My wife is my mother's best friend

Chapter 157

Jiang Yaling has been secretly following behind her son and best friend Song Meiyue. She knows that the two of them will definitely do something, just like when she pretended to be drunk. Meiyue actually asked her best friend's son for a hug , I can't imagine how aloof Mizuki is on weekdays, but she turns out to be so unrestrained when no one is around.

At this time,
Jiang Yaling, who already knew Song Meiyue's personality, was still deeply shocked by the scene in front of her. Obviously, from the perspective of law and motivation, it was her best friend Meiyue who did it first, as for her son. He was stuck there like a candle, motionless.

Mizuki turned out to be
The cantaloupe in Jiang Yaling's hand fell off. She only took two bites, and she would definitely feel distressed, but now her attention is deeply attracted by her son and her best friend, and she can't move her eyes from it at all. The two of them moved away.

"little villain"

"Go to bed early at night and come pick me up for work tomorrow." Song Meiyue gently hugged his waist, staring blankly at the man who is close at hand, her little villain is also her future husband, with a strong shyness between her brows , the cheeks on both sides revealed bright red, pursing her small mouth and speaking leisurely.

"Auntie, my vice president, is this considered a sneak attack?" Jiang Qi also took the opportunity to hug this embossed hot body, sniffing the unique fragrance on her body, and said viciously: "It's a little bit Stop talking about martial arts, and dare to attack your own man when I'm not prepared."

"Humph."

"This is a gift from Auntie. It's what so many men dream of. I don't even want to look at them, but I offered to give it to you, and you're still chattering." Song Meiyue, who was hugged by her little villain, Lying quietly on his chest, he said angrily, "Things that don't know the goods."

however,
The two hugged each other for a short time before ending hastily. Song Meiyue opened the car door and sat in gracefully. When she started the car, she couldn't help turning her head to look at the man next to her. There was a trace of reluctance and melancholy in her eyes. I hope that at this time, the little villain can open the passenger door and follow him home.

Seeing the back of the car she was leaving, drifting away and slowly disappearing into his field of vision, Jiang Qi took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, and lit himself skillfully.

"Cough cough!"

"Smoking is harmful to your health, especially your fertility. If my grandson and granddaughter get strange diseases in the future, it must be related to your daily smoking!"

Suddenly, a harsh voice of criticism came from behind. Jiang Qi was so frightened that he almost lost his grip on the cigarette. He hurriedly turned his head to look at the person behind him, and asked with a face full of bewilderment: "Mom, when did you come? I Why didn't you know you went downstairs?"

"how?"

"I need to notify you when Mom goes downstairs?" Jiang Yaling rolled her eyes and asked calmly, "Is Meiyue gone?"

"just go"

Jiang Qi looked at his mother, thinking that he was kissing her best friend just now, his heart was full of emptiness. He shrank his neck and asked cautiously: "Mom, when did you come?"

"Just arrived."

"I just saw you smoking." Jiang Yaling knew what her son wanted to ask, looked at his nervous and guilty appearance, laughed inwardly, pursed her lips, and said angrily: "I think you seem very nervous Look, did you do something shameful behind your back?"

"what?"

"No no!"

"I'm a good citizen who abides by the law. How could I do illegal activities." Jiang Qi said awkwardly but not smiling: "Mom, don't be suspicious all day long. Your son will not be reduced to the level of crime."

Jiang Yaling curled her lips, went up to hold her son's arm, and said softly, "Go for a walk with Mom."

"Oh"

Jiang Qi nodded silently, and did not refuse his mother's request, but he still had to ask, and then said: "Didn't you say you were tired in the house just now? Why did you suddenly go for a walk again? What is it? Are you tired or not?"

"Why are you talking so much nonsense, brat?"

"I told you to go for a walk with my mother, just go for a walk, and talk about irrelevant things, and you don't know beauty." Jiang Yaling stopped abruptly after saying this, glared at her son fiercely, and said angrily: "When you were with your father It's exactly the same, and you know how to piss me off all day long."

Jiang Qi shrugged, and said casually: "I don't have any impression of Dad at all, I just saw it in the photo."

As soon as the voice fell,
Can't help but said curiously: "Mom, tell me about Dad?"

"Uh"

"Your dad is basically no different from you. If it doesn't work, you can be a person occasionally. If it's worth it, you often lose the chain at critical moments and marry your dad. Your mother and I struggle every day on the verge of divorce. "

Later, Jiang Yaling rebuked all the bad things about her man, but in Jiang Qi's ears, in the constant complaints from his mother, he could always feel her deep love for his father. feelings of nostalgia.

In the next few days, Jiang Qi followed Song Meiyue to and from get off work as usual, and then fished in the company. Of course, while fishing, the three brothers often stayed together to discuss various functions of the APP, even though the difficulties in front of them were numerous. The degree is not clear, but the vitality of that sentence, the realm where all things are competing, is still in front of my eyes!
The future is beautiful and can be touched, but this process is very tiring and painful. The brothers all know that there is no way out. Jiang Qi is fighting against the soft rice script bestowed by heaven. His family is working hard, and Xie Buchen is for that gentle and virtuous pretty widow.

In fact, the entrepreneurial team of three people is very dangerous. Jiang Qi noticed that some products in the market are occupying the domestic market. Another problem in front of him is how to attract the public to access the Internet.

For this matter,
The final answer of the three is to focus on core functions.

Of course, this is not something that can be done in an instant, and it takes time to continuously polish. In short, the three of them are quite optimistic about the future prospects.

this day,
It's Sunday afternoon.

On a highway, Jiang Qi was driving the super sports car owned by the vice president's aunt, driving at a speed of [-]% over the speed limit, and sitting beside him was his mature, sexy and charming Aunt Song.

"I'm so tired, little bastard."

"Could you stop at the service area?" Song Meiyue had already taken off her shoes and sat cross-legged on the chair, with all kinds of complaints written on her face, she said leisurely: "The chair is too hard and my butt starts to hurt when I sit on it." gone."

"You picked it! Auntie!"

Jiang Qi held the steering wheel, and said angrily: "I've said it all. That place is a bit far away, and driving a sports car will be very tiring, but you just don't listen to me, and now your back is sore and your butt hurts. Who can blame this?"

Song Meiyue rolled her eyes, with a trace of grievance between her brows, she said angrily, "Then you won't persuade me?"

"Didn't I persuade you?"

"Who said it? You have to drive this sports car, even if Jesus comes." Jiang Qi asked with a smile.

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"Okay, okay. Can't I be wrong?" Song Meiyue frowned, and said angrily: "Have to worry about everything. Are you a man?"

As soon as the voice fell,
She turned her head and ignored him.

Facing the aunt of the vice president who suddenly played petty temper, Jiang Qi was more of a faint liking, because only at this moment, she seemed more like an ordinary woman, but compared to ordinary women, she had a little more Tsundere and stubborn.

However, as time goes by,
Song Meiyue, who was still popular with a certain person, chatted with her little villain without saying a word, in the name of preventing him from dozing off while driving, but in fact, it was to relieve her boredom, and at the same time, she didn't want the conflict to continue to worsen.

The difference between a young girl and an aunt is that the former is demanding and entangled endlessly, while the latter is mature and stable, knowing how to advance and retreat. Although she is only four years older than Jiang Qi, Song Meiyue has always regarded herself as the role of Auntie Qiao, putting all her thoughts on her. Put it on the little villain next to him.

of course,

Occasionally, the aunt will turn back into a girl, just like Song Meiyue occasionally brushes up on Jiang Qi's petty temper and makes requests that seem unreasonable but reasonable.

unconsciously,

The two went to a hotel on the mountain. After getting off the car, they felt the extremely refreshing air. It was a good place to settle down and cultivate themselves.

Jiang Qi picked up the luggage of the two of them and was about to enter the hotel. At this moment, Song Meiyue gently took his arm and pressed it close to his side. Jiang Qi asked with a smile, "Finally, your anger has subsided?"

"It was supposed to disappear"

Song Meiyue rolled her eyes at him, held his arm even tighter, and said softly, "Let's go, little rascal."

Arriving at the front desk of the hotel, Jiang Qi was checking in, while Song Meiyue took out her mobile phone and was taking pictures of a few koi in the nearby fish pond.

"Sir. This is your key card. Go to the right and go to room 1007."

The young lady at the front desk handed Jiang Qi a room card, and said to him respectfully.

"Thank you."

After Jiang Qi got the room card, he followed Song Meiyue to the room.

The two had just left on their front feet, and a young couple had just arrived on their back feet.

"Ouch!"

"Won't you hurry up?" A young woman looked at her husband angrily, and said angrily, "It's really hard to come out with you. Sometimes you cry tired, sometimes you cry thirsty, sometimes you feel hungry, and sometimes you poop. Shit, it's really annoying!"

The young man smiled awkwardly, did not refute anything, walked silently to the front desk of the hotel, took out two ID cards, and handed them to the waitress in front of him.

"Mr. Zhang Wenzhong, Ms. Gu Fei."

"The room of the two of you is at No. 1009, and you can walk straight to the side passage."

PS: ask for a monthly ticket, ask for a recommendation ticket

(End of this chapter)