Song Meiyue has basically confirmed that her dead husband is making huge profits crazily... Even as a middleman, he is receiving kickbacks from both sides, although it is not known how much kickbacks he has received from his resentful father.
But it will definitely not be less than one million. In addition, I have given him a huge increase in pocket money. The damn ghost is using his son's naming rights... It is really a mouthful.
Staring straight at this bold and stinky husband, with a hint of anger on his brows, he asked calmly: "How much kickback did you get from dad?"
"..."
"Why are you still talking about kickbacks?"
"Can't we talk about other things? For example...for example..." Jiang Qi held the pregnant little goblin in his arms and sneaked in with his pig's hooves, his mean expression revealed
A trace of bad waves came to her ear and said softly: "Honey... I'm a little hungry, can you give me something to eat?"
Song Meiyue's graceful figure trembled slightly, her cold and charming face glowed with a faint blush, and her eyebrows contained an unconcealed expression of emotion. She bit her lips tightly and stared blurryly at the one who was close at hand.
Smelly man, looking at his sordid appearance, in an instant... the previous resentment disappeared, replaced by a throbbing feeling.
"Little rascal..."
"You were still holding on to the wall in the morning... Now you are full of life again?" Song Meiyue raised her arm, gently raised Jiang Qi's chin with her index finger, looked at him lovingly, and asked in a low voice.
"No...I just want to...not fight in the nest."
Seeing the charming look of the pretty aunt in his arms, Jiang Qi suddenly panicked. The painful memories of yesterday were still vivid in his mind, and his waists on both sides were sore, painful and swollen... He was unable to blow the horn of counterattack.
"snort!"
"If you don't have that strength, stop teasing me." Song Meiyue pinched his face and said angrily: "I won't fight with you anymore... Please tell me honestly, how much kickback did you get from the resentful father?"
"I..." "Not tens of thousands."
Jiang Qi didn't dare to tell the truth for fear of having his head ripped off by her.
Looking at the dead ghost in front of her, Song Meiyue didn't push him any further. As for how much kickback she got from the resentful father, it was probably in the millions. Forget it...it's just such a small amount of money.
I don’t want to exploit him anymore. Thinking about it, I am indeed a bit harsh. My husband is away from home...and he doesn’t have much money. Not only is he embarrassed, but being his wife is even more embarrassing.
Now everyone knows that the little villain is the uncle of the Feihong Group, and represents the face of the Feihong Group. If others find out that he only has a few thousand yuan, then... he will be laughed out of it.
Key construction...
Others will misunderstand me and think that I am...a very controlling woman. Although this is indeed true, try not to let it be known.
"Wife?"
"Why didn't you speak?" Jiang Qi looked at the silent Aunt Qiao and asked cautiously.
"How do you want to squeeze..."
Song Meiyue glanced at the dead ghost who looked like a silly goose from the corner of her eyes, and said lightly: "Don't spend the kickbacks you got from dad everywhere... If you save a little, you also have a family now."
He has a mouth, and he still has two sons to raise."
"I'm not that kind of person."
Jiang Qi smiled naively. In fact, he understood Aunt Qiao's thoughts and had never really complained about her. At most, he was just verbally harsh.
"Who knows."
"I have a relative in my family... He seems to be an honest man, but he has two young wives outside." When Song Meiyue said this, she glanced at the smiling young husband and said calmly: "Maybe you are this kind of person.
...You say you love me, but when faced with a vixen, you have no ability to resist at all. When they twitch their fingers at you, you just run away."
"Look what you said..."
"The vixens out there are not as exciting as my pretty aunt. Although she is already in her thirties, your little husband likes mature and plump women with this figure and this face.
Eggs, this chest, these long legs, these buttocks...tsk, tsk, tsk."
Listening to the words coming out of his dog's mouth, Song Meiyue felt angry, ashamed and helpless. "Damn it."
"Come on, come on... don't hug me, it's so hot!" After Song Meiyue struggled out of someone's embrace, she glared at him with a blushing face, then twisted her big hips, which were specially designed to give birth to twin boys, and hurried upstairs.
, leaving Jiang Qi still sitting on the sofa.
Looking at the pretty aunt's leaving back, especially her sexy buttocks, she smiled slightly...and followed her with all her might.
...
The next morning,
Jiang Qi was making breakfast in the kitchen. He was lucky enough to escape last night and was not harmed by the tigress. After all, there were three elders at home, and Aunt Qiao didn't dare to do anything wrong...after all, the deafening screams
, will definitely wake up the three elders from their sleep. At this moment,
Song Guoping walked into the kitchen with a haggard face. When he saw his son-in-law, he said bitterly: "No, no, no... My head is still swollen and painful, Xiao Qi... Where did you buy Moutai?"
"Gu Fei's husband gave it to me." Jiang Qi replied. "Could it be fake wine?"
Song Guoping held his forehead and said listlessly: "Why did you wake up...as if you were drunk?"
"Maybe you drank too much."
"I usually have a drink and it'll be fine." Jiang Qi replied. "Maybe..."
Song Guoping sighed, looked at his virtuous son-in-law blankly, and asked cautiously: "Last night...did you talk to Yueyue about the naming rights issue?"
"We talked." "She said she would think about it."
"I think...it's time to show sincerity." Jiang Qi said seriously while frying eggs.
"Sincerity?" "What sincerity?"
Song Guoping, an old Jianghu man, instantly felt a sense of crisis. He frowned and asked in confusion: "Why do I feel...that I have fallen into a trap? Are you two letting go?"
Fishing for big fish over a long period of time? I feel more and more something is wrong. Isn’t this project too much? Why is there so much paid content everywhere?”
"How can you achieve ultimate success without going through hardships?"
Jiang Qi turned his head, looked at his father-in-law seriously, and said seriously: "Dad...is this true?"
"The words are correct, and the principle is the same, but when it comes out of your mouth, it's very wrong."
Song Guoping pursed his lips, thought for a moment... sighed silently, and said bitterly: "Forget it, forget it... It's all your money anyway, so be sincere, and show your sincerity when the time comes.
"
"dad!"
"You should have realized this earlier... You have already obtained the naming rights for the two children. Okay, okay... The rest of the things are not my responsibility. You and your daughter can communicate with you, but don't forget to pay this reward."
Me." Jiang Qi reminded.
Song Guoping rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I won't miss you." In the following time,
Weng and son-in-law talked about many topics, most of which were related to children. "When do you plan to go to the capital?" Song Guoping asked.
"According to your daughter's arrangement, she has a lot of things on her hands recently. She will go there when she is finished." Jiang Qi replied.
"Um."
"Go there early...let the elderly people be happy." After that,
Song Guoping continued: "By the way, you and Yueyue are going to solve something. Yueyue's uncle has a son... The brat has the same moral character as his father. He spends all day doing mischief outside. Recently, the house has become a mess.
Your aunt has a very naughty temper, and there is absolutely nothing you can do against her. As for Yueyue’s uncle... he is a complete bastard."
Speaking of which,
Song Guoping's face turned a little dark, and he said seriously: "When the time comes, you don't have to give your mother face. Give me a good education."
Hearing what his father-in-law said, Jiang Qi couldn't help but think of a young man, and he didn't know what to say... He looked like a human, but turned out to be a street kid.
..I idle around all day long, not doing my job properly, and do evil things by taking advantage of my family’s power.
But there is also a weakness. The young man is very afraid of his cousin. Seeing Song Meiyue is like seeing the King of Hell. He is so frightened that he does not even dare to say anything.
"I see."
"Just for the next few days... Yueyue and I will go to the capital to deal with my cousin's affairs." Jiang Qi hesitated and asked cautiously: "By the way...what happened?
"
Song Guoping sighed and said angrily: "The stinky boy made this girl's belly bigger. The key is that the other party is not an idle person, and the family is also powerful. Now that the stinky boy has fallen out with his family, it won't matter.
No matter where you hide, you won't be able to find anyone, but you and Yueyue will definitely be found. He is very afraid of your wife."
Jiang Qi responded casually and said softly: "I know... I will handle this matter. Yueyue has a big belly now, so it is inconvenient to run around. What if she is upset by her cousin again?
It’s too late to regret it.”
"Too."
Song Guoping nodded his head and said hurriedly: "Then you go and solve it."...
"What's wrong?"
"I see you look worried."
Song Meiyue was sitting in the passenger seat and noticed her husband's melancholy expression, so she asked curiously.
"nothing."
"When are we going to the capital?" Jiang Qi pursed his lips and continued: "Dad mentioned it to me again this morning... Our grandparents and grandparents are looking forward to our return every day, hoping that we can come back soon.
Click to move."
"Oh..." "Let's leave the day after tomorrow."
Song Meiyue said softly: "You go and buy two tickets this afternoon, and we'll leave the day after tomorrow."
"Ok, I..."
Before Jiang Qi could finish speaking, the cell phone on the center console rang, and the caller was none other than his brother-in-law in the UK... Zhao Yu.
"Your brother-in-law's phone number."
"Would you pick it up?" Jiang Qi asked. "Please pick it up."
"Turn on speakerphone!" Song Meiyue reminded.
Jiang Qi silently pressed the speakerphone button. Before he could speak... Zhao Yu on the other end of the phone couldn't wait to shout.