Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 72 Rich and Willful

It's better not to let Sister Na know.

Holding the phone in her hands, Meng Yinyin said cheerfully, "It costs [-] cents to send text messages and make phone calls, and there is no fee to send WeChat messages. Let's contact via WeChat in the future!"

Hearing this, Song Tingyue's face sank and his teeth were gritted.

The temperature in the carriage dropped suddenly, Meng Yinyin shivered, folded her arms and muttered, "Why is it so cold all of a sudden."

After muttering, he continued to chat with Hai Na on WeChat without even looking at Song Tingyue.

Meng Yinyin was so heartless that she didn't even want to spend a dime for him.

Song Tingyue continued to drive with a cold face, his whole body seemed to be covered in ice, it was terribly cold.

When they arrived at Qinyuan, Song Tingyue drove the car into the garage, and Song's mother came out to welcome her.

Meng Yinyin got out of the car, smiling all over her face: "Mom, we're back."

"It's just in time to come back, let's have dinner right away." Mother Song looked at Meng Yinyin, then at Song Tingyue, and asked strangely, "Aren't you going shopping, where are the things?"

Why did the two of them come back empty-handed.

"Ah, something..."

Meng Yinyin was shocked.

Too bad, she forgot about shopping.

What to do, you can’t buy nothing, right?
She subconsciously looked at Song Tingyue, subconsciously thinking that he would have a way to fool him.

Song Tingyue's mood improved inexplicably when he received Meng Yinyin's call for help.

The thin lips parted slightly: "I'll send it over later."

Upon hearing this, Mother Song smiled.

It seems that her son did not disappoint her.

The card is fast enough and the posture is handsome enough.

There is no shortage of things to buy.

I know how to make my daughter-in-law happy.

Although she was fooled, Meng Yinyin couldn't laugh, and her heart was in turmoil.

She grabbed Song Tingyue's sleeve, and was about to secretly ask him what he would bring later, when a black commercial vehicle drove into the garden.

Seeing that it was her own car, Song's mother hurriedly beckoned the servant to pick up the things.

Meng Yinyin was dumbfounded seeing the servants carrying one bag after another out of the car.

What's in it?

Everything was sent to Song Tingyue's room.

Meng Yinyin followed upstairs, and the floor of the room was so full that there was almost no place to set foot.

The servant is unpacking, putting clothes together, shoes together, bags together, cosmetics together.

All are women's products, and each one is a world famous brand.

Meng Yinyin has a good family background and has never been short of famous brands since she was a child, but she has never bought so many at one time before.

She looked at those things in amazement.

Really scared.

Rich is willful!

After a while, she found her voice: "You guys go out!"

"Yes, young lady."

When the servant left the room, Meng Yinyin quickly closed the door and asked Song Tingyue in an unbelievable tone: "You bought these for me?"

Song Tingyue smiled half-smile: "If you don't give it to you, why don't you give it to me?"

"..."

It was rare for Song Tingyue to be humorous, and the image of him wearing women's clothing immediately appeared in Meng Yinyin's mind.

He is so good-looking, even in women's clothing, he must be good-looking.

Meng Yinyin picked up a purple chiffon skirt: "Do you want to try this skirt?"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Tingyue glared at him.

Meng Yinyin stuck out her tongue: "Song Tingyue, I didn't expect you to be so reliable. Fortunately, you are thoughtful, otherwise your mother will be suspicious."

So, she thought he bought so many things just to fool his mother?
"idiot!"

The corners of Song Tingyue's lips curled up slightly, and he walked over and lay down on the sofa: "Come here, beat my legs, I'm tired!"

Are you not tired after shopping for a day?

(End of this chapter)