Emperor Shaohao's favorite: the sky-high price, cute little sweet wife

Of course, others can do these things, but Songqing still likes to do it herself. This is her and Ye Jinglan's home. The two of them share the housework together. There is a feeling of simple life, which makes people feel very at ease.

After washing the dishes, Ye Jinglan pulled Song Qing to sit on the sofa to rest for a while, and then put a tablet in front of her, "What clothes do you want to wear tomorrow, see if you like it."

Song Qing took a look, and found that each dress was very gorgeous and beautiful, and each dress was unique.

Even though Song Qing has seen a lot of big-name designs and worn a lot of beautiful clothes, these skirts still make her heart move at a glance, "Jing Lan, these skirts are so beautiful."

"If you like it, I will let this designer make clothes for you alone in the future." Ye Jinglan decided on such an expensive designer casually, and it was easier than buying a dish.

"Is it ok? The bigger the designer, the more eccentric the temper. They probably wouldn't like such a request." Song Qing flipped through the photos, it was hard to choose which one to wear, because she liked every one of them.

"No, if you say you like her design, she will be very happy." Ye Jinglan could see Song Qing's hesitation. He pointed to a white skirt and said to her, "I will wear this tomorrow."

Song Qing looked at the dress, squinted her eyes and smiled, "Okay, then this one."

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The Song family has been preparing for Mrs. Zhu's 60th birthday for many days. Today, the curtain finally kicked off.

Starting early in the morning, Song's family was busy up and down, and the level of excitement was already a major event in Jianglan City.

Near noon, the door of Song's house was already crowded with luxury cars, and all the people passing by the door were prominent figures.

However, when Ye Jinglan's car appeared, it still caused a commotion, especially the reporters waiting outside the venue, they all started to surround the car.

Jingzhan got out of the car, and Ye Jinglan opened the car door. Ye Jinglan had a dignified figure and a strong aura. The moment that handsome face appeared, it aroused the amazement of everyone present, and the camera kept staring at her. He was shining.

Ye Jinglan calmly faced the battle in front of her, and then personally went around the front of the car, opened the door for Song Qing, then stretched out her hand, and carefully helped her get out of the car.

When Song Qing appeared in everyone's sight, especially at the moment when she and Ye Jinglan held each other's hands tightly, the flashing lights flashed rapidly, wave after wave, Song Qing got out of the car and held Ye Jinglan's wrist , walked slowly towards the gate of Song's house with him, every step they took, there were crazy flashing lights flickering non-stop.

Seeing Song Qing, Butler Xin, the housekeeper of the Song family, rushed out to welcome Song Qing, and said to her with guilt and excitement: "Miss, it's great that you are back, I couldn't help Miss stay here before." Song family, I really..."

"Uncle Xin, you don't have to do this, I know you can't control this matter at all, and I won't blame you." Song Qing walked over and helped Butler Xin up, "From now on, you just need to help me guard this Just home."

When Butler Xin heard that, his mood immediately became a little excited, "Miss, as long as you come back, I will definitely do my best in everything in this family."

"Okay, Uncle Xin, I'll have to work hard for you in the future." After Song Qing finished talking to him, she walked inside with Ye Jinglan again.

Uncle Xin looked at Song Qing's back, and he was still a little uncontrollably excited. The eldest lady came back, and he knew that the eldest lady would definitely come back!
Before Song Qing was kicked out of Song's house, there was such a big fuss. Today, when she came back with Ye Jinglan's company, everyone felt that Song Qing was here for revenge, so, as they kept going Walking inside, everyone's eyes can't help but be full of some playfulness.

As soon as Song Qing and Ye Jinglan entered the door, Zhu Yuting, who was greeting the guests in the hall, knew about it.

After Song Qianhui heard this, she immediately said to Zhu Yuting: "Grandma, Songqing is not really here to take revenge, is it? Today is your birthday, if they really make trouble, then what will you do? It's sure to be a joke."

Zhu Yuting's smile was still impeccable, "Why panic, I want to see if she really makes a fuss."

Seeing that Zhu Yuting had no intention of being afraid of her at all, Song Qianhui became more courageous, and followed Zhu Yuting, greeting the guests with a smile.

Song Qing and Ye Jinglan walked directly through the front hall and walked in slowly. They looked very leisurely, just like they were wandering in their own home.

Just when they came to a pavilion, Xin Yue came out from the side, and greeted Song Qing with a smile: "Miss..."

Xinyue is Uncle Xin's daughter, she almost grew up with Songqing since childhood.

Xinyue is no stranger to her at all. She has been Songqing's classmate since elementary school, junior high school, high school, and university. Over the years, the distance between her and Songqing is not far or close, but she seems to look up every day. You can see it from time to time, just like it is already a necessity of life, and it will not be indispensable.

Song Qing said to Xin Yue: "Grandpa has something for you to give me, right?"

After hearing her words, Xinyue gave her a very respectful salute, "Miss, wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, Xinyue turned around and walked towards the ancestral hall. When she came back, she put an ancient wooden box into Songqing's hand very respectfully, and then said to Songqing: "In the future, Xinyue will protect you with you. Miss, let her order."

Grandpa told her yesterday that although Xin Yue looks very ordinary and innocent, she has undergone a lot of strict and special training since she was a child, and her ability should not be underestimated.

From a very early age, grandpa arranged for Xinyue to stay by her side and protect her.

It's just that in order not to put Song Qing under pressure, Xin Yue's real identity has never been told to her.

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Inside the hall, there was a lot of excitement.

"Mrs. Song, congratulations, a small meaning is not a respect."

"Mrs. Song, happy birthday, stay healthy and healthy..."

"Mrs. Song, happy birthday, long life and good health."

"Mrs. Song, everything goes well, Songhe Changchun..."

Congratulations one after another lingered in Old Madam Zhu's ears, and the smile on her face never faded.

Accompanied by Song Qianhui, Mrs. Zhu shuttled through the hall, greeting various people and accepting their blessings.

"Hey, this is Miss Qianhui, she is really beautiful, Mrs. Song, you are so lucky."

"Yeah, if I had such a beautiful granddaughter, I would wake up laughing from my dreams."

"Mrs. Song, Miss Qianhui is beautiful and intelligent, if she can be the daughter-in-law of our Zhang family..."

"Our Du family is also good!"

"What are we fighting for? Ms. Qianhui hasn't said what she likes yet. She must be the one she likes the most if she wants to marry. Even if we fight here, people may not necessarily like our children. ,Yes or no?"

As soon as this person opened his mouth, everyone laughed, and everyone else's attention was also attracted.

The old lady Zhu said with a smile: "Thank you everyone, thank you everyone, I appreciate everyone's blessings and kindness. As President Mi said, I, an old woman, really can't control what the child likes. When the time comes, let these young people get together to see if they are destined, Qianhui, don’t you think so?”

Song Qianhui blushed, and said to Mrs. Zhu obediently: "Grandma, I'm still young, and I don't want to marry so early."

After everyone heard this, they started chattering again, and the scene became even more lively.

Song Qianhui was surrounded by such people, the better she felt about herself, the better she really felt that she was the most beautiful woman in the world.

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When Ye Jinglan and Song Qing walked into the hall, Song Qianhui was amazed by the appearance of Song Qing and Ye Jinglan. Ordinary people have lost their grace and charm. He is like those perfect male protagonists who have stepped out of the painting. Just one glance is enough to fascinate people deeply.

Song Qing, standing next to Ye Jinglan, is wearing a white skirt. The skirt looks ordinary, but the details are all bright spots. The design of the skirt is very unique and tasteful. Wearing it on Song Qing's body, it will make her It is more bright and beautiful against the background.

Seeing Ye Jinglan embrace Song Qing, looking at everything indifferently, Song Qianhui gritted her teeth fiercely, Song Qing is not worthy to stay by Ye Jinglan's side at all, Ye Jinglan can only belong to her!
"You two are here today, old lady, I really neglected you." Zhu Yuting said, smiling towards Ye Jinglan and Song Qing.

Zhu Yuting's words sounded quite flattering at first glance, but upon careful examination, it was obviously full of mockery towards Song Qing.

Song Qing was not annoyed, she smiled very generously, "Grandma, you are really joking, this is my own home, and today is your birthday, there is no reason for you to greet us."

The old lady Zhu sighed and said with emotion: "Qingqing, you are still as sensible and considerate as before. Grandma knows that you secretly sold the company's secrets back then. There must be some difficulties. Otherwise, take this opportunity to explain it to your grandpa. , At that time, his decision to drive you out of Song's house in a rage was really impulsive..."

After Song Qing finished listening, she sneered in her heart, didn't she just want to remind others that she was a person who was kicked out by Song's family, who knew you had difficulties, didn't you think it was a little hypocritical?

Also, the person who asked people to drive her out was obviously her. In front of so many people, she was able to push everything on Grandpa's head without blushing or beating her heart.