Chapter 1034
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
1034 Youâve taught him the wrong things, sister
Song Qiaoqiao glanced at the passersby and replied in a low voice, â âNaturally, itâs for her to comfort mild wind. You also know that Lan Xiao has a boyfriend and she doesnât like he Feng. You really donât have to be hostile towards her, Yingluo. Let him give up as soon as possible, it might be good for you.â
Hearing song Qiaoqiaoâs words, Jiang Qingyun couldnât help but feel some compassion.
She felt that song Qiaoqiaoâs words seemed to make sense.
This was just song Hefengâs hot-headedness. If this Lan Xiao could make him give up, then she could take advantage of song Hefengâs injury and enter his heart.
Jiang Qingyunâs eyes lit up as he thought about it.
âAlright, Qiaoqiao, Iâll believe you one more time.â
Song Qiaoqiao let out a sigh of relief and nodded at her.
After that, Jiang Qingyun cooperated with song Qiaoqiao very actively.
She led the way in front, avoiding Madam songâs eyes and ears. She covered song Qiaoqiao and Lan Xiao as they walked towards song Hefengâs room.
Jiang Qingyun walked in front, while song Qiaoqiao followed a few steps behind and walked side by side with Lan Xiao.
She looked at Jiang Qingyunâs back and leaned close to Lan Xiaoâs ear.
âThis is the daughter of the Jiang familyâs second master. The eldest mistress once mentioned that she would be engaged to he Feng in the future. Unfortunately, he Feng had always disapproved of Xuanji, and Madam song couldnât use force to force him. So, Jiang Qingyun and he Feng had always had an unclear relationship. In Qingyunâs heart, perhaps she has long regarded he Feng as her future husband, Qianqian. Thatâs why she was so angry and irascible when she found out about you. Actually, sheâs a good person.â
Lan Xiao raised his eyebrows and sneered to himself.
She didnât think that Jiang Qingyun was a good person. Instead, she felt that this woman wasnât easy to deal with.
Song Qiaoqiao was no match for her.
Song Qiaoqiao was an innocent girl who didnât see through people, so she wouldnât expose that thin layer of paper.
The group soon arrived at song Hefengâs room.
Song Hefengâs room was on the third floor of the villa.
Almost all the rooms on this floor were occupied by him alone.
His room was huge, at least a hundred square meters.
It could be seen that the song family doted on this young master.
Compared to this young master, song Qiaoqiao was like heaven and earth.
Song Qiaoqiao walked forward and knocked on the door gently.
âMild wind Zhizhi.â
There was no sound from the door. Song Qiaoqiao had no choice but to push the door open.
The decorations in the room were very extravagant.
It was resplendent and dazzling. Lan Xiao felt a little dizzy after a glance.
The decorations and furniture were all yellow without exception.
This yellow was still the piercing, golden yellow.
The walls were golden, the sofa, coffee table, wardrobe, and display windows were all yellow.
It was entirely yellow, illuminating the room with a bright yellow, giving people a strong visual impact.
Lan Xiao was speechless. What kind of taste was this?
Forgive her for being superficial, but she really didnât think that this would show off her nobility and luxury.
Song Hefengâs eyes were closed, and his face was pale as he lay on the pale yellow bed.
His entire aura seemed to be extremely Haggard.
He was not the only one in the room.
There was a lady in branded clothes with a strong aura. She was holding a tissue and wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes.
It seemed like she was trying to persuade him to get up and eat.
However, song Hefeng completely ignored her and did not even open his eyes.
The lady saw that the door was pushed open and she turned to look at the door.
When she saw song Qiaoqiao, a sharp and cold light flashed in her eyes.
âGo out and take a walk. Donât come in and disturb he Feng.â
Song Qiaoqiaoâs body immediately trembled.
Her fingers clutched the hem of her clothes as she replied carefully, â âMother, Zhenzhen, mother, Iâve brought he Fengâs classmate over. He Feng hasnât been to school for a few days. His classmate said that he had something to talk to him about, so I ran ran and took the initiative to bring his classmate here.â
This lady was none other than the song familyâs first Madam, song Hefengâs mother, Li Hongxia.
Mrs. Songâs eyes were filled with displeasure. She seemed to be suppressing her temper.
She said in a low voice,âdidnât you see that mild wind is so sick that he canât get out of bed?â He doesnât have the energy to meet guests, you can let his classmate go.â
From day to day, after so many years, how many people had tried to get close to the song family by relying on their relationship with song Hefeng?
She had seen too many of them, so Mrs. Song didnât even bother to let that so-called classmate in.
Especially when she saw Lan Xiaoâs extremely beautiful face, she was even more displeased.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âHurry up and let her go. Donât provoke mild wind anymore.â
Song Qiaoqiao was a little hesitant. She bit her lip and tried to call out song Hefeng.
third brother, I think you should want to see this classmate of yours. Why donât you open your eyes and take a look? â
Song Hefeng frowned slightly. He didnât want to see anyone right now. He had no desire to live.
He pulled up the blanket and covered his head impatiently.
âI wonât see anyone. I wonât see anyone. All of you, get out. All of you, get out. Donât stay here and bother me.â
Mrs. Songâs expression turned even colder. She stood up and walked to the door.
He looked down at song Qiaoqiao and said,âdid you hear what breeze said?â Why donât you take this so-called classmate and get lost?â
Song Qiaoqiaoâs face flashed with embarrassment. Her eyes were sparkling with tears, and she was about to cry.
Jiang Qingyun saw that the atmosphere was a little tense. She didnât want to offend Madam song, so she didnât say anything and just stood there in silence.
Mrs. Song snorted when she saw that song Qiaoqiao still didnât take her people away.
âWhat, you donât listen to Your Motherâs words anymore? could it be that it had grown up and its wings had hardened? Ah, Yingluo is right. Some time ago, didnât you throw a tantrum and go on a hunger strike to reject the engagement? I really suspect that he Feng is doing this because he is influenced by you. Itâs you, his sister, who has taught him the wrong things.â
Song Qiaoqiao lowered her eyes and quickly shook her head.âmother isnât like this. i didnât disobey you, yingluo.â
âHeh, then why donât you quickly take this woman and get lost? Iâm already angry enough. Can you stop causing trouble for me and making me angry?â mrs. song rebuked coldly, her voice sharp and mean.
Song Qiaoqiao was so aggrieved that she was about to cry. She held Lan Xiaoâs hand and whispered.
âLan Xiao, Iâm sorry. I shouldnât have dragged you into this. Let me send you back, Yingluo.â
Unexpectedly, song Hefeng, who was lying on the bed and wrapped in the blanket, clearly heard song Qiaoqiao call out Lan Xiaoâs name.
His body trembled, and his mind went blank.
Lan Xiao?
Which Lan Xiao?
Lan Xiao saw how aggressive Mrs. Song was and how mean she was to song Qiaoqiao. She suspected that she was song Qiaoqiaoâs stepmother.