Chapter 1191 Happy Family of Three

Tian was chatted to death by Yun Xiangxiang like this, Hei Ye sent a goodbye emoji and went offline.

Yun Xiangxiang couldn't help laughing, and quickly forwarded Hei Ye's file package to Yang Qi, tracking the website, and locking up the suspects. They were a lot of people and they were fast.

So many days have passed, there must be more than one or two visits, and it is not easy to check one by one.

She looked at the time and sent a video to Song Mian who woke up.

"My wife is very enthusiastic today." Song Mian showed a flattered expression.

"Didn't I send you a video before?" Yun Xiangxiang examined him.

They used to separate the two places often, and she didn't pinch the point very often, making it seem like she was ruthless and didn't care about him.

"I did before I got married, but this is the first time after I got married." Song Mian said quietly, with a look of resentment towards her husband.

Those purple-black eyes stared quietly at Yun Xiangxiang, as if accusing her: Oh, you women don't cherish what you get.

Yun Xiangxiang: ...

Although what he said was the truth, Yun Xiangxiang couldn't be short of breath: "After we got married, we didn't get separated much, okay?"

After marriage, she raised a baby in the first year, and Song Mian did not go abroad; in the second year, she gave birth to a child, six or six, and Song Mian did not go abroad either.

No matter how busy Song Chi was during the past two years, that is, this year, she and Liuliu were also with Song Mian for the first half of the time, and it was only less than a month. One video a day was only ten or twenty times, so it’s not worth it. Yes, it's really childish.

"Because I don't care, I feel dispensable; because I care, I care about everything." Song Mian said pointedly again.

Yun Xiangxiang was really afraid of him: "Okay, okay, I was wrong, I will pinch it next time."

"What a perfunctory attitude." Song Mian was dissatisfied.

Yun Xiangxiang: ...

"Why do I feel like we've switched genders?"

"When dealing with feelings, there is no distinction between genders, and those who care will be more sensitive." Song Mian spoke eloquently.

"Heh, are you turning the corner and saying that I don't care about you?" Yun Xiangxiang smiled.

"It's not that you don't care about me. I've concluded that there are too many things occupying your time, so you can't spare time to miss me."

When Song Mian said this, Yun Xiangxiang thought it made sense, but it wasn't that there were too many things, Yunlin's matter, Ye Zitong's matter, she couldn't help thinking about it as soon as she stopped, and then she had her son to accompany her, who had her own skills to learn...

"What exactly do you want to express?" Yun Xiangxiang didn't want to pick words with Mr. Song.

"I just hope that you can think less about bad things and think about me more, so that you will feel happier." Song Mian stared at Yun Xiangxiang with a smile on his face.

Yun Xiangxiang showed a disgusted look: "Who told you, I think you will be in a good mood?"

Song Mian pretended to meditate: "Could it be that there were times when you were unhappy when you were with me?"

Yun Xiangxiang choked.

Song Mian is right, every day with him is happy and joyful.

There was never a conflict between them, there was no quarrel.

No matter when and what happens, he will tolerate her unconditionally, stand in her position, and put himself in her shoes.

Looking at Mr. Song's smug smile, Yun Xiangxiang refused to admit defeat: "Don't you know? Lovesickness has broken people's hearts since ancient times."

Mr. Song's smile gradually froze.

Yun Xiangxiang became happy, and finally said that he had won him once: "It's because I love you so much, and when I miss you, I feel sad and depressed, so I should think about you less."

Mr. Song looked at his wife's smug little expression: "Just be happy."

Yun Xiangxiang stopped teasing him, and slightly restrained his smile: "Thank you, A Mian."

"Thank me for what?" Song Mian and Yun Xiangxiang chatted and laughed for a while, but didn't react for a while.

"A thing about the night."

"Oh." Song Mian suddenly said, "This is what I should do. If someone blasphemes my wife, if I don't find him out and use color, what kind of man am I?"

His tone was the same as usual, but Yun Xiangxiang knew that the person who combined the photos was finished...

Song Mian must have thought of thousands of ways to make his life worse than death.

Recalling the scene where Song Mian asked Song E to treat Zong Sheng, she couldn't help lighting a candle for this person.

It is said that after Zong Sheng came back, he left behind a serious psychological shadow. He was nagging all day long, and he no longer dominated Zong Qirui's manager position, and he couldn't hear Yun Xiangxiang mentioned, otherwise he would tremble reflexively.

After Yun Xiangxiang found out, she was speechless for a while, obviously she hadn't done anything, and Zong Sheng, who didn't know Song Mian existed, turned out to be the demon branded in her heart.

"By the way, Hei Ye asked me to persuade you to be kind." Yun Xiangxiang still conveyed his request.

After all, they helped. With such a large amount of information, it is estimated that it will be so fast all day and night.

"No wonder he took it upon himself to send the things to you." Song Mian nodded knowingly.

Something Song Mian didn't tell Hei Ye to send it to Yun Xiangxiang, this guy is quite clever.

"He probably didn't do it on purpose." Yun Xiangxiang had to intercede for others.

"You don't have to worry, just tell him that he knows how to follow the wife's route, and I will take care of him." Song Mian's raised lips revealed his joy.

Doubt slowly appeared on Yun Xiangxiang's face.

"This proves that he knows that I have deep affection for you." Song Mian said.

Yun Xiangxiang: ...

This is worth being so happy, don't you care about others' obedience?

He was speechless on the face, but he was a little happy in his heart. What's going on?

"Don't be nasty..."

"Mom, Dad!"

Yun Xiangxiang was about to change the subject, but his son came running in time. He saw Song Mian in the video, hugging Yun Xiangxiang's leg, and climbed up. Yun Xiangxiang didn't reach out. Using both hands and feet, he crawled into Yun Xiangxiang's arms.

Slowly moving her body, sitting on her lap with her back facing Yun Xiangxiang, and shouting at the iPad with a sweet smile, "Dad, think about it!"

"Think about it, behind you." Song Mian teased him maliciously.

Liuliu turned to look at Yun Xiangxiang, and didn't understand, because they never called Yun Xiangxiang's name in front of Liuliu, nor did they specially teach Liuliu, parents, grandparents and other people's names.

"It's mother." Liuliu corrected Song Mian.

"Think about it." Song Mian continued to tease his son.

Liuliu turned around to make sure again, a little annoyed: "It's mom!"

"Well, it's your mother, it's your father's." Song Mian nodded with a smile.

Liuliu digested this sentence, and he came up with a conclusion: "Dad, miss Mom!"

"Pfft." Yun Xiangxiang was amused.

Liuliu said think about it, meaning that he missed his father, and Song Mian said think about it was Yun Xiangxiang's name.

At this moment, Liuliu came to the conclusion that father was thinking about mother.

Then the small mouth shrunk: "Dad, I miss Liuliu."

The wet eyes are full of accusations, and I know I miss my mother and I don't want Liuliu, my father is good or bad.

Sister Xiang wearing a wife filter: My husband, the kindest person in the world, does not accept rebuttals.

ps: Four chapters will be updated tomorrow