My wife is my mother's best friend

Chapter 217 The Conspiracy Against Jiang Qi (13)

Song Meiyue, who was awake, was buzzing in her mind, and her shame and anger almost occupied all her thoughts. In the extreme panic, she kicked the sleeping Jiang Qi down, and heard a plop. On the floor, there was a constant wailing sound.

"Oh, what's the matter with you, mother-in-law?" Jiang Qi was wearing a pair of underpants, lying on the ground and howling in pain, "I can't, I can't go to work today."

Song Meiyue was wrapped in a quilt, sat up from the bed, and roared with embarrassment, "Jiang, do you know what you did just now? You still have the nerve to ask me what's going on? I didn't beat you up. gone?"

"what?"

"What did I do?" Jiang Qi also got up from the ground, looking at Auntie Qiao who was sitting on the bed with a confused face, her angry eyes seemed to be swallowed alive by her in the next second, subconsciously Swallowing his own saliva, he asked cautiously, "I'm obviously sleeping."

"Is that what you call sleeping? You're greedy for my ass, you're a jerk!" Song Meiyue yelled angrily.

What the hell?
I didn't understand what she was talking about. What's wrong with her ass?What does my sleeping have to do with her ass?Not on her buttocks.

Jiang Qi became even more confused. He even suspected that the mature and sexy Auntie Qiao was sleepy and mentally confused. Then he said, "I didn't understand what my sleep has to do with your butt?"

"you you."

Song Meiyue opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to describe it to him. She took a deep breath and asked seriously, "Are you dreaming?"

"Dream?"

"Uh, yes, yes!" Jiang Qi nodded again and again, and hurriedly said: "I dreamed that I was eating a flat peach, and the flat peach was big, round and moist, but it was just an ordinary peach. As for the size, it should be this big!"

said,

Jiang Qi made a gesture, and continued: "Then I gnawed and gnawed. I don't know why, but I just couldn't get it down, and then I gnawed hard."

In an instant

Jiang Qi trembled all over, his eyes were full of astonishment, and an expression of disbelief, he was even a little at a loss, shrank his neck in embarrassment, and asked cautiously: "Is it me... the one in my dream?" The flat peach is yours"

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"Am I this old?" Song Meiyue was about to explode in anger, and shouted shamefully and angrily: "I'm so annoying you stinky hooligan, you bit me so hard in the morning, you... you want to go to heaven ?”

"It's a dream. Who knows what will happen in reality." Jiang Qi curled his lips, looked at Song Meiyue who was furious, and asked curiously: "Speaking of which, I slept there honestly, how could I be pushed by your butt?" Face?"

"Uh?"

"This. I. I." Song Meiyue was suddenly speechless, and said with her head lowered, "How do I know that anyway, you are dishonest and want to take advantage when you sleep."

Seeing the ashamed expression on her brow, Jiang Qi knew what the situation was, it was probably the same as yesterday morning, except yesterday she put her foot on her face and stuffed her toes into her mouth, but this morning it was Hit your face with your butt.

hey hey.
This life is too difficult, what crime did I do, how could I meet such a woman?

During the day, she is a high-ranking and cold-faced female president, but at night, she is a crazy female who grabs the quilt and sleeps in a mess.

Jiang Qi sat on the ground with a sad face, feeling cool in his heart. At the same time, Song Meiyue, who was sitting on the bed, also noticed her man's sad expression, and immediately frowned, feeling a little bit of displeasure in her heart.

"what?"

"Dislike me?" Song Meiyue stared at her little husband, and said angrily, "Even if you dislike me, you still can't get rid of me. Anyway, I won't let you run away."

"What nonsense, how could I throw you away." Jiang Qi hissed and got into the warm bed again, looked at the aunt of the vice president sitting next to him, and said with a smile: "The legs are also stretched, buttocks It’s great too, shouldn’t it be used tonight?”

As soon as the voice fell,
She gestured at Song Meiyue, and said meanly: "My precious aunt Qiao understands this, right?"

Song Meiyue's face turned even redder immediately, she stretched out her foot and kicked him fiercely, and said angrily, "Go back to your room at night, I hate you so much, I will satisfy your request for room assignment tonight."

"Really?"

"Oye, take off!"

Jiang Qi tore off the quilt with a clatter, then stepped on his slippers and went out excitedly, leaving a word before leaving
"I'm going to make breakfast."

slipped away

He slipped away without looking back.

Song Meiyue's emotions exploded, and she wanted to kill this man.

After someone left, Song Meiyue lay back on the bed again, staring blankly at the ceiling above her head, her thoughts became chaotic, but even so, the feeling just now remained in her mind, from the simple pain just now to the present pain There was another inexplicable experience.

Stinky hooligan. Kill you!
Breakfast is very simple,
It's just ordinary pickled rice. In fact, Song Meiyue hates pickled rice because she has eaten it too many times. However, Jiang Qi's pickled rice is different. Work up an appetite.

"Really not going to work today?" Song Meiyue asked curiously.

"Too lazy to go. I don't have anything to do every day." Jiang Qi cleaned up the dishes and said lightly: "Go to the hospital to see my brother-in-law, chat with him, and enlighten him."

"Ah."

Song Meiyue nodded and didn't say much.

In the following time, after Jiang Qi drove Aunt Qiao to the designated place, he drove to a certain hospital. Of course, he also bought two fruit baskets. After asking for information at the front desk of the inpatient department, he took the elevator to the hospital. On the sixth floor, Zhang Wenzhong's ward was successfully found.

Push open the door,

Jiang Qi, who was carrying a fruit basket, saw Zhang Wenzhong lying on the hospital bed, and his heart skipped a beat. Why is he so old?With a thin face and yellow skin, and a little bit of a trance, how much torture did you suffer?
"You this. This."

Jiang Qi came to the side of the hospital bed and stared at Zhang Wenzhong dumbfounded, suddenly he couldn't speak what he was full of.

"coming?"

"Hey, don't ask, it means life is hard."

Zhang Wenzhong sighed deeply, and then said angrily: "Do you think this bitch is a human being? I wondered why she caught me in bed every day, once, twice or three times. I'm not a cow, even if I'm a cow. Rest well, take a look at me now."

Sitting on the side, Jiang Qi listened to his brother-in-law complaining about his wife. When he felt deep sympathy, he was praying for his own future. Soon he began to panic, and hurriedly said: "Okay, okay. Don't talk about it. , It's weird, it's like this. What can you do? You can't get a divorce, right? Your bitch's temper probably wants to fight you."

"divorce?"

"Forget it, don't dare to divorce, she will use a knife." Zhang Wenzhong pursed his lips, and said cautiously: "She graduated from a medical university. Do you know what the concept is? She can stab me more than 30 times and avoid it everywhere." The fatal point, and then identified as a minor injury, do you think it's scary?"

Jiang Qi frowned, and asked suspiciously: "Your wife is a bit strong, this is a capture and fighting, and it's a knife to avoid a fatal point, so what else can she do?"

"There will be a lot."

"Although the ability to make money is not strong, even the company is about to go bankrupt, but she loves learning very much." Zhang Wenzhong hesitated, and said in a low voice: "I didn't really want to tell you, but we share the same disease, I can't just watch Let you die, let me tell you. Your wife is not simple."

Hearing Zhang Wenzhong's words, Jiang Qi trembled all over, and asked anxiously: "She has also learned this?"

"I'm not sure."

"But one time when your wife was chatting with my wife, I overheard that your wife had practiced judo, and she loved racing cars when she was in college. When she was studying abroad, she was racing and speeding every day. My wife said that your wife is a crazy woman." Zhang Literature speaks softly.

For a time,

Jiang Qi was almost frightened, his face turned pale.

No wonder this bitch always kicked me out of bed, thinking she was a cosmic explosion. It turned out that she... She used to practice judo.

At this time,

Zhang Wenzhong sat up from the hospital bed, looked at his good brother next to him, and saw his melancholy and timid face, with a little schadenfreude, although he was very unlucky to have a woman like Gu Fei, but in comparison .Someone is more unlucky than oneself.

In an office of Feihong Group.

Zhou Fusheng was chatting with a middle-aged man. This young man was Zhou Fusheng's brother-in-law and the director of the Compensation and Performance Department.

"Brother-in-law."

"This is the evidence I collected. I heard that there is an internal working meeting of the group in the afternoon. You can take this opportunity to play a role. I can guarantee that the person surnamed Jiang will die without a burial place." Zhou Fusheng handed over to He has a document, and the brows are full of insidiousness and cunning.

The middle-aged man took the document, carefully looked at the contents inside, and felt a moment of astonishment. He raised his head to look at his brother-in-law, and asked cautiously, "Will this be found out?"

"will not!"

"I did it perfectly, and I couldn't find any gaps." Zhou Fusheng replied solemnly.

After the middle-aged man nodded and put away the document, he said earnestly: "At today's meeting, the chairman Song Guoping, the president Song Miaozhen, and the vice president Song Meiyue and the Song family are all present. I will bring them out when the time comes."

As soon as the voice fell,
A smile appeared on Zhou Fusheng's face, he seemed to have seen Jiang Qi's miserable state.

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(End of this chapter)