novelraw Chapter 611: I really want to take his wife away
Chapter 611: I really want to take his wife away
Song Mianmian regretted why she was not a man.
If she were a man, she would definitely come to **** the bride away from him and take Shen Qingtian away from him to be his wife.
But fortunately, Zhan Yehan is also very handsome. Even in places like the entertainment industry, where looks are a stepping stone, he is still one-in-a-million handsome.
Thinking this way, she finally felt a little more balanced.
Shen Qingtian has known her for such a long time, and has long been accustomed to her ability to control appearance.
But seeing her drooling over her at this moment, I still felt a little bit dumbfounded.
"Little nymphomaniac." She shook her head helplessly.
Song Mianmian was not angry at being called a nymphomaniac.
She raised her glass and said, "Sunny day, I wish you and Weiwei happiness."
"Thank you." Shen Qingtian accepted her blessing.
Seeing that her eldest brother and the groom were still talking, and there was still time, she said a little unabashedly, "Hey, originally I wanted to introduce you to my brother and ask you to be my sister-in-law."
After she finished speaking, she stuck out her tongue.
"When I came here, my parents told me repeatedly not to talk nonsense. I guess I will have to be punished again soon." As she said that, she seemed to have thought of something and said to Shen Qingtian, "Qingtian, today I My parents are here too, I’ll introduce them to you.”
"Okay." Shen Qingtian agreed.
In fact, she had long wanted to meet Father Song and Mother Song.
It’s just that I have been delayed due to various things before, but today I can finally see them.
"Mom and Dad, she is the Shen Qingtian I often tell you about. Isn't she super pretty?" Song Mianmian looked at her parents with pride.
Judging from the show off on her face, it was as if she was the one who got such a beautiful wife.
"Hello, uncle and aunt, I've heard Bo Yan and Mian Mian mention you a long time ago, but unfortunately I never had the time or opportunity to visit." Shen Qingtian said politely.
After Song's father and Song's mother adopted Song Boyan and later had their own children, her attitude towards Song Boyan has not changed. They treated both children equally, and she had a very good impression of Song's father and Song's mother.
"Mrs. Zhan, you are too polite. You, Boyan, and Mianmian are good friends. You are always welcome to be a guest in our house." Father Song looked cheerful and had no airs at all.
After he finished speaking, he touched his wife, hoping that she would also say a few words.
Having been husband and wife for most of their lives, they already have a perfect tacit understanding. They can understand each other's meaning with just one movement or look.
But now, he has been hinting for a long time.
Why didn't my wife react at all?
Thinking this, Father Song looked at Mother Song curiously.
She stared at Shen Qingtian with wide eyes, even more exaggerated than her nymphomaniac daughter.
Could it be that Mianmian's nymphomaniac is inherited from his wife?
"Wife, wife..." Song's father felt helpless, reached out and patted her arm, reminding her again.
This time, Song's mother reacted.
She looked away as if she had just woken up from a dream, and said with embarrassment, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Father Song had no choice but to tell the story again.
Mother Song smiled awkwardly, "Mrs. Zhan, I'm sorry, I didn't sleep well last night. I was a little lost in thought just now."
Of course Shen Qingtian was angry because of this little thing.
"It's okay." She smiled slightly and said, "When you and uncle are free another day, I will definitely visit the Song family."
"Okay, okay, our Song family welcomes you at any time." Mother Song said immediately. By this time, the confrontation between Zhan Yehan and Song Boyan had ended.
Zhan Yehan said hello to the people at the table one by one, and then went to the next table with Shen Qingtian's fingers clasped tightly.
Song Mianmian looked at the backs of Shen Qingtian and Zhan Yehan and took a sip of juice.
"Brother, I think it's God's destiny that you didn't pursue Qingtian. I find that Qingtian and Young Master Han seem to be a better match when they stand together." She said to Song Boyan.
Song Boyan didn't want to talk to her and gave her a look to let her figure it out.
Father Song reached out and patted her on the head, "Don't talk nonsense here. Be careful and your mother will beat you later. I won't stop you."
Song Mianmian was still afraid of her mother.
Her family is a standard loving father and strict mother. She has been taught many lessons by Mother Song since she was a child. At home, she is most afraid of Mother Song.
Afraid that she would really be scolded later, she hugged Mrs. Song's arm and started acting coquettishly, "My mother is so beautiful and generous, dignified and elegant, and kind-hearted. She must be reluctant to punish your lovely daughter, right?"
Mother Song didn't react at all.
Song Mianmian turned around and glanced, and found that her mother was in a daze again.
She couldn't help but look at Song's father with doubts, and asked him with her eyes, what's going on? Why is her mother so frequently wandering into space today?
Did something happen?
Father Song also looked confused.
Mother Song was fine when she went out this morning, but when she was watching the ceremony at the church, something was wrong with her expression.
He also made some inquiries at that time.
Mother Song said it was okay, and he checked the temperature of Mother Song's forehead again to make sure she was not uncomfortable or had a fever, so he stopped taking the matter to heart.
But my wife's condition seems to be getting worse now.
"Honey, are you feeling a little uncomfortable? How about we leave first and I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup." Father Song couldn't help but worry.
Mother Song came back to her senses and shook her head.
"I'm really fine. I just saw the bride and thought she looked like someone, so I thought of some old things." She said frankly.
Hearing this, Father Song was stunned for a moment.
"Oh, are you talking about Pan Li?" Soon, he showed a look of enlightenment, and his tone was a bit thoughtful, "That's indeed a bit like it."
"Aunt Pan?" Song Mianmian's face was full of shock, "How are Qingtian and Aunt Pan similar? If you mean uncle, I can understand it."
Shen Qingtian is obviously so good-looking, like a fairy, but as for Aunt Pan, just...
Mother Song glared at her.
Song Mianmian didn't dare to say anything.
She knew that her mother and Aunt Pan were best friends, but over the years, Aunt Pan's health had gotten worse and worse, and her condition had waxed and waned. In recent years, they rarely interacted with each other.
However, the relationship between the two people has not changed at all because of the lack of contact.
She is a face-controller and judges people based on their looks.
Normally if she had to say something bad about Aunt Pan, she would definitely get scolded.
But she never has a long memory.
Song Mianmian was mentally prepared to be trained again.
"What do you know? When you were young, Aunt Pan was definitely a beautiful woman who captivated the country. If it weren't for..." When Mother Song said this, she couldn't go on.