Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 119

Meng Yinyin looked at Song Tingyue carefully, her face was calm, but her heart was in her throat.

If Song Tingyu dared to use Haina, she would definitely destroy it.

Hearing this, Song Tingyue paused his hand holding the chopsticks, and slowly raised his head, with an unconcealable smile in his eyes: "Why do you ask this?"

"Nothing, just curiosity."

Meng Yinyin shrugged, trying to look relaxed.

Fortunately, Song Tingyue didn't know that she was Feiyin, otherwise it wouldn't be easy to talk.

Song Tingyue replied flatly: "A very ordinary woman, she needs money, and I need children, it's as simple as that."

Sister Na needs money now, she won't do stupid things for money, will she?
"Then you and her...have you..."

It's hard to say.

Meng Yinyin paused for a moment before turning her heart: "Go to bed?"

Song Tingyue raised his eyebrows: "Are you curious?"

"Not very curious, just a little curious."

Under Song Tingyue's gaze, Meng Yinyin bowed her head guiltily.

Lest he see the clue.

Her heart was beating like a thousand drums.

Extremely nervous.

"No!" Song Tingyue paused every word: "I won't sleep with her."

"Oh……"

Don't go to bed to give birth...Is it artificial insemination?
Meng Yinyin was full of thoughts, and kept poking the rice in the bowl with her chopsticks.

She didn't look jealous, more like she was worried.

Song Tingyue saw clearly that even if Meng Yinyin was worried, it wasn't him.

Look at his eyes full of guard.

His heart sank, and the smile in Song Tingyue's eyes disappeared without a trace.

Meng Yinyin suddenly felt a chill.

She shrank her neck subconsciously, and asked bravely: "Song Tingyue, did you and that girl make it clear that she knew it was a surrogate?"

She was worried about a woman she didn't know at all!
"know."

Song Tingyue gritted his teeth, his hand holding the chopsticks had bruised veins.

"That's good."

Meng Yinyin breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the surrogate woman is not Sister Na.

But Meng Yinyin still didn't relax her vigilance. Could it be that Song Tingyue was lying to her?
We still need to pay more attention to Sister Na's movements, lest she be fooled and suffer losses.

Not a pleasant meal.

Especially Song Tingyue, who didn't eat much food at the table.

After talking to Meng Yinyin, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and went to the study, not knowing what he was doing there.

Meng Yinyin couldn't eat much by herself, so she put the leftovers in the refrigerator and washed the dishes.

"Song Tingyue, I'm leaving." She yelled at the door of the study, and left in despair with her bag.

……

It's time to record "I'm an Idol" again.

Meng Yinyin came to the TV station for the second time, and her popularity was obviously higher than the first time, even the treatment was different.

The TV station arranged the most luxurious and spacious dressing room for Meng Yinyin, and Lin Beier was so angry that she jumped.

Sitting in the dressing room, Meng Yinyin and Hai Na teased: "Sister Na, you said that I don't wear makeup, and I don't have assistants or bodyguards. What are you doing with such a big dressing room? It's such a waste!"

"You didn't see Lin Bei'er's face. Hahaha, I laughed so hard. It was thanks to her that she forced you to perform on stage. Otherwise, you would have no chance to prove that you are the real Scarlet Voice."

Hai Na smiled from ear to ear, her face full of pride and pride.

She would like to see how long Lin Bei'er, who relies on unspoken rules to be in the top position, can be proud of her singing skills but not her singing skills, her dancing skills but her dancing skills.

Meng Yinyin suddenly remembered something very important: "Sister Na, are you and Mr. Song having dinner tonight?"

(Xia Xia's mother: I'm so heartbroken. Young Master Ting: Get lost...)
Ask for a recommendation ticket to comfort the injured Ting Shao.

Thank you Duyi Yuwei~my love for rewarding 100 book coins, I love you, oh my!

(End of this chapter)