Chapter 767 Vicious Woman (Eight)

"That's right...after you left with your parents...Ah Chu has been depressed for a long time."

In order to convince Song Yishi, Mrs. Qin made up things...

In fact, boys' mental development is relatively late. Qin Chu, who is eight years old, really doesn't understand what love is.

"Mother Qin... Forget it, don't say this, Qin Chu is married, it's not good for his wife to know."

"What kind of wife, who admits that vixen, you all know, Shishi, that woman's mother is a shameless mistress. Later, she failed to get a job, and she had a secret affair with a driver of the Huo family, and gave birth to a son. It's very messy, you Tell me, how could I accept such a woman, such a back view... Ah Chu is still confused, I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup was poured by that woman."

"Mother Qin, let's not talk about this for now. Come on, this is the scarf I brought you in Italy. There are three colors. I don't know which one you like, so I bought them all."

Song Yishi took out the scarf, and Mrs. Qin couldn't help but smile when she saw the big brand...

"Hurry up and bring out the bird's nest and give us poetry."

The maid didn't dare to neglect, and immediately brought out the stewed bird's nest.

Mrs. Qin took Song Yishi's hand, "Shishi, since your parents haven't come back yet, you should stay at my house first."

"No, I'll just stay at my uncle's house."

"No, you listen to me and live here. Your father Qin has gone to the United States, and that old bastard doesn't agree with me anymore... I don't know why I was bewitched by that little bitch. I'm so mad. Now at home As for myself, I feel lonely by myself, and you are here, maybe Ah Chu can come back a few more times, okay?"

"It's not okay, mother Qin I can't live here, really."

Song Yishi is not such an ignorant person, no matter how much Qin's mother likes her, she will not do such a cheap thing.

Seeing that Song Yishi refused to say anything, Mrs. Qin couldn't continue to embarrass her...

"Shishi, why don't you leave this time when you return to China?"

"Well... I told you on the phone before, this time I will be back with my parents, they are getting old, and my father will retire in three years, and then I will take them two around world."

"Hehe... What a good boy... If you come back sooner, our Ah Chu... oh... let's not talk about that."

"Mother Qin, take good care of your body. Your body is the most important thing."

"I will, good boy, or you."

Song Yishi's return to China revived Mrs. Qin's fighting spirit that was about to be extinguished.

Because through comparison, Mrs. Qin thinks that Song Yishi can beat Huo Mian...

In terms of appearance, Song Yishi has a figure of 170, and Lin Chiling has a sweet appearance.

In terms of academic qualifications, Song Yishi is a talented student majoring in ink painting at the Florence Academy of Fine Arts.

In terms of family background, Song Yishi is Mayor Song's favorite, the only daughter in the family.

In terms of conversation and temperament, Mrs. Qin felt that Song Yishi was perfect...

But she ignored that there is no perfect person in this world.

If a person is too perfect, it can only mean that she pretends too well.

There must be a fatal flaw in her, which is not easily seen by others.

Huo Mian is not perfect, but Huo Mian has always been her own way, living a real life.

Song Yishi, on the other hand, dressed herself up too delicately as if she was living in a painting.

Qin Chu was leaning against the head of the bed with a book, while Huo Mian was leaning on Qin Chu's shoulder to play with his mobile phone.

"Sister, are you there?"

"Yes." Jian Zhixin sent herself a WeChat message, and Huo Mian replied in seconds.

Looking at the time, it was almost ten o'clock, and Zhixin was rarely so late, so he sent himself a WeChat message.

"Have you been in touch with Xiaoyue recently?"

"no, what happened?"

"She has been avoiding me for the past few days, refusing to see me. I send WeChat messages, but she doesn't reply very much. Sometimes she answers calls and sometimes she doesn't answer them. When she answers, she hangs up after only three sentences."

"Did you quarrel?"

"No, it would be fine if we quarreled... So I'm also confused, I don't know what's wrong with her?" Zhixin was anxious not to type, and sent a voice message to his sister.

"Don't worry, I'll ask her."