To lure you into the game, Professor Su is cold and flirtatious

Chapter 17 Parents' Awkwardness

Ding Lingling just kicked off the chair and stood up when Song Qiao pulled her back.

Wiping her mouth, Song Qiao persuaded Ding Lingling, "Okay, what are you fussing about with him? It's not a matter of a day or two for Ding Xingyan to get into trouble, so there's no need to be as knowledgeable as him."

Ding Xingyan opened his mouth to refute, but was glared at by Song Qiao, so he reluctantly sat back obediently.

He would never admit that he was afraid of eating his sister's chestnuts.

Song Qiao saw that Ding Lingling's face was still unsightly, so she quickly patted Meimei Ding on the shoulder, pushed her upstairs and said.

"Okay, okay, big beauty, don't be angry, lest you get wrinkles, let's go upstairs to calm down."

After finishing speaking, Song Qiao turned her head, looked down at Ding Xingyan, and casually pointed to the mess on the table.

"Little Xingzi, as a punishment, you cleared the table for me, and I will come down to check later, if it is not clean, the family law will take care of me!"

Ding Xingyan opened his mouth to resist, but Song Qiao raised her brows again, and glanced in Ding Lingling's direction, Ding Xingyan nodded reluctantly and muttered.

"Hey! Little Xingzi obeyed! I'll clean up, and the two Lafayettes will go up and rest, okay?"

Song Qiao reluctantly nodded in satisfaction, then smiled and pushed Ding Lingling upstairs.

Seeing the backs of the two going upstairs, Ding Xingyan was a little helpless, and stood up resignedly to clean up the mess on the table, muttering something in his mouth.

"You can't take care of the family? You are not from my family..."

Back in the bedroom, Ding Lingling hugged the pillow a little discouraged, sat on the sofa, leaned her head on the back of the sofa, and then let out a long sigh.

She said in a worried tone: "That bastard Ding Xingyan is too bad at talking, my dad must be depressed in the study again now."

After finishing speaking, Ding Lingling straightened her face again, looked at Song Qiao, gritted her teeth and said, "That brat, he really hasn't been on the house for three days, why should he mention his mother?"

"That's enough to mention it. I still have to talk about coming back. If mom wants to come back, why don't you come back sooner?"

Ding Lingling was full of worries.

Song Qiao pulled a round stool, placed it in front of Ding Lingling and sat down, propped her hands in front of her, and said helplessly.

"Lingling, to be honest, I shouldn't meddle in other people's business. After all, this is your family business. But as a bystander, I still have to say something more."

Speaking of this, Song Qiao smiled flatteringly, and then whispered, "Your parents are really awkward!"

After speaking, he stuck out his tongue, took a pillow and stuffed it in his bosom, and then stopped talking, really only said one more sentence.

Ding Lingling gave a wry smile, she also knew that her parents were a bit awkward, although Ding Xingyan spoke a little impulsively just now, but her words were not harsh.

Parents are sometimes like elementary school students, they are still fighting after so many years.

It's not that Mom and Dad don't love her anymore, but they can't hold back their face. Sometimes Ding Lingling wants to lower her head for the two of them, but no one cares.

Ding Lingling couldn't help sighing, looked at Song Qiao and sighed, "Your words are too much to hit the nail on the head. They both obviously like each other, but neither of them is willing to bow their heads."

Ding Lingling shook her head while talking, her eyes were a little dull, as if she was lost in memory.

"It's been so many years since I graduated from high school, why can't I still swallow that breath? My dad is also, no matter how you say it, he is also a big man, can't you coax my mother a little bit?"

Seeing that Ding Lingling was feeling uncomfortable again, Song Qiao quickly changed the subject.

He stepped forward and shook Ding Lingling's arm with both hands, then sat back on the round stool and said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, let them solve their adult affairs, and you, the most important thing now is to solve this!"

After speaking, Song Qiao took out a contract from her bag, and handed the contract directly to Ding Lingling, smiling like a wolf grandmother.

"Welcome to Manmanfei!"

Ding Lingling stared at the contract in front of her eyes. She suddenly took a sharp turn from her depression just now. She curled her lips and snatched the contract away. She stared at Song Qiao and said.

"If you don't tell me, I'll forget it. When did I promise you that I want to join Manmanfei?"

……

A car stops.

After a while, the car door opened, and a thin figure pushed the door and got out.

The other party covered his face, seemed to be crying, his shoulders trembled, and then silently moved into the house.

bright living room.

The dignified and elegant middle-aged woman put down the tray with a smile, then poured a cup of the carefully planed scented tea inside, and said to the young girl sitting on the sofa.

"Come on, Qing Huan, try this. This is the scented tea I bought specially. It's pure natural and pollution-free. How about you try it?"

The young girl had clear eyes, smiled, took it over and said, "Thank you, Aunt Meng, this tea is very fragrant."

Before the middle-aged woman sat back on the sofa, there was a sound of closing the door.

She looked directly towards the door, clapped her hands and smiled immediately: "It should be Yiye who came back, I'll go and have a look, you sit down first!"

Zhang Qinghuan subconsciously put down the teacup and said, "I'll go and have a look too."

But before the two of them moved a few steps, they were attracted by a burst of crying.

Meng Yiye walked slowly to the living room, her eyes were a little swollen from crying, when she saw the two people in the living room, she quickly wiped away her tears, then turned her head away, not wanting to be seen.

But no matter how much she concealed it, she was still seen squarely.

Mother Meng stopped her smile and walked quickly to her daughter, holding her hand, trying to see her face clearly.

But Meng Yiye was extremely stubborn right now, and directly blocked his face.

Mother Meng simply let go of her daughter's hand, and asked worriedly: "What's the matter? Who bullied you?"

After saying this, Mother Meng seemed to have thought of something, and there was a little spark in her eyes: "Didn't you go to Su's house? Did Su Zhiqiu bully you?"

Zhang Qinghuan, who was sitting by the sofa, also stood up, walked over worriedly, glanced at Meng Yiye's slightly red and swollen eyes, then at the angry Meng Mu, and smoothed things over.

"Aunt Meng, it should be impossible. Brother Su is not that kind of person, and I have never seen him get angry."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Meng Yiye softly and asked directly: "Yiye, tell yourself, what happened? Don't worry Auntie, is someone bullying you?"

Meng Yiye seemed to be afraid that her mother would trouble Su Zhiqiu, so she rolled her eyes and said sobbingly.

"No, it's nothing, I am, I just saw a puppy that was crushed to death on the way back, so I feel a little uncomfortable."

(End of this chapter)