The Villain's Mother [MTL]

Untitled Part 95

Before Qin Fu got up, he re-covered the quilt for Wang Tsai and finally stared at him.

Success is only between him, as long as he can get his heart down, a lost boy finally appears in the river, it is normal, such news may appear all over the country, every day, but he can not There is always no way to pass the heart, perhaps because he is not cruel enough, perhaps because this is her child, although he will occasionally think, if this is his and her children, then it would be better.

He sent a address to Song Ting, and then walked out of the room, found a bottle of wine in the wine cabinet for a long time, and took two goblets along the way, waiting for Song Ting deep.

Song Tingshen really came very quickly. As soon as he entered the door, he directly lifted his foot and went up to Qin's stomach. Qin met back two steps and suffered, but he did not cry out.

"Where is my son?" Song Ting asked a cold face, his voice hoarse.

Qin Yu pointed to one of the rooms, Song Ting took a big step, but before the door was opened, he took a light footstep and opened the door. He saw that Wang Zi was sleeping well and his body was not discomforted. He then closed the door again and turned. He said to Qin Yu: "Mr. Qin, what do you mean by this?"

"Sit." Qin Yu endured the pain, indicating that Song Ting was sitting on the opposite sofa.

The heart of Song Ting's deep hanging is finally landing. He thinks that Qin Yu's person is too strange. Qin Yu's ability to make this thing must have been done in a dripping way, but he can easily let him see the child. So, is he trying his best to play hide-and-seek with them, or do you like to see how they almost collapsed?

Qin Yu poured some wine into the cup and said to Song Tingshen: "This is her favorite wine. I prepared it early in the morning, thinking about waiting for us to get it out on the wedding day."

Song Tingshen's face was even more ugly. Anyone who faced a man who had slandered his wife and even tried to kidnap his own child would not feel good. Without a knife, he was already the result of Song Ting's restraint.

He didn't drink, Qin met didn't say anything, and he even drank a few cups. "I love her."

Song Ting sneered, "Love?"

He paused and looked at Qin Yu. "I thought it was."

Qin Yu whispered: "If you are not with us, we will be together, we will get married, why are you not dead?"

Originally, Song Tingshen couldn't listen any more. Just stood up and heard Qin's next sentence saying: "When you were in A city, you should have died. You have no future with her."

"What are you talking about?" Song Ting looked at him in the face of frost.

Qin Yu stretched out. "If I remember correctly, it is because your child is sick and has a fever. You went to catch the plane. It was a big rain that day. On the way to the airport, you had a car accident and died on the spot. Then I got to know Xia Xia, we were together. That's the way it is."

Such an unbelievable dialogue, Song Tingshen's first reaction was the Arabian Nights.

"Oh, yes." Qin Yu originally wanted to tell Song Tingshen that after his death, Xia Xia gave their children, but when he said it, he swallowed it again, not sure if he could be in the heart of Song Ting. Developed into a gap, this man cares too much about children and families. If he knows, after his death, his wife has done such a thing, will she forgive her? However, "Forget it, still don't say it, there is nothing to say, and I don't want to bother her life again."

Song Ting slammed the inner suspicion and raised his hand to look at the time. "Mr. Qin, you are good at it."

Qin met nodded. "I know."