MTL - The Villain’s Mother

Habits are too terrible, even in the eyes of outsiders, Xia Xia now has the intention of "washing the heart", intends to be a good mother, but Song Tingshen still does not have expectations for her, just as Xia Xia only wants to be a plastic couple with Song Ting, these four In the year, Song Ting set the summer out of his own world. Strictly speaking, the two of them, apart from having a child and legal marriage, are no different from strangers in each other's hearts.

Song Tingshen’s college friends are getting married. They have customs here. Before the marriage, the man or the woman will invite friends to gather and have a meal.

Even if the other party has reminded him to remember to bring his family, Song Tingshen did not think about it in the summer.

When he got off work, Li Jing knocked on the door of his office and heard him shouting in. Then he pushed in and smiled and said: "Song Zong, can you marry your car today? My brother said."

Song Tingshen’s college friend is Li Jing’s brother. When she meets for dinner, she will naturally go.

"Good." Song Ting nodded.

Today, I will inevitably drink alcohol, and Song Ting gave the driver a call.

The two left the company at the same time. The front desk of a company is always a derivative of the gossip. After watching the boss and the newcomers who have just arrived, the two front desks and a female employee will gather together to discuss.

"That is the newcomer to the Finance Department? I have seen her several times to knock on the door of Song General. Wouldn't it be a matter of thinking about Song?"

"This is still questioning, sure! I want to say, even if a man like Song is married, there are still many people who are thinking about it. At a young age, he started a big company from scratch. Now he is listed, and he is handsome. At least there is no Mediterranean and beer belly."

"I still feel that the idea of ​​playing a married man is not good anyway, although I have never seen the legendary Mrs. Song, but the old staff of the company said that his wife looks like a fairy, plus a lovely son. Song always must not divorce, rich men will not easily divorce his wife, isn't it rushing to be a small three? Hehe."

One of the front desks touched the chin. "I think Song is not such a man. He really wants the red flag of the house not to fall. The flag outside is fluttering. It has already been with the former sales department called Amy. Can be more beautiful than this finance department."

"In fact, compared to who can overcome Song Zong, I am more curious about how beautiful the boss is."

There is never a lack of discussion and rumors in the company. Li Jing calmly followed Shen Ting and went to the parking lot. She pulled the clothes and the fragrance on her body was fresh and elegant.

Originally, Li Jing thought that Song Ting would sit in the back seat with her. When she knew that she was at the car, he took the lead in opening the front passenger seat and said to her: "You are in the back seat."

Li Jing snorted and smiled and nodded.

Song Tingshen’s driver is a honest and loyal middle-aged man. He usually has few ordinary words. Now, if there is a woman, he is even more vocal and concentrates on driving.

Li Jing’s hands were on his knees and he took the courage to ask: “Song, don’t you bring your wife to the past?”

Song Tingshen rarely took his wife out to meet friends, even if Song Tingshen’s good friend and Li Jing’s brother only saw them when they were married and had children at full moon. She listened to her brother and said that Song Tingshen’s wife is a true beauty.

Li Jing always thinks that his brother is exaggerated. If it really looks so beautiful, why does she rarely come out with Song Ting Shen? Is she not willing, or Song Tingshen does not take her?

No matter which one, it ends up pointing to the fact that the couple’s feelings are not good.

Song Ting was silent for a moment and said: "She is very busy."

In this case, Li Jing does not believe it. One of the rich ladies who don’t have to go to work is busy. The children are brought with them. There is a nanny at home. I am afraid that the most casual person is the legendary Mrs. Song.

She just can't understand, Song Ting deep has a bad relationship with his wife, why not divorce?

This kind of marriage can't give people happiness. Is it just to give the child a seemingly happy family?

Li Jing did not know that Song Tingshen said the truth.

Xia Xia is really busy.

In the past, she had a lot of friends and she was very rich in life. It was common for two people to see people at three days. Now she doesn’t go out to play with her friends, but she reported two classes to herself, except for sleeping every day and In addition to the time that children have to play together, her other time is full of English and baking.

Li Jing bite his teeth and said: "Then my brother and nephew are disappointed today. I thought I could see the boss wife today."

Song Tingshen’s driver glanced at her through the rearview mirror. Although he had few words, many things were in his eyes.

This lady seems to have a thought on Song. It seems that there is only a sad part. He has been driving with Song Tingshen for two years. He said that the length is not long, but it is not too short. He also knows the character of the boss, no matter how good his relationship with Mrs. Song is. But these girls, whether they are drawing money or showing feelings, have no play.

Song Tingshen did not answer. In fact, even if Li Jing was a good friend's sister, he did not care much about her.

During this time, Song Tingshen always returned on time every day. Xia Xia was used to eating dinner with him until the aunt made a table of dishes and said: "Mrs. Mr. said that he would not come back to dinner at night, I only did it. Four dishes."

After Xia Xia stunned, this reaction was over. It turned out that Song Tingshen did not come back to eat...

But then again, even the family aunt knows that he will not come back at night, her nominal wife is actually unaware, how strange this plastic couple is!

Aunt usually eats with them. Two adults, one child, two soups and one soup are enough.

Wang Tsai's little fat man has a special advantage, especially for summer, that is, he is not picky eaters, and eating is also very embarrassing.

She has a relative's family at home. When she went to eat, she was not honest. If she didn't eat it, she wouldn't eat it. The old man chased him behind him. She looked hard.

Wang Tsai, will eat well, give him what to eat, probably appetite is good, eating is also fragrant, so the body is slightly fat, for three or four-year-old children, fat and cute, but the doctor has begun to remind them, to Let the children eat less snacks...

Xia Xia can't help but think, when can people let go of their belly and eat it, what do you want to eat?

When you are a child, you can't eat more snacks. You need to control your weight. If you are older, you should pay attention. When she thought she was pregnant, pregnant women could eat whatever they wanted. I know that pregnant women should also control their weight. Otherwise, there will be various kinds of things. complication.

"Mom, can I have an ice cream today?" Wang Zi asked this question while licking the rice, and looked at the pot in the bowl.

In the past, there were relatives in the summer home, and the children liked her, because in order to make these children quiet, they always took them to buy snacks to buy toys. In her opinion, spending some money can calm the group of scorpions, simply too It’s worth it!

When I first came through, Xia Xia would not object to this kind of request from Wang Zi. If I like it, I will eat it.

But now it is almost a month since he became his nominal mother. The idea of ​​Xia Xia has also changed unconsciously. "No."

Wang Zi has a bitter face, and there is rice grain on his chubby face. "Why?"

Xia Xia took out his mobile phone and let him see. "The doctor's uncle has prescribed how many calories you eat every day. If you eat ice cream, it will exceed the standard. You have already eaten yesterday. You can't eat it today, and your father will come back at night. Will also check the refrigerator."

Song Tingshen is really strict. He checks the refrigerator every day. He remembers how many snacks in the refrigerator. If he is missing, he will ask.

Although he is very fond of Wang Tsai, he is by no means a beloved.

It is both a father and a strict father.

Wang Zi’s eyes and beads turned, and an idea came. “That’s what it’s like to say that my mother’s food is not enough?”

He Xia Xi, he, "Don't be a man, I became a back pot?"

On a hot day, everyone wants to eat ice, she is no exception, but she now has the consciousness of becoming a goddess, the original body is kept so good, she can not give her off the chain!

In the few days that she just passed, she didn't pay attention to diet. What she wanted to eat was what she ate. As a result, the original weight scale was memorized and advanced, directly reminding her that she was two pounds.

As a Yan dog, Xia Xia knows that the body will affect the value of the face, the same face, the same person, fat ten pounds and thin ten pounds, it is completely different! She likes the original Lord's face, likes her body, naturally wants to bite her teeth to keep.

After all, the clothes in the original main wardrobe are too tall. If you are a few pounds, it will be a disaster in sight.

Yan Xia shook his head and vetoed Wang Tsai’s proposal. "I don't agree, and your father won't believe it."

In fact, if she said that she was eating, Song Tingshen certainly would not really confirm that he was not so boring.

Wang Zi’s face is incomparable, and he is more eager to eat rice, and treats the meal in front of him as ice cream.

Yan Xia looked sympathetic and said with gloating: "The ice cream in the refrigerator is going to open a party today, and one of them has escaped today."

Wang Zi heard the words and corrected her seriously. "Mom, the ice cream is not alive. It is eaten by me, or it is in the refrigerator. It is the same. They don't feel, and they don't open the party."

Xia Xia asked: "You are not ice cream, how do you know that they don't feel it?"

Wang Zi’s little fat face wrinkled. “I just know it anyway!”