It makes sense to grab a marriage: don't mess with the savage wife

Chapter 856 Superstar Husband Please Be Gentle (8)

It's really over now, her parents seem to know Jin Chuan, but she just put Jin Chuan to bed last night, and now she is so regretful that her intestines are green.

If she had known that Jin Chuan knew her parents, she would have resisted sleeping with him if she was killed.

At this moment, Song Shuyu, who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, smiled and said, "Dad, don't scold my sister, she is a fan of Brother Jinchuan."

The three of them had already sat down, and by coincidence, Jin Chuan was sitting next to Song Tao. Hearing Song Shuyu's words, he turned to Song Tao with a surprised face: "Really? Sister Taozi is my fan? "

Tao Zi... sister?What the hell is that?

The corner of Song Tao's mouth twitched, and she pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying. Facing Jin Chuan's charming face, she persuaded herself to hold back: "Hehe, yes, I'm Brother Jinchuan's fan."

Song Tao gritted his teeth when he said the word Jin Chuan.

She will never be a fan of Jin Chuan again!What's the use of being good-looking, I don't want Jin Chuan to be my husband anymore, she wants to divorce her husband, and she doesn't want anyone that old man Song and Mrs. Song know.

But, how did Jin Chuan know his parents?
But it's not surprising if you think about it, you should know each other at work.

"Okay, let's start eating." Song Qingyi, who was the master of everything, spoke.

Everyone started to move their chopsticks.

Song Tao glanced at the two couples who were tired of being together. Every time they ate, the old man Song would serve Madam Song food as if no one else was around. It had been like this since she was a child. She couldn't figure it out, they were already over fifty years old Obviously so many years have passed, and obviously Mrs. Song herself can pick up vegetables, so it is unnecessary for old Mao Song.

Jin Chuan also saw Song Qingyi pick up vegetables for Su Yu over there, and asked Su Yu in a low voice from time to time, with a gentle look on his face. Just laughed.

Turning her head and whispering in Song Tao's ear, "Don't be envious, I can help you with food."

Song Tao was caught off guard, his pleasant voice suddenly rang in her ears, causing her guilty conscience to tremble, and the cup in her hand was overturned. Coincidentally, all the water in the cup was spilled on Jin Chuan's body.

"Uh..." Song Tao blinked, pretending to be innocent.

Jin Chuan raised his eyebrows, his expression unchanged: "It's okay."

It's okay, the glass of water is only a little bit wet, and if Jin Chuan didn't talk to her suddenly, she wouldn't be like this, so the culprit is still him.

"Xiao Jin has just returned to Guancheng, so I haven't had a good look at it yet, let Xiao Taozi go shopping with you these few days." Su Yu's slow voice came, without even looking at Song Taozi.

"Mom, why are you still called Xiaotaozi..." Song Tao muttered, but didn't dare to say it out loud.

After all, in their family, it's okay to offend anyone, but you can't offend Mrs. Song in front of old man Song. Old man Song is a wife-protecting madman, and he has reached the point where his relatives don't recognize him as a madman.

"Huh? Speak up if you have any opinions!"

As soon as Song Qingyi opened his mouth, Song Tao faltered, bowed his head and silently ate the rice, feeling once again that life was hopeless.

This meal was enjoyable, provided Song Tao was ignored.

As a result, as soon as the meal was over, the Song couple took Song Shuyu and slipped away.

Song Tao and Jin Chuan were left staring at each other with big eyes.

After a long while, Song Tao asked Jin Chuan, "Do you have enmity with my parents?"

"No."

"Then why are they running so fast?"

Jin Chuan gave her an inexplicable look: "Aren't you my fanatic? They are giving you a chance."

Crazy... Song Tao thought of last night, blushing, she almost forgot that this international superstar was still in charge of her this morning, she stood up and was ready to run.

(End of this chapter)