The disabled Zhan Ye is the father of the child, he can't hide it!

Song Mianmian regrets why she is not a man.

If she were a man, she would definitely come to snatch Shen Qingtian away from him and make her his wife.

But fortunately, Zhan Yehan is also very handsome, even in the entertainment circle, where appearance is needed as a stepping stone, he is the one in a million handsome.

Thinking of this, she finally got a little balance in her heart.

Shen Qingtian has known her for so long, and she has long been familiar with her face-controlling attributes.

But seeing her drooling at her at this moment, I still can't laugh or cry.

"Little nymphomaniac." She shook her head helplessly.

Song Mianmian was not angry at being called a nympho.

She raised her glass and said, "Sunny day, I wish you and Weiwei happiness."

"Thank you." Shen Qingtian accepted her blessing.

Song Mianmian is still afraid of her mother.

Song Mianmian looked at the backs of Shen Qingtian and Zhan Yehan, and took a sip of juice.

Mother Song glared at her.

Of course Shen Qingtian was angry because of this trivial matter.

She stared at Shen Qingtian with wide-eyed eyes, even more exaggerated than her nympho daughter.

When she went out this morning, Mother Song was fine, but when she was watching the service at the church, her expression was a little off.

Mother Song came back to her senses and shook her head.

Seeing her showing off her face, it was as if she was the one who married such a beautiful wife.

"Mrs. Zhan, you are too polite. You and Bo Yan, Mianmian are good friends. We welcome you to visit us at any time." Father Song had a smile on his face, and he didn't put on airs at all.

"Mom and Dad, she is the Shen Qingtian I often mention to you, isn't she super pretty?" Song Mianmian looked at her parents proudly.

Zhan Yehan greeted everyone at this table one by one, then clasped fingers with Shen Qingtian, and went to the next table.

"Hello, Uncle, Aunt, I've heard Bo Yan and Mian Mian mention you a long time ago, but it's a pity that I haven't had the time and opportunity to visit." Shen Qingtian said politely.

"It's okay." She smiled slightly, "When you and uncle are free some other day, I will definitely visit the Song family."

"When I came here, my parents told me again and again not to talk nonsense. I guess I will have to be disciplined again in a while." As she spoke, she seemed to have thought of something, and said to Shen Qingtian, "Sunny day, today I My parents are here too, and I will introduce them to you."

"Aunt Pan?" Song Mianmian was shocked, "How do you look like Aunt Pan in Qingtian? If you mean Uncle, I can still understand."

"Okay, okay, our Song family welcomes you anytime." Mother Song said immediately.

"Okay." Shen Qingtian agreed.

Father Song reached out and patted her on the head, "Don't talk nonsense here, be careful when your mother beats you later, I won't stop you."

Her family is a standard loving father and strict mother. She has been taught by Song's mother since she was a child. At home, she is most afraid of Song's mother.

This time, Mother Song came to her senses.

Hearing this, Father Song froze for a moment.

Father Song had no choice but to tell the story again.

He also inquired about it.

In fact, she had long wanted to meet Song's father and Song's mother.

Did something happen?
Father Song also looked bewildered.

After she finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue.

"Brother, I think it was destined for you that you didn't catch up with Qing Tian. I found that Qing Tian and Young Master Han seem to be a better match when standing together." She said to Song Boyan.

Mother Song said it was fine, and he checked the temperature on Mother Song's forehead again to make sure she was not feeling well or had a fever, so he didn't take this matter to heart again.

Song Mianmian didn't dare to say anything.

Having been a couple for most of their lives, they already have a tacit understanding of perfect marks, and they can understand each other's meaning with a single movement and look.

After finishing speaking, he even touched his wife, wanting her to say something too.

"Honey, are you a little unwell? How about we leave first and I'll take you to the hospital." Father Song couldn't help but worry.

Mother Song didn't respond at all.

But my wife's situation seems to be getting worse now.

"I'm really fine. I just saw the bride and thought she looked like someone, so I thought of some old things." She said frankly.

Song Mianmian turned her head to take a look, and found that her mother was in a daze again.

She couldn't help but looked at Father Song in doubt, and asked him with her eyes, what's going on, why is my mother so frequently wandering into space today?

"Wife, wife..." Father Song was a little helpless, reached out to pat her arm, and reminded again.

Ever since Father Song and Mother Song adopted Song Boyan, and later had their own child, her attitude towards Song Boyan has not changed, and she treats the two children equally. She has a very good impression of Father Song and Mother Song.

Thinking of this, Song's father looked at Song's mother curiously.

Could it be that Mianmian's nympho is her genetic wife?

Obviously Shen Qingtian looks so good-looking, like a fairy, but as for Aunt Pan, just...

She withdrew her gaze as if waking up from a dream, and said with embarrassment, "What's wrong? What happened?"

But at this moment, he has hinted for a long time.

Fearing that she would really be punished in a while, she hugged Song's mother's arm and began to act like a baby, "My mother is so beautiful, dignified and elegant, and kind-hearted, she must be reluctant to punish your lovely daughter, isn't she?"

At this time, the confrontation between Zhan Yehan and Song Boyan was over.

Seeing that her eldest brother and the groom were still talking, and there was still time, she said bluntly, "Hey, originally I wanted to introduce you to my brother and ask you to be my sister-in-law."

She knew that her mother and Aunt Pan were best friends, but over the years, Aunt Pan's health was getting worse and worse, and her condition also fluctuated from time to time, and she seldom saw each other in recent years.

Why didn't my wife respond at all?

However, the relationship between the two people has not changed in the slightest because of the lack of communication.

Song's mother smiled awkwardly, "Mrs. Zhan, I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well last night, and I was just a little lost in thought."

"Oh, do you mean Pan Li?" Soon, he showed a look of sudden realization, and his tone revealed a bit of thought, "That's indeed a bit like it."

It's just that I have been delayed by various things before, and I can finally see them today.

Song Boyan didn't even want to talk to her, so he gave her a look and let her experience it by herself.

She is a beauty control, and she always judges people by their appearance.

Normally, if she wanted to say something bad about Aunt Pan, she would definitely be scolded bloody.

But she just doesn't have a long memory.

Song Mianmian is already ready to be trained again.

"What do you know? When your Aunt Pan was young, she was definitely a beautiful woman, if it wasn't for..." Song's mother couldn't continue talking.