if nothing unexpected happens, Chenchen and Mr. Song had an unexpected one-night stand a long time ago, and the child may also be Mr. Song's."
Tang Qian added, "Madam, when Mr. Song knew that the three ladies were coming today, he specifically asked me to take care of Madam Chenchen first."
Tong Qiuxia said calmly, "What exactly are you talking about?"
Wan Jiao chuckled and did not disturb her. Instead, she stood up and walked behind Jiang Caizhi, who was in a daze, and hugged the woman.
“It’s like this…”
Wang Chenchen sat upright and tense, telling everyone his guesses and the confusing things that happened that night.
After listening.
Qin Xiuru frowned and said, "How could you be so confused, kid?"
Tong Qiuxia pondered, "Since we've confirmed that the man that night wasn't my current husband, how can we be sure it was Chengcheng?"
Wang Chenchen said anxiously, "When I saw Mr. Song's photo, I suddenly remembered some memories of that night. It seemed that the man that night was Mr. Song."
Jin Yuzhu said calmly, "Just in case, we still need to do a paternity test."
Wan Jiao hugged Jiang Caizhi and said lazily, "Based on my understanding of him, since he asked Qianqian to take care of Chenchen first, then this is most likely true."
"So, Caizhi, he cheated on you when he was with you. Now the person he cheated on with has brought the child to your house and is leaving it with your child."
"How do you feel..."
How about it…
Jiang Cai subconsciously defended himself: "He must not have done it on purpose."
Wan Jiao said disappointedly, "You are so useless. If it were me, even if it wasn't intentional, I would make him pay."
Jiang Caizhi said in a trembling voice, "What's the point of saying this now? Anyway, it's already like this. One more or one less doesn't make any difference. We're all family."
"As long as he's happy, I can do anything..."
See this.
Qin Xiuru scolded, "Okay, Jiaojiao, stop causing trouble."
Tong Qiuxia smiled and said, "Yuzhu is right. We still need to do a paternity test so that we can all feel at ease."
Qin Xiuru glanced at her daughter and said angrily, "Look at Chenchen, she got a child without knowing what was going on. Now look at you."
He paused, glanced at the other women present, and continued, "And you all, all you do is eat and eat all day long, and don't do any work at all..."
The women's cheeks were rosy.
Wan Jiao chuckled and said in a sweet voice, "Auntie, I did it."
Qin Xiuru's eyes slightly annoyed as she said, "It's the same whether you did it or not, and you still have the nerve to say that."
Wan Jiao blinked and said, "It's the same with Auntie. She's still talking about us. Look at you and Auntie Xia, both of you have had your face stamped."
As she spoke, she stepped forward, interlaced with her beautiful legs in fishnet black stockings and silk high heels, and asked curiously, "Auntie, what's written on your and Aunt Xia's faces? Song Cheng, you even drew a heart on your face."
"But I'm more curious about the numbers on your necks. A 6 and a 7. Do they represent the length of your necks?"
"6 or 7 centimeters, it doesn't seem long enough."
What's the meaning?
Qin Xiuru immediately picked up the naughty girl in front of her and hit her: "You silly girl, you are talking nonsense and even making fun of me. You are asking for a beating."
Tong Qiuxia smiled.
On this occasion.
Jiang Caizhi exclaimed, interrupting the laughter.
On the sofa.
Jin Yuzhu sat elegantly in a slim-waisted, high-slit dress. As the hem of her skirt slipped down, a pair of beautiful legs in black stockings with suspenders were exposed to the air. She casually picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table and operated it.
In sight.
Lin Xilei helped Jiang Caizhi get off the stool and sat down on the sofa nearby.
I glanced at the empty stool.
Qin Xiuru and Tong Qiuxia trembled physically and mentally, their eyes trembled, and their breathing became inexplicably rapid.
These girls are so noisy.
"So, whose turn is next?"
After being beaten, Wan Jiao sat lazily between the two beautiful women, with a cold expression but an inexplicable smile in her eyes.
"Who else is not sitting down? Stand up."
final.
Nanny Wen Xin and Lin Xilei stood up.
Compared to Lin Xilei's calmness, Wen Xin, as the only outsider, was undoubtedly more nervous and embarrassed.
For this family, and these women.
Wen Xin didn't understand, but now it seemed that these women all had a special relationship with the man of this family, which was really shocking.
She couldn't understand.
Although I heard Ms. Shi Wan'er say last night that being Mr. Song's woman would give her one million in pocket money every day, this was still too outrageous.
But now it seems to be true, otherwise why would so many beautiful women be so willing and happy.
But she still couldn't understand.
Even if you have money, you can't do this, so what kind of person is the male owner of this family?
She really wants to see him.
"Forget about warmth."
Qin Xiuru scolded, "I'm just a confinement nanny, please stop messing around."
Wan Jiao said casually, "After seeing so much, how can I not give something in return?"
Wen Xin exhaled softly and smiled, "Ladies, please rest assured. I am a professional confinement nanny. Since I have entered this family, whatever the ladies say is what I have no objection to."
Jin Yuzhu raised her eyes slightly, without commenting.
"Then let's get started."
Wan Jiao leisurely picked up the phone.
See this.
Lin Xilei, wearing a black lace skirt and black silk legs, walked forward and slowly sat down on the stool. She said with a seductive look, "Let me go first."
"I'm a widow, I'm 35 years old this year, my son is 15 years old and he's in junior high school..."
"My husband was a good man, but he was in poor health and passed away not long after we got married..."
“…”
The woman introduced herself, feeling very uncomfortable.
“The competitive pressure is getting bigger again.”
Dong Wenyan couldn't help but speak softly.
"It doesn't matter."
Shi Wan'er said in a delicate voice, "I've already given up. Even if I can't eat it, it's good to rub Jiaojiao."
Jiang Xinqing's face flushed red, her body and mind were tense, and she didn't dare to speak.
A moment later.
Lin Xilei explained everything in detail, then stood up from the stool with a weak body and mind, and sat back on the sofa.
Looking at the custom-made stool in front of me.
Wen Xin gritted her teeth, walked forward and slowly sat down, looking at the group of gorgeous women sitting leisurely on the sofa in front of her. She also introduced herself, stumbling a lot and it was very difficult.
A happy family with two children...
"Jiaojiao."
Qin Xiuru warned again: "Don't mess with Xinxin again."
Wan Jiao said disappointedly, "I know."
This woman is very beautiful and has a good figure, but she doesn't have any other eye-catching features. Moreover, her family is harmonious and she has two children, so they really can't be considered a family.
In comparison, the widow Lin Xilei is more acceptable, more serious, more distinctive, and cleaner.
soon.
After Wen Xin introduced herself, she stood up from the stool and sat back on the sofa.
"Forget about Wan'er and the others."
Wan Jiao said lazily, "It was originally my and Sister Yuzhu's turn, but Aunt Qin, Aunt Xia, since you are back, you can't miss it."
Qin Xiuru raised her hand and said lightly: "Go, didn't I introduce us just now?"
Wan Jiao smiled and said, "That was my introduction, so it doesn't count. You should also introduce yourselves so that everyone can get to know you better."
"Otherwise, what if I offend you in the future?"
This girl...
Qin Xiuru's eyes fell charmingly, and she said angrily: "What can I introduce? I won't go."
Tong Qiuxia said softly, "Xiuru, we can't play favoritism. Since you've been playing with Meiyun and the others, you should also play with these girls."
Wan Jiao nodded seriously and hugged her, saying, "Aunt Xia is still sensible."
Qin Xiuru said angrily: "Don't make a fuss, Qiuxia, I have to accompany you, I have something else to do."
As he spoke, he took out his cell phone and said, "Chengcheng is such a bad kid. I have to call him and have a good talk with him."
I made a video call casually.
"We are all family, so we have to have fun."
Wan Jiao refused, and together with Tong Qiuxia, they forcibly pulled the beautiful woman up and brought her to the stool, pressing her hands down.
have no choice.
Qin Xiuru could only sit on the stool reluctantly, looking like she was being tortured.
Video connected.
In the picture, Song Chengying comes into view, his righteousness is very eye-catching.
"Auntie, what's wrong?"
Song Cheng asked, obviously distracted.
"Um…"
Qin Xiuru said slowly: "What are you doing, kid?"
Song Cheng smiled and said, "I'm busy with some small things."
Qin Xiuru exhaled lightly and said, "Come back for lunch at noon. Auntie has something I want to ask you."
Song Cheng simply said, "Okay, I'll be done here soon and will be back soon."
Qin Xiuru scolded, "Hurry up."
Song Cheng smiled and said, "Okay."
Qin Xiuru preached: "Don't just say good things..."
Song Cheng had no choice but to agree repeatedly.
Under such urging.
A moment later.
The video call ended.
The phone in Qin Xiuru's hand slipped and her eyes became inexplicably blank.
Come back to your senses.
She stood up and left, sitting down on the sofa, her demeanor always full of grace and dignity.
Tong Qiuxia then slowly sat down on the stool and introduced herself with a smile.
After the two beautiful aunts.
Wan Jiao and Jin Yuzhu were not embarrassed either. They sat on the stools and introduced themselves to each other.
After all this commotion, the women in the family got to know each other better, became more familiar with each other, and the atmosphere became more harmonious.
And the other side.
Inside the hotel suite.
Song Cheng let out a breath, and held Jiang Fangyue, who was exhausted and had fallen asleep, in his arms, but he still felt unsatisfied.
The system information appeared in front of him, but he didn't pay attention.
Look at the time, it’s already past eleven o’clock.
After a tender moment.
He got up from the soft bed and was about to take a hot shower when he heard someone knocking on the door.
Putting on his bathrobe, he opened the door to the suite.
Before my eyes, a woman with a rosy complexion and wearing an exquisite pink and white cheongsam came into view.
Zhou Jing?
Song Cheng was surprised.
"Mr. Song, can I come in?"
Zhou Jing paused for a moment, then smiled sweetly, gracefully and neither humble nor arrogant.
Song Cheng nodded, stepped aside and said, "Come in."
Zhou Jing said softly, "Excuse me."
As she spoke, she passed by him with her charming figure swaying in her cheongsam and entered the room.
Close the door behind you.
Song Cheng came to the living room and sat down. He poured a cup of tea and said with a smile, "What do you want to see me for?"
As he spoke, he handed over the poured tea.
"only…"
Zhou Jing paused, then walked over and sat next to the man in front of her. She leaned very close, so close that she was completely touching him. She bit her lip and said, "I just thought I should come over and talk to you."
What to talk about?
Are you sure you're just chatting when you sit so close?
Song Cheng raised his eyebrows.
"Sorry, Mr. Song, I'm a little tired now. Can you let me lean on you?"
Zhou Jing raised her eyes slightly, and while speaking, her cheongsam-wearing figure had already completely leaned into the arms of the man in front of her, and a pair of beautiful legs in flesh-colored shiny silk were faintly visible between the slits of her skirt.
What's the meaning?
Song Cheng couldn't figure out what women were thinking. He pondered for a moment, considering whether to touch them and take the opportunity to gain insight into their hearts...
(End of this chapter)
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