Mr. Song, ask for a thigh

Chapter 134
Until she sat on the sofa in the living room of Song Huaijin's house, Qian Mengmeng still couldn't recover.

She was just looking for a place to sit and wait for An Zhi, why did she come to his house out of nowhere!
Su Jingman is quite an efficient person, not long after she took Qian Mengmeng home, she asked the kitchen to get some delicious food.

She even secretly called Pei Hang and told Song Huaijin to come home on time after get off work, and there were surprises waiting for him.

With eyebrows bent, Su Jingman carefully looked at Qian Mengmeng.

This little girl looks even better in real life than on TV.The figure is also good, with long legs, thin waist and big chest.Most importantly, the whole person is extremely simple.Well, not bad not bad.

Qian Mengmeng's head was full of duck pears, and under Su Jingman's gaze, her whole body was almost stiff.

After a long time, she swallowed her saliva, and tentatively said, "Aunt Su, what's the matter with you, I have nothing to do, I have to go, An Zhi is still waiting for me in the mall."

In the car just now, Su Jingman told her his name.

"An Zhi?" Su Jingman raised her eyebrows calmly.

"My assistant." Qian Mengmeng explained.

Oh, it turned out to be an assistant, not some other man.

Su Jingman, who was worried about her son's marriage, rolled her eyes, and instantly put on a bitter and bitter face, "Mengmeng, your Auntie Su is suffering!"

Qian Mengmeng was taken aback by her sudden face change.

Even the maid pushing the afternoon tea was stunned by his wife's words.

Su Jingman: "..." It seems that her acting skills are too exaggerated?
The words have been exported, and the water is hard to take back.In any case, for the sake of her son's marriage, she had to bite the bullet and continue acting.

"Ah..." Sighing softly, Su Jingman raised her hand and pressed the corners of her eyes, "After my divorce with Huaijin's father ten years ago, it was hard to bring him up alone, but now he ..."

Speaking of this, she secretly glanced at Qian Mengmeng.

But I saw Qian Mengmeng sitting on the sofa in a dazed state, as if he didn't listen to her words at all.

Su Jingman: "..."

She curled her lips boredly, and said the rest in a dry tone, "He has become like this."

However, when she finished speaking, Qian Mengmeng quickly retorted, "Aunt Su, Mr. Song is actually pretty good."

When Qian Mengmeng praised Song Huaijin, Su Jingman's eyes suddenly lit up.

But she said in her mouth, "What's the matter, I don't go home all day, leave me alone, hum."

The maid who stood by and put the refreshments on the table trembled and almost lost her grip.

lady!You clearly said yesterday that life has been so happy since the divorce, okay?

Qian Mengmeng lowered her head and thought to herself, "It turned out that Aunt Su was at home alone and felt lonely, so she was brought here. Aunt Su is really pitiful."

Su Jingman, who had been carefully observing the changes in her expression, naturally saw something.

She hooked the corners of her lips, "Mengmeng, do you want to see pictures of Huaijin when she was a child?"

"Ah?" Qian Mengmeng was a little puzzled.

"That guy Huaijin, he was so cute when he was young!" As soon as the words fell, Su Jingman raised her hand to call for the maid, and asked her to go to the study on the second floor to get the photo album.

The speed was so fast that Qian Mengmeng didn't even have time to react.

Look, look at the photo?Why does she want to look at Mr. Song's childhood photos!
(End of this chapter)