Chapter 11

Seeing Song Ci, Meng Jingwei's heartstrings tightened, and she couldn't help but be a little scared.

She hadn't forgotten that she had flooded her apartment a few hours earlier.

"Hehe, Song Tezhu, what a coincidence. ”

She looked at Song Ci with a smile, took out her mobile phone, quickly found the phone number of Mrs. Qing, and sent her a message.

As a result, as soon as a message was sent, Song Ci snatched her mobile phone.

"Song Tesuke, what are you doing here?"

Meng Jingwei pretended to be angry.

Song Ci didn't look at Meng Jingwei's mobile phone, and directly handed it to the bodyguard behind him, and said to her lightly: "Please." ”

So, he took Meng Jingwei to the side.

The car door opened, Meng Jingwei bent down to get into the car, and saw a man sitting in the car for a long time, closing his eyes and pretending to sleep.

Her heart was pounding.

couldn't help swallowing his saliva and smiled flatteringly, "Qing Shao, you...... Looking for me?"

The man tilted his head slightly, opened his eyes lazily, and his sharp eyes fell on her, "Have you thought about how to die?"

A few words that cherish words like gold.

The tone was very flat, as if to say that the weather was excellent today.

But he was adjudicating Meng Jingwei's life and death, with a kind of contempt for a king.

"Hehehehe...... Of course I want to...... Old death. ”

Meng Jingwei had a smile on her face, and she secretly greeted the eighteenth generation of Qing Muye's ancestors in her heart.

The man crossed his fingers on his abdomen, tapped the back of his hand with his slender fingers, and said loudly: "Song Ci, drive." ”

"Huh, you, you, where are you going?"

Meng Jingwei panicked.

While she was asking questions, Song Ci had already gotten into the car and started the car.

Qing Muye closed his eyes again and did not speak.

She had no choice but to look at Song Ci, "Song Tezhu, where are we going?"

"Hospital. ”

"Hospital?"

Meng Jingwei's little face turned white, and her nervous heart was pounding.

Thinking that Qing Muye said that he was going to cut her uterus today, he became more and more afraid.

She thought that she had not been afraid of anyone for so many years, but she had to admit that she was really afraid of Qing Muye.

It's over, it's over......

Meng Jingwei leaned on the saddle weakly, not even dying.

She was waiting, waiting for the old lady's call.

Bell Bell Bell –

The bell rang in the carriage, and Meng Jingwei was surprised and delighted when she saw Qing Muye pick up her mobile phone.

Leaned over with his head tilted his head, and glanced at the screen, it was the phone number of the old lady.

"Grandma saved me, Qing Muye is going to cut my son...... Hmmm......"

Meng Jingwei shouted for help to the person on the phone, but before she finished speaking, the man grabbed her neck and covered her mouth.

"If you don't want to die, shut up!"

Qing Muye's fierce gaze shot at her, with a murderous chill in his eyes.

Meng Jingwei nodded like a rattle.

Now that Mrs. Qing had already called, she had nothing to fear.

"Grandma, what's the matter?"

The phone was next to his ear, and Qing Muye asked.

"Where are you dead boy, where do you want to take Jingwei's girl?"

Qing Muye: "......"

Silent.

"Don't stop talking. My old woman's words are here for you, if Jingwei's girl has any three long and two short, I will die to show you!"

"Grandma, she's just an insignificant person. ”

"She doesn't matter, of course, but what I care about is the child in her belly! How much time can I have as an old woman? Don't I just want to hold a grandson and see you get married? ”

"What qualifications do you think she has to marry into the Qing family?"

"You may not marry her, but she must keep her child for me. ”

"Whether there are children or not, it is not yet known. ”

"Then give me a wait, wait for two months to do the check-up. But in the meantime, if you dare to hurt her in the slightest, I'll hit her headlong and die, and I'll go with your grandfather." ”

“......”

"Give the phone to Jingwei girl. ”

The old lady commanded Qing Muye, only to see the man's eyebrows frowning slightly, and the hand holding the mobile phone tightened a little.

What kind of ecstasy soup did this damn woman pour on her grandmother?

After hesitating for a moment, she let go of Meng Jingwei and turned on the amplification by the way when she handed her the phone.

"Jingwei girl?"

Old Madam Qing shouted.

Meng Jingwei brushed her sleeves and wiped her mouth that had been covered by the man, and her angry little face was dyed with a slight smile, "Grandma?"

"Ouch, girl, how are you?"

Meng Jingwei tilted her head proudly to look at Qing Muye, raised her eyebrows, and looked like a villain.

Then, he retracted his smile and cried wow, "Woo woo...... Grandma, Qing Muye said that he was going to take me to the hospital and cut my uterus. Whining...... I'm scared ......."

Seeing Meng Jingwei's face change so quickly in an instant, comparable to the superb acting skills of an actor, Qing Muye's eyes narrowed slightly, and his cold eyes became more and more profound.

If it weren't for his grandmother's order, he would really be tempted to strangle this dead woman who was like a sperm.

"Ouch, don't cry, don't cry, don't worry, grandma has already reprimanded him, he will definitely not bully you again, don't worry. ”

"Uh-huh...... Jingwei believes in her grandmother. But...... But ......"

"But what?"

"Qing Muye, he snatched my phone. ”

"Hmph, that bastard boy, it's really lawless. Okay, Jingwei girl, don't cry, tell grandma if there is anything in the future. ”

Although it was only a short time with Meng Jingwei for three days, I have to say that Meng Jingwei is smart and diligent, and she is a very good girl.

The only drawback is that she is mediocre, and even has some not very good-looking looks.

It's not that Mrs. Qing thinks she's ugly, but she thinks Meng Jingwei is suitable for living at home, but this kind of appearance can't capture Qing Muye's heart, so she can't promote a marriage.

"Okay, thank you grandma. ”

"Give Makino your phone. ”

"Hmm~"

Meng Jingwei answered, and returned the phone to Qing Muye.

He canceled the amplification and put the phone to his ear, "Grandma?"

"Do you still know that I am your grandmother? The wings are stiff, right, is there still a grandmother like me in your eyes? You dare to take someone to the hospital to have her uterus cut? Why don't you go to heaven? ”

On the other end of the phone, Mrs. Qing was angry, "Return the phone to Jingwei immediately, I will answer her every day in the future." If I find out that she looks the slightest bit bad, you can wait to collect the body of my old woman. ”

"...... Toot Toot ......"

Before Qing Muye finished speaking, Mrs. Qing had already hung up the phone.

He clutched his phone, his joints clicking, and his face was cloudy, as if a storm was brewing.

Meng Jingwei looked at Qing Muye, observed his every move, and saw that he was extremely angry, so she knew that the old lady must have warned him not to bully her again.

Thinking of this, Meng Jingwei finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Give her the phone back. ”

"Yes, boss. ”

While driving, Song Ci took out his mobile phone and handed it to Meng Jingwei.

"Thank you. ”

Meng Jingwei immediately thanked her, and just when she took the phone, a phone call came, and the name marked on it was 'Grandma Qing'.

When she looked at the phone number on the screen, she noticed it too.