My wife is number one in the world

At this moment, Gu Molan Ya, who was watching the play quietly, would never have thought that she, the spectator, would actually become a character in the play.

Qinglian, Huyan Yunyao and the other sisters quietly stopped stealing glances at Gu Molanya, and with smiling eyes they silently turned their gazes back to the little cutie's pretty face.

"Yue'er."

The little cutie turned his eyes to Qinglian and immediately responded in a sweet voice: "Hey, good mother, you say."

Qinglian tilted her head slightly to glance at Song Qing, who was drinking with Young Master Liu and the Huyan Yu brothers, and pretended to be helpless and sighed lightly.

"My dear daughter, since you can see why it is inconvenient for us sisters, I think you can naturally understand our difficulties.

Therefore, I have no choice but to say sorry to you. "

As Qinglian finished speaking with a hint of "guilt", sisters Huyan Junyao and Ling Weiler immediately echoed her softly.

"My dear daughter, I want to apologize to you as your mother."

"My dear daughter, I can't help you get your revenge. I'm sorry."

"Yue'er, auntie is sorry too."

"Yue'er, I feel the same way."

Wenren Yunshu, Huyan Yunyao, and the sisters Ren Qingrui, like Qinglian, also revealed a hint of "guilt" in their tone of voice.

Seeing this, Liu Mingzhi glanced at Song Qing and Huyan Yu brothers with a strange look.

When he saw that Song Qing and the other man both had their eyes twitching slightly, he forced himself to hold back his smile, picked up a peanut with chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

The brothers Song Qing and Huyan Yu blinked their slightly twitching eyes vigorously, then turned their heads to glance at Young Master Liu who was eating peanuts. A hint of sympathy appeared in the eyes of the two brothers.

At this moment, the Song Qing brothers seemed to have a telepathic connection, and the same thought emerged in their minds at the same time.

That is, it is better for ladies to have less.

Especially for ladies who are good at acting, there should be less.

No, no, no, no, no, it should be best if there is none at all, it should be best if there is none at all!

Otherwise, I would have a headache every day!

After listening to the "apology" words from all the good mothers and two good aunts, the little cutie shook her head gently towards Qinglian, Huyan Junyao and the other sisters.

"Oh, oh, dear mothers, dear aunts, please don't say that.

What's the point of saying sorry or not, Yue'er, I can't bear it!"

Hearing the little cutie's "flustered" answer, Qinglian smiled brightly with the corners of her lips slightly raised.

"My dear daughter, as long as you can understand the difficulties we sisters face, that's enough."

"Yes, yes, good mothers, Yue'er understands, Yue'er understands." The little cutie nodded without hesitation and responded to Qinglian's words in a tender voice. She smiled and stretched out her white and tender jade hand to pick up her wine glass again: "My good mothers, my two good aunts, let's not talk about this anymore. Yue'er toasts you a glass."

"Hey, dear daughter, cheers."

"Okay, okay, my dear daughter, cheers."

"Good moon, cheers."

"Yue'er, cheers."

"Good mother, good aunt, Yue'er will drink first as a sign of respect."

As soon as the cute little Tan finished speaking, she slightly tilted her fair neck and drank the wine in the glass in one breath.

Then, she smiled slightly, took a sip of the wine from the corner of her lips, and gently placed the wine glass in her hand back on the table.

Immediately afterwards, Qinglian, Wenren Yunshu and their sisters also put down their empty wine glasses between their slender jade fingers.

The little cutie casually picked up the wine jug beside him, then stood up from the chair under his buttocks with a silly smile on his face and walked straight towards Qinglian, Huyan Junyao, and Gumo Lanya sisters.

“Hehehehe, all the good mothers, two good aunts, Yue’er is here to help you pour the wine.”

Seeing this, Qinglian and the sisters Huyan Yunyao smiled and nodded twice to each other, without being polite to the little cutie.

Compared to Qinglian and her sisters who calmly let the little cutie pour wine for them, Ren Qingrui and Gumo Lanya gently raised their glasses when the little cutie was about to pour wine for them.

If it were on a normal day when only Young Master Liu, Qi Yun and their family were present, Ren Qingrui and her sister would naturally not act like this.

But, aren’t the brothers Song Qing and Huyan Yu still sitting aside?

Under such circumstances, the sisters Ren Qingrui and Gu Molanya naturally have to pay attention to their posture.

Seeing Ren Qingrui and her sister gently holding up the wine glasses, the little cutie instantly looked angry and gently pouted her delicate and tempting cherry lips.

"Oh, my two dear aunts, what are you two sisters doing?

Put your glass down, put your glass down."

"Yue'er, it's okay. It's all the same, all the same."

"Yes, yes, Yue'er, Sister Rui'er is right. They are all the same."

The little cutie listened to the responses from the sisters Ren Qingrui and Gu Molanya, and pouted her red lips again.

"Oh, my two dear aunts, if Yue'er asks you two to put it down, then put it down!

Aunt Qingrui, Aunt Lanya, if you two don't put down your wine glasses, I will be angry. "

When Ren Qingrui and Gu Molanya heard what the little cutie said, they hurriedly put the wine glasses in their hands back on the table in front of them.

"Okay, okay, auntie will listen to you. I'll put it down."

"Okay, put it down, put it down right away."

The little cutie saw that Ren Qingrui and her sister put down the wine glasses between their white jade fingers one after another, and their beautiful faces instantly revealed sweet smiles that were enough to make all other flowers pale in comparison.

"Hey, my two good aunts, that's right. Yue'er will pour you some wine."

The little cutie smiled as sweet as a flower and poured a glass of wine to Ren Qingrui and Gu Molan Ya respectively. Then she walked back to her seat with her slender waist and lotus steps swaying.

Under the smiling gaze of Qinglian, Wenren Yunshu and other sisters, the little cutie sat carelessly on the chair behind them and casually poured himself a refill of wine.

The little cutie gently put down the wine jug in his hand, turned sideways with a faint smile and looked at the three brothers Liu Dashao, Song Qing, and Huyan Yu.

"Uncle."

Song Qing, who was chatting and laughing with Young Master Liu and Huyan Yu, heard the voice and immediately turned to look at the little cutie.

"Yue'er, you say."

"Haha, haha." The little cutie laughed softly a few times, then looked at Song Qing who was sitting across from her and said in a soft voice, "Uncle, there are some things you have to be mentally prepared for in advance!"

When Song Qing heard what the little cutie said, his heart suddenly tightened, and he hurriedly bowed to the little cutie with a smile on his face.

"Yue'er, Yue'er, my dear niece, you must show mercy!"

The little cutie looked at Song Qing's smiling face, gave Song Qing a meaningful look with a smile, then turned her slender waist and looked towards Qinglian, Huyan Junyao and the sisters.

Seeing the reaction of the little cutie, Song Qing couldn't help but flash a little nervous. He really couldn't guess what the little cutie was thinking. "My dear mothers, my dear aunts."

"Hey, Yue'er, you say."

"Yes, dear daughter, go ahead and tell me. I am listening."

"Yue'er?"

"Yue'er?"

"My dear mothers, my two dear aunts, as female relatives, it is not convenient for you sisters to directly bypass Yue'er's good father and ask my uncle to help me get back my face. Yue'er, I can naturally understand.

But! If Yue'er wants my good mother and good aunt to help me get back my face, and the person I want to help me get back is a female relative, then it shouldn't be inconvenient for you sisters, right?"

When the little cutie said this, it finally formed a perfect closed loop for the words she had said before, as well as the words Qinglian and Huyan Yunyao and her sisters had said when they were acting together.

Next, Qinglian, Wenren Yunshu, Ling Weier, Ren Qingrui and the other sisters only needed to pretend to be confused and ask a few questions.

Then, the following series of events can naturally continue in a logical manner.

As expected, as soon as the little cutie finished speaking, the expressions on the faces of Qinglian, Wenren Yunshu and other sisters became confused.

"My dear daughter, what do you mean?"

"Good daughter, you mean?"

"Yue'er, um, um, you are not?"

"Yue'er?"

Song Qing listened to the "doubtful" tone of the Qinglian sisters, and without waiting for the little cutie to respond to Qinglian, Ren Qingrui and the other sisters' words, he immediately leaned over to Young Master Liu with an anxious look on his face.

"Third brother! Third brother!"

Upon hearing the voice, the little cutie immediately swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth, and turned her neck slightly with a playful look towards Song Qing.

Immediately afterwards, Qinglian, Wenren Yunshu, Ren Qingrui and the others also turned their gazes to Song Qing with strange expressions.

"Third brother, third brother, you are my good brother!

I beg you, brother, please help me persuade Yue'er and stop her from playing like this.

My good brother, the relationship between me and Ramil is about to come to fruition.

It's just one step away, just the last step!

My dear third brother, for the sake of our years of brotherhood, can you please have pity on me?"

Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Qing's anxious expression, put down his chopsticks with a smile, and then picked up the glass and raised it to his mouth.

After drinking half a glass of wine, Young Master Liu happily held the glass between his fingers and gently turned it.

"Brother, do you believe in fate?"

When Song Qing heard what Young Master Liu said, he was stunned for a moment: "Ah? What? Third brother, what did you say?"

Liu Mingzhi raised his head slightly and drank the wine in the glass, then placed the glass gently on the table with a smile on his face.

"Brother, I just asked you, do you believe in fate?"

"Brother, do I believe in fate?"

"Yes, do you believe in fate?"

"Uh! Uh! This! That!" Song Qing hummed a few times, hesitantly saying with a look of uncertainty on his face: "Third brother, to be honest, I don't really believe it."

Young Master Liu raised his eyebrows with a smile, picked up the wine jug and poured himself a refill of wine.

"Oh? You don't really believe it?"

"Yeah, that's right. I don't really believe it."

"Brother, you don't believe in fate, but I do!"

As Young Master Liu finished speaking, Song Qing immediately opened his eyes wide with a look of astonishment.

"Third brother? What did you say? What did you just say?"

"Brother, I just said that you don't believe in fate, but I do!"

"Do you believe in fate?"

Liu Mingzhi smiled calmly and nodded without comment.

"Yes, I believe in fate."

"Huff! Inhale! Huuff! Inhale!" Song Qing opened his mouth and took a few deep breaths. He looked at Young Master Liu with a troubled expression and said, "Third brother, I am old now, but I am not yet senile and confused!

Good brother, I remember you have told me more than once that you believe in everything in your life except fate.

So now you're telling me that you believe in the so-called illusory fate?"

Song Qing spoke loudly with a look of disbelief on his face, then raised his right hand and gently touched Young Master Liu's forehead twice.

"Huh? The temperature feels normal. Doesn't it look like you have a fever?"

When Liu Mingzhi saw what Song Qing did, the smile on his face froze slightly.

Then he coughed lightly a few times, with a slightly embarrassed look on his face, and raised his hand to slap away Song Qing's big hand that was touching his forehead.

“Uh-huh, cough, cough, cough, cough, cough.

Brother, well, well, it’s just as the saying goes, different times have different circumstances!

Just because I didn’t believe in fate before doesn’t mean I don’t believe in it now! "

Song Qing frowned slightly, looked at the slightly embarrassed Liu Da Shao with a doubtful look, and said softly: "Really? Is it like this?"

Looking at the doubtful look in Song Qing's eyes, Young Master Liu took a deep breath silently, smiled faintly, and nodded gently to Song Qing.

"Yes, that's exactly it."

"really?"

"real!"

"Really?"

"really!"

"sure?"

"Sure!"

After Liu Mingzhi answered Song Qing's three questions in a row, he immediately raised his right hand with an unpleasant look on his face and hit the table in front of him with a card not too hard or too lightly.

"Song Qing, Boss Song, you bastard, are you going to stop?" (End of this chapter)