Marriage pet: marrying a thousand gold

Chapter 326 Unexpected result! (5)
"Is this... your son?" Mother Qin's hoarse voice sounded a little scary.

Naturally, she said this to Song Zhiren, and everyone in the room knew it well.

Song Zhiren paused, followed Qin's mother's line of sight to Song Qiyan, stared at that cynical smile for a few seconds, looked away, and nodded to Qin's mother: "He is my son."

Hearing such a conversation, Song Qiyan's smile grew stronger and his eyes narrowed like a fox.

It was Song Zhiren who pondered for a while before introducing Qin's mother to Song Qiyan: "This is my neighbor who grew up with me, Qin Lianjuan, you can call her Aunt Juan."

Song Zhiren didn't seem to know about the entanglements between Qin Yuan and Jin Ziqi, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm.

Jin Ziqi just nodded symbolically at Qin's mother. Qin's mother's eyes flickered, but she didn't expose it.

On the other hand, Song Qiyan lowered his eyes and rubbed Jin Ziqi's neck with his right hand once and for all, causing her to itch all over, and it was hard for her to protest, so she had to stiffen her body, but he looked at Song Zhiqi with a smile. Ren: "Since you are my father's friend, you should call me Auntie."

Song Qiyan who is so talkative is really abnormal.

Jin Ziqi was about to see his face, but he immediately looked at Qin's mother and called out, "Auntie."

After yelling, he lowered his head and stroked the broken hair on her sideburns: "Don't you yell?"

Jin Ziqi twitched his eyebrows stiffly, absolutely believing that he did it on purpose, but there was nothing he could do. In order not to reveal the past before Song Zhiren's eyes, he could only look at Qin's mother and nod: "Auntie."

As soon as she finished yelling, she saw Qin's mother clutching the quilt with both hands, as if she was in great pain.

As for Song Zhiren, obviously satisfied with Song Qiyan's respectful attitude towards Qin's mother, he hummed with a smile.

Song Qiyan also laughed happily, and then, as if remembering something, he looked down at Jin Ziqi and frowned: "What about the soup you asked the kitchen to cook just now? Why didn't you mention it?"

"Soup?" Jin Ziqi looked at him in confusion, when did he ask her to ask the kitchen to make soup?

But he cast a sideways glance at her, then turned his head and shouted outside the door: "Auntie, auntie!"

Jin Ziqi immediately understood Song Qiyan's intentions. Taking advantage of Song Qiyan's yelling, she glanced over from the corner of her eye. Sure enough, Song Zhiren's face changed suddenly, and Qin's mother also froze for a moment.

The middle-aged woman, who was still wearing a servant's uniform at home, hurried in with a thermos, panting, and when she saw Song Zhiren, she bowed respectfully and saluted: "Hello, chairman!"

Song Zhiren's face was livid, how could he have time to pay attention to a small servant?

"Auntie, hurry up and give the soup to Auntie...Look at me, I'm getting dizzy after every mouthful."

Song Qiyan grinned his white teeth and smiled harmlessly, Qin Yuan looked straight at him with serious eyes.

"My mother doesn't know where she offended you, and wants you to humiliate her again and again?"

Qin's mother stretched out her hand to stop Qin Yuan, "Ah Yuan, don't talk about it, he also has good intentions."

"Good intentions?" Qin Yuan snorted coldly, staring straight into Song Qiyan's smiling eyes, "Then why didn't I hear any of his words out of good intentions?"

Song Zhiren leaned on his cane and turned around to look at Song Qiyan: "Qiyan, maybe you still don't understand what I mean. I think I need to tell you that Ajuan is not the person you think."

Not that person?Jin Ziqi looked at Mother Qin in astonishment. Isn't she Song Ranqin's mother?

Qin's mother let Jin Ziqi look at her, as if she was willing to let Jin Ziqi's eyes rest on her, while she looked at Jin Ziqi gently, her eyes full of love.

Jin Ziqi was uncomfortable with Qin's mother's overly loving gaze, so he hurriedly withdrew his eyes, turned his head to look at Song Zhiren, and waited quietly for him to give a reasonable explanation.

And Song Qiyan still had a little smile on his face, he didn't speak in a hurry, and seemed to decide to stop with silence.

Song Zhiren was silent for a long time, as if he was engaged in a battle between heaven and man, and then looked at Qin's mother and said quietly: "Ajuan, I hope you can tell me where Lianzhu and my son have gone?"

Mother Qin leaned against the head of the bed, closed her eyes, and remained silent for a long time, as if unwilling to talk about this issue.

Song Zhiren was not in a hurry, went to the sofa and sat down, staring at Qin's mother with burning eyes: "33 years ago, your sister left suddenly with the children, and I have never been able to find them, I just heard that she came back. Go to your hometown to join you, and after that, I will never get any news about you again."

Mother Qin opened her eyes and looked at Song Zhiren: "Since you already know, why do you still ask me?"

"I want to know, where are they now?"

Mother Qin didn't make a sound, she looked at the white wall in front of her with muddy eyes, as if she was lost in memory.

Song Zhiren waited patiently. After a while, he turned his eyes to Song Qiyan.

"Father, why are you looking at me?" Song Qiyan smirked, making it hard to see the emotion in his eyes.

"Wait until you ask me."

Song Qiyan chuckled, "Then where do you think I should ask?"

Song Zhiren pursed his lips, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Just from what I just said, I still have a son."

"Father, are you joking? You are my role model. If you have misbehavior outside of marriage, how can Xiao Qi trust me?"

He was still smiling, he couldn't see any displeasure, but his eyes became more and more clear, and occasionally, he could still see that cold knife-like light flashing past!

"Furthermore, father, what you said made me afraid to have a daughter in the future!"

Song Zhiren's vigorous body trembled when he heard this, but Song Qiyan pretended to sigh softly, picked up a strand of Jin Ziqi's long hair with one finger, played with it on his fingertips, and shook his head sadly.

"You think, I finally gave birth to a beautiful and gentle daughter like Xiaoqi, and when I grow up, I meet a man like you. Can I, as a father, not fight him desperately? Who can tolerate his daughter being hurt like this! "

"Are you blaming me around the corner, Qiyan?"

"How dare you, father! You should know my respect for you! I just foreshadowed your role as an example in the future." Song Qiyan smiled at Qin's mother after finishing speaking: "Auntie, let me ask, can you tolerate you?" daughter with a married man?"

Mother Qin quietly opened her eyes, pursed her lips, glanced at Song Zhiren, and replied indifferently: "Of course not."

With this sentence, Song Zhiren's face became even more ugly, but Song Qiyan was unmoved at all, and added: "Oh, so, then... Maybe you can tolerate your daughter's husband giving birth to seven sons and eight daughters casually?" ?”

Qin's mother twisted the quilt tightly with trembling hands, tried hard to endure it, and did not make a sound for a long time.

(End of this chapter)