Master Pei, your wife is too cruel

Chapter 225 The image of a resentful family resentful man
"No need to pay?"

Sang Qing was shocked.

Today's shock really came in waves.

She thought that Xiao Sanguo would suffer a loss, but she had to protect her baby from being bullied by others.

However, she thought too much.

Someone loves her baby more than she does.

In two or three strokes, everything was settled, and Sang Nuanan was given the position of global store owner.

This is the first time for Sang Qing to really feel the financial strength of her family's future son-in-law.

No one showed up, and everything was settled.

Sang Qing didn't dare to take such a free card back to her.

She pushed the delicate woman's hand, "Give it to my daughter, I'm an old woman, I don't need to buy clothes."

The delicate woman glanced at Sang Nuan, and hesitated to speak.

Sang Nuan: "He asked you to bring me a message?"

The delicate woman nodded, "The big boss said that the card can only be given to the old lady, you don't have one."

Sang Nuan pursed her lower lip after hearing this.

"Why?" Sang Qing asked puzzled.

The delicate woman lowered her head and smiled shyly, stammering and repeating Pei Zehan's original words: "I only think of me when I get into trouble, and I don't even say hello if I'm okay, I won't give you a card."

What is the situation of this resentful image of a resentful family man?
Sang Nuan: "..."

Sang Qing: "..."

Sang Qing silently put away the card and said nothing more.

Young people fall in love, but old people can't get to that point.

All she felt was numbness and toothache.

The store has sufficient supplies, and it takes time to take stock. Sang Nuan and Sang Qing didn't stay any longer, and handed Qin Miao and Xu Lian over to the exquisite woman and the person in charge of Chenguang, and left first.

Before leaving, Qin Miao was still screaming unwillingly in the store, "Just wait for me, Sang Nuan, you will regret it!"

Sang Nuan just pretended that there was a dog barking, without frowning, and went upstairs with Sang Qing on her arm.

After all, Qin Miao and Xu Lian affected her mood, and Sang Qing wandered absent-mindedly.

As the time approached noon, Sang Nuan took Sang Qing to find a light Japanese restaurant nearby.

After the mother and daughter sat down, the waiter brought the menu.

Sang Qing had never eaten Japanese food, and she couldn't understand the Western-style stuff on the menu, so she asked Sang Nuan to order.

He drank his tea silently.

While waiting for the food to be served, the mother and daughter had a tacit understanding and did not speak.

Sang Qing just sipped her tea, staring at a corner of the table in a daze.

Sang Nuan lowered her head and kept drawing circles on the table with her fingers.

The atmosphere is unusual.

"Mom, do you have something to say?" She said suddenly.

Sang Qing paused while holding the teacup, and her gaze at Sang Nuan became tangled. This situation lasted for several seconds before she asked in a low voice: "Little Sanguo, do you really want to go to Qin Dynasty?" The girl group audition that Miao organizes?"

Sang Nuan was a little confused, "Why do you ask that?"

Sang Qing suddenly became excited: "I can see that you want to go.

Your eyes tell me you want to go.

Little Sanguo, you just kept staring at the billboard downstairs, you can't fool your mother.

If you really want to go, or..."

"Mom, I'm starting school soon."

Sang Nuan suddenly interrupted Sang Qing's words.

By implication, she has no time to attend.

"No, your former dance teacher told me that B Film is different from ordinary universities. If there are competitions, you can ask the teacher for a long vacation to participate."

She suddenly grabbed Sang Nuan's hand, "If you really want to go, mom can..."

"Hi, I'll serve you some food."

The sudden appearance of the waiter interrupted the conversation between the mother and daughter, and Sang Qing had no choice but to let go of Sang Nuan's hand.

After that, Sang Nuan cleverly changed the topic.

Seeing that her daughter really didn't want to talk about the draft, Sang Qing endured it for a while and didn't mention it again.

After finishing the meal, Sang Qing suddenly beckoned to the waiter and ordered another order of all the dishes they had just eaten.

"Mom?" Sang Nuan was puzzled.

"Little Sanguo, Mr. Pei helped us today, so I have to say something, it's still early, you go and bring him lunch."

(End of this chapter)