Chapter 91

When they went downstairs together, Ji Ling and her mother were also changing their shoes at the door. It seemed that they were just going to the old lady's side.

Seeing that song Qingcheng and her son came down together, the stepmother's face went down.

"Song Qingcheng, when did you come back? Shouldn't you be at the police station? " Ji Ling was shocked to see her.

"I didn't break any law. What did I do at the police station?" Song Qingcheng answered lightly.

"The service of your part-time sweat restaurant is improper. Now it's on the news. You still have the face to stand here and pretend to be high. I really don't see such a shameless person as you." Ji Ling gives her a look of disgust.

"What kind of steam shop, what kind of part-time job?" The stepmother was in a fog.

Ji Ling suddenly remembered that her mother didn't know about it. "Mom, don't you always ask song Qingcheng why she came back so late every day? I'll tell you that she went to work part-time, and the part-time place is the sweat steaming shop where the improper service was exposed yesterday. "

"What "What kind of place does song Qingcheng go to work?" she said

"Isn't it? I don't know how she's left behind this time." Ji Ling makes sarcastic remarks.

The green and white on the face of Ji Mu Qi is crisscross, "shame, shame, it's really shame. Zheng Ting, I tell you, you go to divorce her immediately. Our Ji family can't afford to lose such a person. "

Song Qingcheng was silent.

The sweat steaming restaurant has been exposed and become an unchangeable fact. Even if she explains, no one will believe her. This is, this may really affect the season.

"Mom, the reason why Qingcheng went to work was that she didn't know what was going on inside, and she just went there a few days ago. The reason why she's OK this time is that she quit her job there long ago. " Ji Zhengting spoke slowly.

"Brother, when it's all like this, you still protect her. Do you know how many green hats she brought you outside? You are the president of Ji's company. If this kind of thing spreads, where do you put your face Ji Ling took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire.

Ji Zhengting's face is gloomy.

Standing beside him, song Qingcheng could feel a strong cold current coming out of him. Of course, Ji Ling's words were too much.

"Ji Ling, if you dare to frame up my mess again, don't blame me for being rude to you!" Song Qingcheng warned her that her momentum was not weak.

Ji Ling sneered coldly, "Song Qingcheng, I have already reminded you that the brothel can't be a pure jade girl. Don't tell me that you are still a woman. I'm afraid I'll laugh to disfigurement."

Song Qingcheng's face was covered with rosy clouds.

In terms of language, she is not as open and bold as Ji Ling, and she doesn't want to emphasize whether she is at home or not.

Ji Zhengting glanced at her, because the blush on her face made him slightly stunned.

"Brother, you see, she has nothing to say." Ji Ling seized the opportunity and began to stir up trouble. "She and I have been in the same school since high school. Those messy men outside are not counted. Just the boys chasing her in the school can line up in the train lane. What can you think of her? Besides, I'm your sister. Can I harm my own brother? "

Song Qingcheng couldn't bear it. "Ji Ling, do you think everyone is like you, climbing the windows of boys' dormitories since high school? As a girl, you have the face to talk about other people here when you hang out with boys all day and spend too much time

Ji Ling was brought out. She was a little flustered. "Song Qingcheng, don't plant me here. When can I hang out with a man and end up at night? You can show me the evidence. "

"If I remember correctly, is there any record in the head teacher's side?" At this point, song Qingcheng glanced at the stepmother next to him. She still felt angry, so she continued: "also, how can I remember that every time you are passed on to your parents, you never see your aunt?"

"Don't talk nonsense. How can I be passed on to my parents?" Ji LINGJI almost jumped up.

Song's mother always thought that she would be paid by her parents, but she didn't pay for it.

The stepmother can see that Ji Ling is guilty. Is song Qingcheng telling the truth?

Even if it's true, in front of her daughter, the stepmother can't face an outsider. She also said to Ji Ling, "Song Qingcheng, don't slander our Lingling here. I tell you, I will never believe any word in your mouth."

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe it, as long as you don't deceive yourself." Song Qingcheng left words, went to change shoes and left the main building.

"Brother, what's her attitude to mom?" Ji Lingqi's jumping foot.

"Mom, Qingcheng is my wife now. Please respect your son's position in the future." Ji Zhengting's words are quite solemn. Then, he turns to Ji Ling beside him, "and you, if I hear insulting words from you in the future, you will move out of this house as soon as possible."

This sentence is not a reminder, but a naked warning.Ji Zhengting left a message, changed shoes at the door, and left the main building. In the eyes of his stepmother and Ji Ling, he went after his precious wife.

"Mom, you heard that, brother. He wants to drive me out for an outsider." Ji Ling shakes her mother's arm.

In fact, Ji Zhengting's last words, the stepmother still has scruples in her heart, but it will only be her daughter, so she comforts her daughter, "don't listen to him, there is a mother in this family, and no one dares to drive you out."

The stepmother guessed that her son was scaring Ji Ling.

"That elder brother won't drive us out together?" Ji Ling pretends to be pathetic.

"It's against him!" The stepmother was furious.

If her son doesn't even recognize her mother for the sake of a woman, she has raised him in vain for so many years. Besides, she knows her son more or less, not that kind of unfilial person.

Seeing that her mother was so strong, the stepmother felt relieved. Look at her song Qingcheng, or her Ji Ling.

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When Ji Zhengting came to the old lady, the old lady and song Qingcheng were already busy in the garden.

Looking at an old and a young, a kind smile and a pure smile, he felt quite infectious.

"Grandma, you don't need to water these vegetables every day. Now it's cold. If you water them every day, they will freeze. Just water them once every three days." Song Qingcheng's voice came.

"I said that some vegetables began to turn yellow these two days. Maybe I watered them too much, so they were frozen." The old lady reproached herself.