Gong Shao's exclusive: the cute wife wants to be in the position

Chapter 13 Which is my grandson's mother
Her eyes lit up when she saw two girls in the room.

Could it be that one of these two is the mother of her grandson?

Thinking of this, Madam Gong urgently called out: "Wait a minute, you two don't leave."

The two of them were stopped by bodyguards just as they were about to step out of the door.

Ai Qiqi and Jian Xiaodan looked at each other, looking like weeping.

"The courage is really going to be frightened!"

"I'm really going to pee my pants!"

The two had no choice but to bite the bullet and turned around, and saw Mrs. Gong coming over and looking at them intently, her eyes were not malicious.

Just secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but did not expect Madam Gong's next words, which almost scared them to pee.

"Which one of you is my grandson's mother?"

Ai Qiqi's face froze, and she stepped back subconsciously, bumping into a person who didn't see clearly.

She looked up and was dumbfounded for a moment.

Gong Shaoting stared at her coldly, his sharp eyes seemed to see through her.

She was so frightened that she hurried away, with a stiff smile on her face.

Gong Shaoting saw her smiling like a brain-dead nympho, and looked away with disgust on her face.

As soon as he took a breath, Mrs. Gong took Jian Xiaodan's hand and smiled and said, "Is it you? I am so grateful to you. You are the one who gave birth to such a lovely grandson for our Gong family. A great hero of our palace family."

At first, Jian Xiaodan was a little flattered by Mrs. Gong's closeness, but the next second she was overwhelmed.

What's the matter?

She is still a big girl with yellow flowers! ! !

Wrong person!

The corners of Ai Qiqi's mouth twitched, a little unable to keep up with the sudden rhythm.

This Mrs. Gong obviously didn't know them, so she was guessing wildly.

Too many unexpected accidents, countless brain cells were frightened to death.

Immediately afterwards, Mrs. Gong said indignantly, "It's all because my brat was irresponsible for making your belly bigger. You can rest assured that our Gong family will make up for it and won't make you feel wronged."

Mrs. Gong held Jian Xiaodan's hand and rubbed it, assuring her.

Jian Xiaodan smiled embarrassingly, and gave a note of color to Ai Qiqi who was watching the fun: come and help.

Ai Qiqi scratched her head and pretended not to see, she couldn't be too obvious.

There is also a radar standing beside her, scanning her side at every turn, which is very dangerous.

Jian Xiaodan gritted her teeth, she couldn't count on her anymore.

She grinned, and said embarrassedly, "The lady? I'm still a big girl."

After saying this, she felt that she didn't need to be a human anymore.

All eyes fell on her, Jian Xiaodan wished she could find a hole to get in.

The whole little face is no different from braised pig's head.

Ai Qiqi couldn't hold back her laughter.

It wasn't too long before she was complacent, and a questioning look fell on her again, and the smile at the corner of her mouth froze.

Sure enough, you can't gloat, it's almost a bad thing.

Afraid of being suspected, Ai Qiqi had no choice but to follow the trend of the overall situation.

Out of conscience, she also said, "Ma'am, I am also a big girl of Huanghua."

Now it's Jian Xiaodan's turn to laugh outrageously, looking at Ai Qiqi as if saying: You speak out of conscience, does your heart hurt?
When Mrs. Gong heard this, the smile on her face collapsed, and she let out a sigh of disappointment.

Then he said embarrassingly, "Nowadays there are not many good girls like you."

"Let you take a trip and be surprised.

Wang Kun, don't send the girl out properly yet. "

"Yes, ma'am."

After being sent out safely, the moment Ai Qiqi and Jian Xiaodan came out, they immediately ran to the bathroom because they were about to urinate in fear.

After the people left, Mrs. Gong stared at Gong Shaoting sadly, "Where's my grandson! Where's my wife?"

Gong Shaoting expressed that he had a headache.

　Ask for collection, ask for tickets, all kinds of requests.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)