The Villain's Mother [MTL]

Untitled Part 45

At the beginning of the summer, I didn't respond. After Song Ting went upstairs, she looked at Wang Zi, who was sitting on the crawling mat and was playing with blocks.

Why did she forget it? The child in Wangzi can be smart. When she sells roses to the program, this kid is watching all the time, and even many inquiries. What is this? This is obviously the role of acting as an intelligence officer!

Taking advantage of Song Ting to change clothes, she rushed to Wangzi face and asked with a slap in the face: "Are you selling your mother to the uncle, saying to Dad?"

Song Ting Shen will think about her, how to look at her, she must have thought that she was a money slave in the eyes of money, she blushes for herself.

Wang Zi has long forgotten the specific ins and outs, thinking about it, "Dad called me at noon, I seem to say."

The child's brain capacity is so large, where he remembers every detail, and he did not realize that his relatives had pushed the pot to him without any trace.

Xia Xia wants to tell Wang Zi that he will not talk to Dad in the future, but if you think about it carefully, it seems that it is not very good.

After all, the relationship between the father and the son is good. The character of the child is like this. I want to say everything that I remember to my parents.

Xia Xia sighed. "Forget it, say it, and there is nothing."

She didn't feel that she was doing something wrong. Of course, from the perspective of outsiders, she was the most deflated way to throw flowers into the trash can... But who told her that she couldn't bear it, it was money, she sold it now. Five hundred pieces, to buy lunch for children in remote mountainous areas, can be considered a good thing, if tomorrow, if the late delivery of flowers, she also intends to sell, using other people's money to do charity, this feeling is also very good.

Wang Zi cautiously asked: "Is it wrong for Wang Zi?"

Xia Xia touched his little head. "No, you see, is the flower that Dad bought is very good?"

Soon the attention of the little fat man has shifted, that is, Wang Zi is now young. If he is a little older, he will find himself more awkward than Dou Yu. His relatives are still calm and calm, he But unconsciously defined by my mother as a small intelligence officer, it is really extreme.

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After dinner, Xia Xia did not know whether Song Tingshen would continue to work overtime. After all, it was getting closer and closer to the National Day, and the company's affairs were increasing. She did not want to delay his time too much, so she would let Auntie With Wang Zi going out to play, the family is left with Shen and Shen.

After reading the meal, Song Ting went to the study room. Xia Xia knew that he was going to ask for help from the other side. So he carefully cut the fruit into a small fruit plate, and came to the study room. He stood at the door, she did not go in, and she tapped the knock. door.

"Come in." Song Ting looked up to see her, and was a little surprised.

He also thought that Xia Xia took Wang Zi to go out and slip.

In the summer, he placed a fruit plate in his hand and placed it on his desk. He laughed twice. "You have been working late in the past few days. Is it very tired?"

She feels that Song Ting has no entertainment activities. She goes to the company early every day at two o'clock. Although she will be punctual after work, she will return to the study after dinner. Most of the time she will be busy at least 10 o'clock. Occasionally, when I am free, I am taking my children. If I have to say that Song Ting has a small three, then Xiao San is estimated to be working.