Chapter 545

The key point in her words is to take song Qingcheng as a threat, and the key point is to make betrothal gifts. He just understood song Qingcheng as the key point.

My God, who can understand the painstakingness of this old woman!

"All right, whatever you say, I'll do it." Song's father doesn't dare to speak any more. Don't make his mother angry.

Old lady song was satisfied. "I tell you, we'll go back to song Qingcheng and ask for betrothal gifts. If she doesn't give it, we'll go directly to her door. I don't believe they can move away from such a big villa. If they can't, we'll just move to his house. Anyway, their house is so big that we can taste the taste of living in a big villa."

"Yes, I will." Song Fu perfunctorily.

Old lady song was full of joy, "it's settled."

At the thought of having a better life soon, Mrs. song felt that people were all light hearted.

When song Qingcheng came out with the dishes, he saw that his grandmother and father were still muttering about what they were saying. It seemed very mysterious. And seeing her coming, grandma's endless words stopped.

That's what she obviously didn't want to hear.

Song Qingcheng was used to their mother and son's whispering, so he took it as if he didn't see it.

……

Two days later.

Song's mother, who is well dressed and well dressed, is quite different from her peacetime. She not only improves her temperament, but also looks much younger.

From this we can see that the beauty of song's mother when she was young was absolutely extraordinary.

There was no one at home at this time, and song's mother deliberately chose this point to go out. She told song Xiaomei and went out.

However, how could she know that old lady song, who said she was going out to play cards, did not go at all, and was still staring at her all the time.

So song's mother left home, and the Empress Dowager walked out of the alley. I followed her for a long time to see which bus she was on.

After that, Mrs. song quickly called her son, "son, song Qingcheng's mother just sneaked away, and she was specially dressed up. I'll tell you, she must have gone to meet her in laws. Come back quickly. We have to keep up

The order of the old lady of song is the imperial edict for her father, and there is no possibility of not listening to it.

……

Song's mother is no stranger to the way of Ji's family; however, when she arrives at the door of Ji's family, the housekeeper is already waiting at the door. Seeing her, the housekeeper came up politely and said, "Hello, Mrs. song."

"Housekeeper, you'd better call me sister song." Song's mother's approachable smile is just like the spring breeze blowing at the moment, pleasant and not stinging.

"How can that be? You are now a guest, a distinguished guest. " The housekeeper said half jokingly.

"I hope I don't give you any trouble." What song's mother refers to is nothing more than the fact that song's father and old lady come to ask for compensation. It's estimated that everyone in the family knows about it.

"Hey, trouble is trouble, fun is fun." The housekeeper is very talkative.

Song's mother smiles and doesn't speak any more.

"Here you are, madam." The Butler gestured her toward the West Tower.

"Thank you. I'll go by myself." In any case, it's not true to say that you are not nervous. After all, it's more than 20 years. What's it like to say something that you have been buried in your heart for more than 20 years and never intend to say it.

It is relief, relief and comfort.

……

In a period of depression, the whole person lost a circle, once full of black hair, now half white, once proud, hanging the vicissitudes of fine lines on her face.

The stepmother is also nervous. Her hands are intertwined and her palms are covered with sweat. Different from Song's mother, Ji Mu wants to know the truth, but she is afraid to know it. However, she must know it.

This is a very tangled psychology.

When a dark shadow appeared at the door, the breath of the stepmother stopped for a while, and her hands trembled uncontrollably.

I don't know why, when I see song's mother, I can't help thinking about the man I loved. The man who owes all his life.

Song's mother stood at the door, and she saw that she was different from the person she had seen not long ago.

A person, a woman, the biggest pain is now the stepmother.

She came in, the stepmother is still sitting there, indifferent, only light mouth, "sit."

Song's mother sat down.

In fact, song's mother thought that she would face the second elder of the Ji family, but she didn't see the second elder.

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Song Qingcheng came to the florist early this morning, because the florist will be very busy today. A big company will go public tomorrow and order hundreds of flower baskets from her.

And the other side's demand is particularly high, not only to look good basket, the most important thing is to ensure fresh flowers, bright, of course, people do not need money.In order to ensure the bright flowers, song Qingcheng only asked the workers to prepare one day in advance. You know, usually this order a large number of flower baskets, are three days in advance to start preparing.

In fact, the flowers are also very fresh, because they will sprinkle water from time to time to keep the flowers bright.

It's just that the businessman is picky and demanding, so he has to work overtime and hire a lot of workers temporarily.

After a busy morning, I finally got a clue. The workers are quick and quick. We agreed to give them a 5 yuan Commission for each basket, and everyone worked very hard.

But song Qingcheng didn't feel very comfortable all morning. He always felt a little stuffy in his chest.

"Qingcheng, are you ok?" Xin Yue see she always cover chest, then don't trust of come over to ask.

After all, she has a history of asthma. Don't have it.

Song Qingcheng shook his head, "nothing, just feel a little stuffy."

Xin Yue looks at the room. It's spring, the most comfortable season. The air conditioner doesn't need to be turned on, so the door of the shop is open. Bursts of spring breeze blowing in, make people feel particularly comfortable.

However, she felt bored

"Why don't I take you to the hospital?" Said Xin Yue.

"No, I'll sit down and have a rest and have a drink of water." Going to the hospital, that's a big fuss.

"Then you can have a rest by yourself. If you have anything, please call me. I'll be right next to you." Xin Yue told her.

"I see. Go and get busy."

Xin Yue nodded and went to work.

Song Qingcheng drinks some water and leans on the sofa to have a rest. But just then, the phone in my pocket rang.

She took it out to have a look. It was Ji Zhengting. She answered, "why do you call me at this time?"

"What? Mrs. Ji seems very busy? "