Madam is a Superstar

"Qingqing?"

The old lady's amiable voice sounded, and Song Qing put down the teacup and stood up and walked towards the old lady.

"Grandma, are you...?"

The old lady is wearing a set of Tai Chi clothes, she is full of energy, and the Tai Chi sword she holds in her hand has a red tassel.

Cheerfully, unaffected by last night at all, "Grandma has no hobbies, she just likes to get up early and do Tai Chi in the garden,

But you, why did you wake up so early today? Was it because you were frightened by the incident last night?

Or those reports this morning? Don't worry about that, Ayu will take care of it. "

The servant took the Tai Chi sword from the old lady, and the two sat down on the sofa.

Song Qing was puzzled, "What report?"

She hasn't turned on her phone since she woke up this morning, so she really doesn't know about the reports.

The old lady was surprised, and Huo Shaochen was also stunned, "Sister-in-law, don't you know? Look."

The newspaper was spread out, and a series of reports about her and Huo Yu's marriage appeared before her eyes.

With a twitch of my eyelids, I turned on my phone, um, very good, very good, it’s fried...

When the marriage was made public, some were happy and others were sad, but Song Jianguo was the happiest,

How many people in the capital circle have racked their brains to establish a relationship with the Huo family. Today's Song family can be said to be nonstop.

Celebrities and wealthy families who didn't take the Song family seriously in the past, now they all look up to the Song family.

The Song family's stock market has also soared all the way, and these are the benefits of Song Qing's marriage to Huo Yu.

"Okay, you see, that's why mom told you to work hard to get closer to the young master of the Huo family at school."

Song Jianguo and Lin Fanghua sent off the distinguished guests with a smile, and when they entered the door, they looked down at Song Haohao who was downstairs.

"Your mother is right, okay, you should learn more from your sister, don't play with your useless things all day long,

The same goes for those friends, avoid associating with worthless people, lest they bring you down. "

Ever since Song Jianguo came back from the Huo family, he became more and more dissatisfied with his little daughter. He didn't feel anything wrong before.

Daughter, it's normal to be pampered at the age of just in her early twenties, but now Song Jianguo's concept is completely different,

Twenty-one is so ignorant, when will I have to wait, a loving mother with many failures,

If he had known that his wife would teach his daughter to look like Lin Daiyu, he shouldn't have let his wife teach him in the first place.

Song Haohao held the handle of the escalator, the smile on his face was far-fetched but he nodded obediently,

"Dad, Mom, I know. By the way, you said that you want to find a master to tell my fortune. Have you found it?"

People of her age shouldn't believe in these feudal superstitions, but with Song Qing's incident, she began to be unsure.

Existence is reasonable, isn't it? What's more, it wasn't her money that was spent on fortune-telling.

"I found it. The master will come to the house at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. You and the school will take a day off."

Song Jianguo sat down on the sofa booth, wore a shirt, and wandered around various wine bureaus in the business field all the year round,

I am usually busy, and when I am free, I only think about rest and never think about exercising. It is inevitable that I will have a beer belly that is common to middle-aged men.

"Several deals have been negotiated just now, and Xiao Liu also called, saying that the other side of the overseas business also took the initiative to contact you just now.

I won't be back these two days, remember to call me tomorrow when the master calculates something. "

Song Jianguo was extremely happy, his face was radiant, as if he was several years younger,

Thirty years before that, Song Jianguo was also a romantic and suave son, and it can only be said that time is a pig-killing knife.

Lin Fanghua's eyes flickered for a moment, and she took the initiative to come behind her husband and kneaded her shoulders considerately, pretending to complain,

"Are you going to leave me alone at home again? Didn't you agree to spend a few days with me?"