Pampered Darling: 99 Yuan Sweet Wife Chapter 184

   "Uh, madam, are you hungry? I ordered an extra lunch here. This dish is top-notch..."

   Before he finished speaking, Su Qingqing swept over with a sharp and ruthless gaze, and said with a smile.

   "I don't care if they have any adultery, what I want to know is..."

  Su Qingqing hugged her arms and walked slowly towards Song Yu step by step, her eyebrows raised slightly, "What is Ailan?"

   This sentence confused Song Yuwen, "What does Madam mean, what details can Ailan have? She is not an ordinary director."

  Su Qingqing didn't get the answer she wanted, and she wasn't in a hurry.

   She tapped the table with her ten fingers, and lowered her voice, "Before I get off work, I want a detailed information about Ai Lan, you know me, understand?"

  Song Yuyi was shocked, I'm afraid that Madam's intention is not to hide the rhythm of the second master?

   "Why, my words don't work?" Su Qingqing frowned, displeased.

  Song Yu was frightened and shook his head, "No, no, I promise to send the information to my wife's mailbox before get off work and keep it confidential."

   After he finished speaking, he made a humble gesture to shut up.

  Su Qingqing nodded contentedly. When the soup was hot, she wanted to bring it in herself, but Song Yu stopped her in time.

   "Madam, I'll come, I'll come, just stand aside."

  Be good, let Madam carry such a hot thing, if it gets hot, the second master will not tear him up.

   "You haven't finished eating yet, I'll just do it myself, I won't bother you."

   "No trouble, no trouble, I'm very happy." Song Yu would not dare to say that he was not happy, unless he thought he had lived too long.

   On the other side, Ai Lan had already done her work report. Seeing that Su Qingqing was not there, she blushed and shyly looked at the man who was close at hand.

   "Second Master..."

   She whispered, and the faint scent of perfume drifted into the man's nose, causing Quan Moting to frown.

   "Last time I said, as long as I do this project well, you can grant me a request, I don't know whether to do it or not."

  The company always has clear rewards and punishments, and Quan Moting did not deny it, "You said."

   "Second Master, I think..."

   "Husband, the food is hot, it's time to eat." Su Qingqing pushed in the door just in time, her voice was not loud, but the "husband" was very crisp and sweet.

   Of course, it was extremely harsh in Ailan's ears, and his fingers could not help but slowly clenched into fists.

   She forced a smile, "Since my wife is back, I won't bother you anymore. Second Master has a good meal first, and we'll talk about our affairs later."

   "Director Ai, don't go."

  Su Qingqing stopped her from leaving, and even stood in front of Ai Lan with a lovely smile on her face.

   "Husband, you really are, it's okay to be busy with work, and don't let employees eat after get off work."

   She changed the subject and took Ai Lan's hand and sat on the sofa in front of Quan Moting, "Director Ai must have not eaten yet, why don't you sit down and eat together."

   "You're welcome, I've eaten and I'm not hungry."

  Ailan refused in his heart, and tried his best to break free from his hand.

   But Su Qingqing's strength was too great, she couldn't break free at all, "Director Ai is so polite, if you're not hungry, you can eat two bites, otherwise people around will blame the second master for not being considerate to the staff."

   "No, no, the second master treats his employees the best."

   Quan Moting looked at the two women who were singing together with a smile, but he didn't understand how his little fox was thinking.

   "This is my wife's kindness, don't refuse."

   The man gave an order, even if Ailan was unwilling, it was not easy to refute Quan Moting's face, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to sit down.

   As a result, Su Qingqing can't do a good job.

   "Husband, try this soup. Aunt Fu said it has been boiled for more than two hours. You can drink more."

  Sweet, Jiao Di Di's voice was soft to the core, almost soft enough to pinch out water.

   Quan Moting had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth from beginning to end, and the deep affection in his pupils drowned him to death.

   "Well, you drink too, you've lost weight recently." The man's warm fingers pinched her pale, jade-like face, and his thin, crimson lips rose slightly.

  Su Qingqing blinked, but he did not expect such an interaction suddenly, and his little face quickly became red on the spot.

   "Well, husband, drink more, you are a man, how hard your work is, yes, make up more."

   I don't know what happened, but my mind went blank. The words had already been said, and only then did Su Qingqing react.

   I can't wait to bite off my tongue on the spot.

  What supplements the big devil needs to make up, and those who don't know think she has a yellow accent in the daytime.

   However, Su Qingqing glanced at Ai Lan's face that was already black as the bottom of a pot, and the heat on his face was not so hot.

  Hehe, a little complacency appeared in my heart for no reason.

   "Director Ai, is the food not to your taste? Eat so little." Su Qingqing deliberately leaned her body to Quan Moting's side.

  The man knew her intentions, his long arms stretched slightly, and he naturally wrapped around Su Qingqing's slender and soft waist, exerting a little force.

   Su Qingqing was caught off guard and fell into his arms, and couldn't help groaning worriedly.

  Damn, he still has wounds, what if the wounds burst?

   "What are you doing foolishly, Ailan is his own person, you don't have to be embarrassed."

   Quan Moting ignored her surprise, let alone the resentment and hatred that burst out from Ai Lan's eyes, and tugged at Su Qingqing's cheeks like no one else.

   "Are you sleepy? If you are sleepy, close your eyes and sleep for a while. I'll watch over you."

  Su Qingqing's mouth twitched fiercely, what stupid words did the Great Demon King say?

  Show...Show affection? !

   Before she could understand the inscrutable rank of the Great Demon King, Ailan couldn't stand the series of critical strikes.

   "Second Master, it's getting late, it's time for me to go back, so I won't bother you and my wife anymore, thank you for your hospitality."

   Ailan looked unnatural, grabbed the document he brought with him and left without looking back.

   "Hey, as long as the second master wants to continue to take advantage of it, it's almost done."

  Su Qingqing struggled slightly to withdraw from the man's embrace, and her heart was shocked in vain when she met his deep but unwavering eyes.

   "What are you laughing at?" She bit her lip, her voice trembling.

   "It's nothing, I just think my wife is very cute." Through the man's half-smiley eyes, it was obvious that there was a little bit of indifference that could not be hidden.

   Su Qingqing was flustered, so she quickly avoided his sight and cleared her throat.

   "Second Master, don't blame me for disturbing the good time with the beautiful woman?"

   "Madame is jealous."

  Su Qingqing pouted, "I don't like sour food."

   After listening to someone's words, Quan Moting's smile became a little deeper.

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