Han Xu whispered to Lao Zhao: "Steward Zhao, please bring the food, I'll eat it in the room." ”

Lao Zhao blinked his small presbyopia and reminded: "Second young grandmother, where is the wife below, ...... she will ask in a while?" ”

Han Xu asked in surprise, "When will my wife come back?" Didn't you go to the company early in the morning? I usually don't come back until the afternoon! ”

Lao Zhao's face was slightly heavy, and he said helplessly: "No, my wife is not feeling well, she was drenched in the rain just now, and she took a bath to prepare for dinner, let me call you!" ”

Originally, I wanted to hide from Song Xun, but I didn't expect Song Qingyun to go home for dinner at noon.

Han Xu had no choice but to go downstairs and enter the restaurant to see Song Qingyun sitting there, setting a table of dishes, Song Qingyun didn't move his chopsticks, thinking that he was waiting for her.

Han Xu was full of guilt, and hurriedly walked in and asked anxiously: "Mom, I heard that you are in the rain and have you drunk ginger tea?" ”

Song Qingyun's face was still very haggard, and he was about to speak, but his throat was stuck, and he coughed a few times.

Han Xu hurriedly went to the front and gently patted Song Qingyun's back: "I'm afraid it's not a cold, the summer cold is especially hurtful, let the doctor come?" ”

Song Qingyun's cough was red all over his face, his asthma intensified, and he finally gradually wheezed, and it seemed that his asthma was getting worse and worse.

"It's okay, I'm sick, sit down, I'll start eating in a while."

Han Xu sat down on Song Qingyun's left hand side and said, "Mom, you eat, don't wait for me." ”

Song Qingyun smiled, and before he could speak, a magnetic voice outside the restaurant made Han Xu fearful: "Auntie, what are you eating today?" ”

Han Xu was frightened and immediately straightened up, holding his breath nervously, the car was really driven back by him in the morning.

Han Xu didn't dare to turn his head to look at Song Xun, but he heard Song Qingyun's tone full of joy: "You come back for dinner, can Sister-in-law Fang still treat you badly?" It's all the same as the New Year, look, the table is full of your favorite food. ”

Han Xu looked at Song Qingyun in puzzlement, not understanding why she said "you", and he didn't "come back for dinner", but stayed at home every day.

Zhenghu was suspicious, and a coquettish shout that couldn't hide the excitement came from behind Song Xun: "Godmother, I haven't seen you for a few days!" Hee-hee, are you okay? ”

Han Xu turned his head to look at the door of the restaurant, and Song Xun's tall and straight body walked in, his cold black eyes ignoring her existence.

Behind him, followed by a woman with curly hair tied up high, wearing heavy makeup, exaggerated earrings, and a black bodysuit and a bare skirt.

This bewitching woman is actually Wang Zi!

Could it be that Wang Zi came back with Song Xun in the morning?

Han Xu hurriedly turned his gaze back, staring at the tableware on the table without focus.

Unexpectedly, he pushed Wang Zi to Song Xun's bed, and he really fulfilled these two people.

And Song Xun, who had never even looked at Wang Zi, even brought Wang Zi back to the Song Mansion, is this really planning to be together?

It's nothing short of amazing!

Song Qingyun looked very happy to see Wang Zi, patted the chair on his right hand and said, "Zi, come and sit next to your godmother." ”

This is to let Wang Zi sit directly opposite Han Xu.

Wang Zi twisted her huge and tight buttocks, her waist was not thin, so she had to desperately close her abdomen and raise her buttocks, and her chest was even higher, and she walked to the right proudly behind Han Xu, standing next to the chair, waiting for who would help her pull the chair, with a charming posture.

Han Xu glanced at Wang Zi, and then looked at himself, a set of home clothes, with no waist, no buttocks, and his hair was scattered and uncombed, but he was pressed into a yellow-faced woman by Wang Zi's bewitching outfit.

Wang Zi stood aside in a twisted manner, obviously wanting to wait for Song Xun to help her pull the chair so as to show her status in his mind.

Han Xu sat like pins and needles, and when he saw this woman, he was sick to his stomach, and he was not even hungry in an instant, and hesitated to tell Song Qingyun that he would not eat and take a step first.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Song Xun really walking towards Wang Zi's side, and when he came to him, he pulled out the chair, but he sat down by himself.

Then he pointed to another chair next to him, his voice did not change because of who the interlocutor was, and said to Wang Zi indifferently: "You sit there!" ”

Han Xu unexpectedly raised his eyes to see that Wang Zizheng's proud face was suddenly retracted as if he had been poured a basin of cold water.

The two small inner eyes, barely an outer double eyelid with sticky eyelids, fluttering long false eyelashes, and their eyes swayed from side to side, obviously caring very much about whether anyone in the restaurant was secretly making fun of her because of this.

Wang Zi saw that the servants were busy serving food in and out, and didn't look at her, only Han Xu's eyes drifted to him, and while relieving his heart, his fierce eyes suddenly glared at Han Xu.

Han Xu didn't care about Wang Zi's gaze, and picked up the chopsticks to eat silently.

Now she didn't even dare to raise her head, because directly opposite her, she always felt a pair of sharp black eyes like knives slashing at her, and she didn't have the courage to confirm whether these eyes were looking at her.

It could also be a delusion.

Song Qingyun was very happy today, and he talked more: "Ah Xun, you said that you and Xiaozi have been worrying about your aunt for so long, when have you been together?" Auntie just rushed back for lunch today for the sake of you two! ”

Song Xun always had a cold face, sandwiched a green vegetable into Song Qingyun's bowl, and said in a deep voice: "Eat!" ”

Song Qingyun understands Song Xun's temperament, and his cold face does not mean that he is unhappy, it is rare that he is willing to take the initiative to pick up vegetables for himself, so he strikes while the iron is hot and says: "If you think it is suitable, you two will move back to live, go back and choose a day, and get things done!" ”

Song Xun lowered his eyes to eat and didn't say a word, as if what Song Qingyun said was not his business.

Wang Zi couldn't sit still excitedly on the side, picked up a glass of wine in front of him, stood up, crossed his arm in front of Song Xun, separated by a person, his chest deliberately rubbed in front of Song Xun, and forced the wine glass to Song Qingyun, pretending to be shy: "Godmother, I toast you!" ”

When Han Xu heard the content of their conversation, it was none of his business, but he didn't know where he got an inexplicable strong disgust.

On the surface, it seems that nothing happened, but in fact, she has written more than 10,000 words in her heart, hehe, she always feels that she is uncomfortable somewhere in her body, such as acupuncture, such as knife cutting, how can she find that she doesn't know who stabbed and who cut!

It seems to be buried in the stomach*, and a small flame is standing and thriving.

Finally, with a "bang", Han Xu slapped the chopsticks in his hand on the dining table, got up and pushed Wang Zi's hand away unceremoniously: "My mother is not in good health and is taking medicine, toast?" Do you have a brain? Do you want to make her sicker? ”