The Baby is Charming, the President Circles the Love

Song Qianying felt particularly uncomfortable when she thought that grandma might hate her.

After living for so many years, there are only a handful of people who have given her warmth, and grandma is one of them. Therefore, Mrs. Huo was like a grandmother to her. Although Song Qianying knew that she might be a little too high-spirited, but... in her mind, that was indeed the case.

Seeing her grandma staring at her with complicated eyes, Song Qianying's gracefully curved lips moved slightly, and when she opened her mouth to say something, Mrs. Huo continued to ask: "Xiaoying, let A Yao abandon everything in the Huo family for you. Is that what you want?"

"No, grandma!"

Song Qianying shook her head without even thinking about it.

How could she hope that Huo Junyao would lose everything he had?

How could she bear to see him bear the reputation of being an unworthy descendant?

But...she is even more reluctant to leave him, what should I do?

"Since it's not the case, then divorce him!"

After saying this, Mrs. Huo suddenly stood up.

When Song Qianying heard this, her face turned pale. The man subconsciously hugged her tightly and said to Mrs. Huo in a serious tone: "Grandma, as the saying goes, it is better to demolish ten temples than ruin one marriage. You are forcing me like this." Looking at Xiaoying, what’s the point?”

Before Mrs. Huo could answer, her third uncle said first, "Of course there is no need to be together in an inappropriate marriage!" Ah Yao, even if you marry Su Yunxi, it is better than marrying this orphan girl with no background. At least that girl Su Yunxi is Zexuan's sister, and you still owe her your life. "

Although he didn't like Su Yunxi very much, compared to Song Qianying who would only cause trouble for the Huo family and increase negative news, it was no surprise that they chose Su Yunxi.

"Yes, didn't you always want to marry Su Yunxi before? Divorce this woman immediately, we allow you to marry her!"

The second uncle couldn't help but add.

At this moment, they deeply believed that as long as the bride was not Song Qianying, even if she was just a passerby, as long as her wealth was innocent, it wouldn't matter.

Ever since Huo Junyao decided to give up on peach, Song Qianying has become the spokesperson of "vixen" in the hearts of his second and third uncles, and one can imagine how much they hate her.

Song Qianying's originally pale face suddenly turned ashen due to their aggressiveness.

She subconsciously wanted to run away, to get away from Huo Junyao and run far away, to escape from the group of people who trampled her like mud under their feet, but before she could make a move, the man seemed to have a glimpse of her thoughts. , had already taken a step ahead of her and trapped her tightly.

She couldn't move.

"Be good, trust me!"

The deep, magnetic voice came faintly from her ears, but it inexplicably ignited the grievances in her heart. Sour bubbles slowly came up little by little, and soon her eyes became wet.

Song Qianying bit her lip tightly and lowered her eyes, not wanting those people to see the tears she was holding back in her eyes.

Huo Junyao put his arms around her slender shoulders, and with an attitude of absolute possession, he glanced at the two elders who stood opposite them, whom he had respected since childhood, with a slightly displeased look, "I am the culprit who got Xiaoying into this turmoil. She is absolutely not at fault, why should she take responsibility? Don’t you just want an explanation? I have already given it, what else do you want?"

"An explanation? What kind of explanation is this?"

Thinking that he had just handed over the "Seal of Inheritance", the second uncle's anger that had been suppressed was once again aroused.

He tightened the crutch in his hand and knocked hard on the elegant and translucent floor, making a crisp sound of "dong dong dong", which was enough to express his deep displeasure.

At this time, Huo Ziyue, who had been silent, finally couldn't help but persuade: "Yes, Ayao. How can you say that the heir is not the right one? Take back the seal of inheritance quickly."

If she were to support lovers getting married, she would give Huo Junyao a few thumbs up, but she couldn't do that now.

Because she is from the Huo family!

She had watched this outstanding nephew grow up. He had a very high IQ since he was a child, and his business skills were even more amazing.

Six years ago, he returned from Harvard with a double master's degree in business administration and economics to take over the group. His performance has been booming, which has not only pushed the entire Huo family to a height that was previously unattainable, but also made every Huo family member's dividends at the end of the year full. How could they be willing to give up a CEO who can make money?

Therefore, what she can do now is to act as a lubricant to prevent the two sides from getting too tense and getting out of hand.

"Aunt, the absence of me from the Huo family won't have much impact, but Xiaoying has only me as a relative in this world, so I'm sorry, unless the Huo family can accept her, otherwise, I will leave with her!"

Huo Junyao's tone was still so firm.

He knew that his behavior made them very unhappy, but there was no other way.

Even if he really gives up his position as president of Huo Group, it is impossible for him to divorce Xiaoying.

This woman is so important to him that it cannot be measured by money. How could he abandon her for Huo?

Moreover, he has plenty of money anyway. Leaving aside the Huo family's property, he has invested countless properties abroad under his own private name. Is he still afraid that he will not be able to support his wife?

The reason why he stayed in the Huo family as the heir was nothing more than responsibility.

The elders of the Huo family all frowned because of his words.

Seeing that her aunt, who was always smiling, was also frowning and looking worried, Song Qianying's eyes flashed slightly, and a hint of guilt quietly passed through her.

Sorry, aunt!

Sorry, grandma!

I know you will blame me for confusing Huo Junyao on this matter, but I really don’t want to leave him...

Just let me be selfish and leave this matter to him, okay?

I'm sorry, right?

She secretly said sorry countless times in her heart.

However, when she thought of the heartfelt words Huo Junyao just said, Song Qianying was still extremely moved. If she hadn't taken into consideration the fact that there were so many people present, she would have hugged him and kissed him fiercely, fiercely...

Huo Junyao, thank you!

Thank you for not abandoning me!

…

Seeing that Huo Junyao had made up his mind, the second uncle and the third uncle couldn't help but turned green with anger.

Mrs. Huo knew that once her grandson was screwed, several cows would be unable to be pulled back, so it was not advisable to push him too hard.

For them, if Huo Junyao really gives up his peach and leaves the Huo family, it will definitely be an immeasurable loss, so, hey, let's think about it in the long term.

Therefore, the second uncle and the third uncle finally gave in and told him to wait for the news before leaving angrily.

Before leaving, Mrs. Huo gave Song Qianying a meaningful look. That probing look inexplicably made her heart tremble.

The three of them went out first.

Huo Ziyue paused for a moment, reached out and patted Song Qianying on the shoulder, and warned her earnestly: "Xiaoying, please advise Ayao, don't let him be too impulsive and do stupid things."

Song Qianying nodded and responded softly: "I understand, aunt!"

"Don't worry, aunt will help you speak in front of the elders, huh?"

"Thank you, aunt!"

Song Qianying spoke sincerely. Fortunately, her aunt was still on her side!

Soon they were the only two people left in the huge house.

After Huo Junyao closed the door, he saw Song Qianying leaning on the shoe cabinet at the entrance, looking listless. His deep eyes narrowed slightly, with a hint of distress.

He walked over, raised his hand to touch her forehead, and helped her smooth the hair in front of her forehead.

Song Qianying raised her head faintly and met his caring eyes. She couldn't help but purse her mouth and her voice was slightly choked: "Huo Junyao, what should I do? Am I too selfish?"

As soon as the words fell, she opened her arms and hugged him tightly like a drowning person grabbing a piece of driftwood.

Although the news has not broken out, this matter is still a ticking time bomb, and it may spread widely on the Internet one day. And she actually doesn't want to divorce after such a scandal. Maybe, it really is Too selfish?

"Fool, this matter has nothing to do with you!"

Huo Junyao patted her back gently and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, if I hadn't left you behind and caused you to go to England alone, this wouldn't have happened. Baby, do you blame me?"

"It was weird at first, but not anymore!"

Song Qianying answered truthfully.

"Is it really not weird anymore?"

But he still blames himself to this day.

When he thought about how he almost lost her, he couldn't let it go no matter what.

Regret, regret seeping into my bones...

"Um!"

Song Qianying nodded, buried her little face in front of his broad chest, and then whispered, "I know you didn't mean it. But can you promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you won't leave me behind?" ?”

"good!"

Huo Junyao nodded gently, his beautiful eyes shining with endless determination.

After getting his answer, Song Qianying immediately felt relieved.

The two walked back to the sofa and sat down hand in hand.

Seeing that it was already past nine o'clock in the morning and today was Monday again, Song Qianying couldn't help but urge him: "Should you get ready to go to the company?"

The man shook his head, "No, I will stay with you at home today!"

"I'm fine. You should go to work, right?"

Although he said he would no longer be the president, he has not yet been able to hand over the "Seal of Inheritance". Furthermore, even if he handed it back, the work must be handed over, right?

As a human being, you must always be responsible.

Song Qianying didn't want to cause him to be dissatisfied with the elders of the Huo family again because of herself.

“The same goes for working from home.”

The man didn't listen to her, he picked up the laptop next to him and pressed the power button.

Seeing this, Song Qianying had no choice but to keep silent.

Since the elders rushed over with murderous intent as soon as they got up, they didn't even bother to cook breakfast.

Seeing that Huo Junyao had already turned on the computer and was getting ready for work, Song Qianying turned around and walked towards the kitchen consciously.

Monday morning is usually the busiest time.

The man sat elegantly on the sofa, tapping the keyboard with his hands from time to time. In the quiet living room, only the crackling sound of typing was circulating, which sounded like rhythmic music.

Song Qianying cooked a simple breakfast, and when she came out of the kitchen with a sandwich, she saw a picture of a beautiful man at work.

The morning sun was not too strong, and a ray of golden light refracted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows next to it, dancing restlessly on the man's delicate and handsome face, inexplicably adding a bit of charming warmth to him.

So handsome!

Even though she was extremely familiar with him, at this moment, Song Qianying still felt that he was incredibly handsome.

He looked up at the clock on the wall, it was already ten o'clock.

Knowing that skipping breakfast was bad for her health, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and bring over a plate of sandwiches and milk.

The man who was immersed in his work was so serious that he didn't even raise his eyelids when she came to him.

Song Qianying pursed her lips, put her breakfast on the coffee table next to her, and simply sat down next to him.

As soon as the little PP touched the sofa, the man's big hand that was originally on the keyboard stretched out and hugged her waist.

"Is breakfast ready?"

He turned to smile at her, his half-closed eyes full of endearment.

Song Qianying pointed to the food on the coffee table and smiled softly at him: "Sandwiches and your favorite milk, try it."

"And you?"

Seeing that she only made one serving, he frowned.

"I have no appetite!"

Song Qianyingyun Danfeng responded softly.

It's no wonder she was able to eat under such circumstances.

When the man saw this, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed.

He stretched out his long arm and took the plate into his hand. He chose a piece of excellent-looking tuna sandwich, put it to her mouth, and joked, "My husband feeds you personally. It's such a rare opportunity. You should have an appetite now, right?" "

"Hey, you're here, who do you think you are?"

Although her heart was heavy, Song Qianying was still amused by him at this moment.

I don't know why, but after he made such a fuss, the dullness disappeared instantly.

"I am your husband!"

the man emphasized.

"How proud can my husband be? Hmph!"

She pouted her little lips and couldn't help but argue with him.

"I don't know how much respect my husband has. But whether my husband is very important or not, the baby has the most say."

While talking, someone started to act hooligan again.

"I hate it. Who told you this?"

He's not shy even in broad daylight?

Song Qianying had always been thin-skinned, but now, her fair face had turned red.

Seeing that her mind no longer seemed to be dwelling on what happened in the morning, Huo Junyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, teasing her can be addictive, so he couldn't help but continue teasing, "What did I say, huh? Tell me, what's in your little head?"

"Oh, you are so annoying, you always bully me! Eat breakfast, eat breakfast!"

Knowing that she couldn't fight him, Song Qianying had no choice but to open her mouth, take a bite of the sandwich in his hand, and chew it hard.

Huo Junyao curled his lips slightly, picked up the sandwich, followed the position where she bit down, and took a bite himself.

The two of them were eating a sandwich together. This action was really intimate, but they did it very naturally, as if that was how it should be.

They finished the sandwich in just a few seconds.

Huo Junyao picked up a full glass of milk, brought it to her mouth, and coaxed, "Be good, just take a few sips!"

Song Qianying shook her head, raised her hand and pushed the cup back, "No, I hate milk, drink it yourself."

Huo Junyao still refused to give up and continued to say to her, "Drink more milk. Your skin will be whiter. It's good for your health. Be good!"

"Oh, I'm already white enough."

What a joke, she specially prepared this milk for him, and she wouldn't drink it even to death.

Hearing this, the man pursed his lips and teased her: "Haha, you are such a noob!"

"Huo Junyao, don't go too far. Why am I so stupid?"

"My whole body is white inside and out!"

"I hate it. I'm going to put away the dishes and ignore you."

She hit him with her fists and started to stand up. Little P-P was pulled to sit down again before he could leave the sofa.

"Don't worry, just sit here and work with your husband."

"Then drink the milk quickly!"

"good."

At this time, Huo Junyao didn't shirk anymore and drank all the milk in a few gulps.

When the cup bottomed out, Song Qianying couldn't help but curl her red lips and reveal a faint smile.

But at this moment, the man suddenly came over and kissed her lips directly.

Song Qianying was completely unprepared, allowing him to easily take advantage of her and indulge in her mouth...

The taste of milk soon overflowed between the lips and teeth.

She blinked her curled eyelashes, and a trace of anger flashed unconsciously in her clear eyes.

Damn man, he did it on purpose.

Knowing that she hates the smell of milk, but still kissing her in this way, woo woo...

After the kiss, the woman was so angry that her teeth were itching, while the man wiped the corners of his lips with his fingertips contentedly, smiling brightly: "Baby, although the milk tastes good, you... are the sweetest!"

boom--

He was so praised that he didn't even want to settle accounts with him.

Sitting on the sofa, the two of them chatted for a long time before turning the topic to the video.

"Huo Junyao, there shouldn't be a follow-up to this video, right?"

Song Qianying asked worriedly.

The video, as expected, did not appear on the Internet, and fortunately they stopped it in time and it was not reported by any media, but that does not mean that it will not appear in other ways.

Hey, it’s hard to guard against it, what should I do?

If it cannot be fundamentally solved, this nightmare may stay with them for the rest of their lives.

how should I solve this?

There are actually two ways.

The first is to find the person behind the scenes and destroy everything;

The second type is to take the initiative to admit this to the public after the video is released and seize the opportunity.

Both of these are obviously not easy to do.

Especially, the person behind the scenes is most likely Mrs. Smith...

Thinking of how much she hated him, and of forcing her to divorce Huo Junyao, Song Qianying's temples couldn't help but jump.

It seems that she is not generally annoying, hey!

The method that Song Qianying thought of was exactly what Huo Junyao thought of.

However, after weighing it, he still chose the first option.

In any case, since the other party has the courage to challenge him and challenge the entire Huo family, he must bear all the consequences. Therefore, no matter who he is, he will not let go as long as he finds out!

Even if... that person is his mother!

But is it really his mother?

Huo Junyao still didn't believe it.

It doesn’t matter whether you call him stupid or wishful thinking. Even if his mother hates Song Qianying and doesn’t like her, is it necessary to drag her son down with her?

-End of this chapter-