Xia Qiaorui seemed to be frightened, and shook her head vigorously: "No, no......"

Song Mugang's happy face was pulled down: "Why not, don't you like my Haibo?"

Xia Qiaorui hurriedly shook her head and explained weakly: "It's me who is not worthy of Brother Haibo, he is a long-term person, if I am the person in his heart, I will definitely be reluctant to divorce him...... If I can marry him, I will wake up smiling in my dreams, but Brother Haibo will not marry me, and I don't want to embarrass him. ”

Mother Song was angry when she heard it, if she said that the people she hated the most were definitely the sisters of the Ming family, the big one made her son lose face, and the small one made the entire Song family lose face, which was extremely hateful!

"You said he was still thinking about Ming Weiwei's slut? He's going to me off! ”

Xia Qiaorui trembled when she heard this, as if she was frightened, and denied it repeatedly: "No, no, don't be angry, aunt, I thought wrong, although the feelings are a little involuntary, but I will try my best to make Brother Haibo like me, and the baby." ”

After she finished speaking, she gently stroked her stomach.

"It's good if you know, don't let him worry about that, you go back to your room to rest, I'll go out."

Mother Song felt that her son was very good, but the bad one was Ming Weiwei, and now that Xia Qiaorui is pregnant, it has verified this, and she suddenly has a feeling of raising her eyebrows, that is, Ming Zhenzhen is standing in front of her, and she can also spray her to death with a mouthful of spit!

But she couldn't see the two sisters of the Ming family, and she couldn't scold them in person, as soon as she thought that Ming Weiwei had occupied the property of the Song family, Song's mother felt blood in pain, and the more she thought about it, the more unwilling she became!

Mother Song asked for the housekeeper's mobile phone and called Ming Weiwei.

The bell rang twice and still no one answered.

Mother Song's face became more and more ugly, and just when she was so angry that she smashed her phone, the call was connected.

"Hey, who is it?"

In the past few days, with the encouragement of gold, Ming Weiwei has been inspired in design, and she has been drawing design drafts in the study all day long.

As soon as Mother Song heard her voice, she gritted her teeth with hatred: "It took so long to answer the phone, what did you do?" Will you die if you put your phone on you? ”

The familiar scolding made Ming Weiwei stunned, pursed her lips and asked, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Hmph, of course there's something, what I'm looking for you to do, what do you have to do when you're full? Let me tell you, my family Haibo has a son, and the grandson I have been waiting for for so many years has finally been waited for by me, thanks to the fact that you didn't have a dead face pestering Haibo, otherwise, I wouldn't be able to hold my good grandson until I die! ”

Mother Song's words full of showing off and ridicule were like a sharp knife stuck in Ming Weiwei's heart.

Did Song Haibo have a child so soon?

How is this possible, Xiaomei said that her body is fine, and it is Song Haibo who has a problem!

Xiaomei wouldn't lie to her, but with Song's mother's character, if it wasn't true, she wouldn't have made this call.

Ming Weiwei stroked her forehead with her left hand, and her mind was a little messy.

She didn't speak.

Mother Song on the other end of the phone was as arrogant as if she had won a battle, and she was angry: "Ming Weiwei, I warn you, spit back all my Song family's property as soon as possible!" Why did you let my family Hai Bo go out of the house, obviously your own belly is not angry, but you still blame my family Hai Bo, what a shameless bitch! And your little sister, you little slut, shameless, let her apologize to me, otherwise I will go to Mrs. Qin for comment! ”

Ming Weiwei trembled with anger and opened her mouth, but she didn't have the confidence to say a word.

It wasn't until Mother Song insulted Ming Zhenzhen that Ming Weiwei shouted loudly: "Shut up!" ”