So Cheng Su Su said with a smile: "yes, it's just an accident. I believe the only one is not intentional."

Cheng Su Su said here with some pity: "it's just that things are so noisy today, and aunt Miao has seen the only prejudice against me. I'm afraid we can't be friends any more."

Miao Bihu said with a smile: "it's normal for young people to have a big temper. The only one who is also a lover is me. Although I met her for the first time and didn't understand her, I believe in Yiqing's eyes."

Today, it was Cheng Su Su who invited Miao Bihu out by some small means. Although they didn't say it clearly, they both knew that Miao Bihu was choosing his daughter-in-law in nature.

Although she had heard from Mr. Ning that Ning Yiqing had a small object in Lingcheng before, she always thought Lingcheng was a small place, and the girls who came out of that small place probably would not be grand.

At that time, she was dissatisfied with this matter, and she called Ning Yiqing and asked about Gu Yiqing. Ning Yiqing thought that Gu Yiqing's good was not said. She only knew her good after seeing her, so she didn't say much.

Today's meeting between Miao Bihu and Gu Yiwei is not pleasant, but with Ning Yiqing's attitude there, she won't speak ill of Gu Yiwei.

Cheng Su Su's hand was unconsciously clenched into a fist, but his face said with a smile: "Gu is really excellent, very good."

When she said that, Miao Bihu felt that she was more generous and sensible. Gu only poured drinks on her head, and she even praised Gu only.

So Miao Bihu gentle smile: "you are also very good, later also don't know which bastard has the fortune to marry you."

Cheng Su Su smiles shyly, blushes slightly, but doesn't say much.

After Miao Bihu and Cheng Susu separate, her face is pulled down. She rushes back home, and then picks up the phone to call Ning Yiqing.

Ning Yiqing always thinks that the mobile phone is too heavy and inconvenient to take with him, so he leaves the mobile phone in Gu's only villa and doesn't receive her call.

Miao Bihu even made ten calls, but no one answered. She hung up the phone heavily.

Just at this time, Ning Beichuan came home from work, saw her action a little unexpected: "what's the matter?"

Miao Bihu is a well-known painter in China. He has always been gentle and introverted. He seldom speaks loudly. He seldom falls on the phone like this, even at home.

"It's not because of your precious son," she said

"Yiqing?" Ning Beichuan said with a smile: "he is not only my baby son, but also your baby. It's because he didn't come back to the imperial capital, so you are angry?"

Miao Bihu snorted, "you know he's back in the imperial capital! If I didn't meet him outside today, I didn't know he was back! Is there a worse mother in the world than me? "

"He didn't tell me either." Ning Beichuan put his arm around her shoulder and said, "I only know that Lao Mao (Mao Suiyi) came back to the army yesterday when I met him today. He has been working very hard in the past few years, leading staff and carrying out tasks. It is estimated that he has not had time to tell you."

"No!" Miao Bihu frowned and said, "do you know where I met him today? In the people's Mall! He's shopping with a little girl