MTL - Pampered Darling: 99 Yuan Sweet Wife-Chapter 13 Does your wife get bullied?

   Aunt Xiaoli's sobbing could not escape Su Qingqing's ears. She lay on the head of the bed and smirked, comforting her weakly, "Aunt, I don't hurt, don't be sad, it will be fine in a few days."

   It's never those **** wounds that hurt the most.

   Rather, Su Qingqing's heart.

   "Miss, you said why you are so stubborn, no matter what you can't face the master, look at how hurt it is."

  Aunt Xiaoli gently uncovered the clothes behind her. In less than a minute, the clothes were already stuck to the wound, and she didn't dare to exert any force.

   Su Qingqing had a big heart and kept comforting her, "Auntie, it's alright, hurry up, you will get better soon after taking the medicine."

   "Then hold back, I... must be gentle. If it hurts, you must tell me, and I will try to be careful."

  Aunt Xiaoli is like a long-winded old mother, while giving her medicine, nagging at the same time, and then secretly wiping her tears, Su Qingqing can't laugh or cry.

   It seemed that the pain was so unbearable that Su Qingqing gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words between her teeth.

   "Drawers, painkillers..."

   She had stomach pains before. In order not to make herself feel too uncomfortable, Su Qingqing would buy some painkillers and put them in the drawer every once in a while.

   Knowing that she couldn't stand the pain, Aunt Xiaoli quickly found the medicine and gave her a cup of warm water for her to drink.

   Immediately afterwards, Su Qingqing lay on the bed in a daze and fell asleep. In the middle of the night, she even developed a high fever. Aunt Xiaoli, who was waiting on the side, was completely panicked and hurriedly called a doctor to get out.

   It wasn't until the next morning that Su Qingqing's condition improved.

   In this sleep, Su Qingqing slept for a long time, and when she woke up again, it was already the early morning of the third day.

   She was still lying on her stomach, and the wound on her back was painful, but it was much better than when the medicine was first applied.

   She moved her stiff hands and feet, and with difficulty she turned sideways and fell to the ground.

   The phone on the table vibrated, Su Qingqing touched it and saw that more than 100 messages on WeChat were from Shiyi.

   There is even an unfamiliar friend to add information.

   "Eh? Song Yu?"

   A man's face appeared in his mind, Su Qingqing's brain was stuck, and the phone almost fell from the bang.

  Lying in the trough!

   That who is not the second master's little follower? What did he add to her? Could it be that the second master has something to do with her?

   is about to die. She has been out of contact for two days. The second master doesn't think she has run away, so he ordered Song Yulai to spy on the military situation.

  Su Qingqing did not dare to hesitate, and immediately passed Song Yu's application for addition, and quickly edited a super long message and sent it to the past.

The moment    was sent out, she quickly withdrew, and then changed into a set of almost-like greetings.

   That's right, if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move. If the enemy moves, I will consider how to move.

   At this moment, while Song Yu was standing in the president's office earnestly reporting the financial expenditures of the previous quarter, the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated twice.

   He glanced at it and ran to the desk to present the treasure with a smile.

   "Master, I passed it, and my wife applied through my friend."

   Quan Moting glanced at him like a fool.

  Song Yu twitched the corners of his mouth and scratched his head, "Cough, Second Master, Madam seems to have sent a long series of messages. I withdrew before I could see her, and then asked me how you are feeling these two days."

  Master's mood and face are not the same every day, Song Yuzhen doesn't understand what to ask.

   "What else did she say?"

Song Yu shook his head, pursed his lips, and hesitated, "I heard the news that the Su family has been spreading rumors that Madam has been beaten several times, and her back is ripped open. I guess it is indeed possible. "

   Observing the calm and prosperous beauty of his grandfather, Song Yu boldly continued to say, "Master, after all, Mrs. is also yours, do you really care if you are bullied like this?"

   "You talk more."

Quan Moting got a little impatient, got up and walked to the huge window, he suddenly had the urge to smoke, he frowned and said, "As long as those who continue to cooperate with the Su Clan, all of them will join Quan Moting. 's blacklist, and then release the news."

   "Master, didn't the old man say to let Su Ruhai go?" Song Yu didn't understand his intention.

  Come on, is it because of Madam?

   Before Song Yu was happy for two seconds, Quan Moting's waterless Mo pupil secretly sank a little, and what he said was even more intriguing.

   "Go and say hello to Mr. Xiao from Wantong and say that I agree to cooperate with him, and then you can start planning, but you can't let Su Qingqing know."

   "Okay...Okay, I'll do it right away."

…Dividing line…

   Now the person in charge of Wantong Group is Xiao Jinyu, who is Su Qingqing's nominal uncle, and is currently the only insider of the Xiao family who knows the contents of Su Qingqing's grandfather's will.

  Before Song Yu went to find Xiao Jinyu, another person had already boarded the elevator dedicated to the president of Vantone Group.

  I simply cleaned up early this morning. Su Qingqing's complexion was not so bad, and she put on a fairly delicate makeup, which covered a lot of haggardness.

   After wiping off a bright red Armani red tube, Su Qingqing stepped on eight-centimeter high-heeled shoes, and wherever she went, her aura was 2.8 meters.

   "Fuck, what kind of wind is blowing our family Qingqing today."

   Her long legs stepped out of the elevator, and a gentleman wearing a gold frame strode over, the standard professional card smile rarely revealed pleasant sincerity.

   "Uncle Bai, is my uncle busy?"

  Bai Jin and Xiao Jinyu are young, and they are currently the vice president of Vantone Group. They are almost inseparable with Xiao Jinyu on weekdays. They are about 30 years old, young, handsome, and rich in gold. One of the standard high-quality diamond Wang Laowu.

   "Uncle what uncle, I've said it several times, it's called brother."

  Bai Jin quickly elongated his face, holding his arms with an unhappy face, turning his face faster than turning over a book.

  Su Qingqing laughed, "According to my seniority, I really should call you uncle. If I call you brother, then you are a little shorter than my uncle, aren't you afraid of losing money?"

   "Uh...it does make sense."

  Although Bai Jin was called old, he did not continue to struggle with this title.

He took her into the boss's office, and didn't forget to explain to her, "Your uncle has a meeting, it's probably going to be a while, you sit down and eat some fruit, there seems to be some snacks, and I'll ask the front desk to bring you some. "

  Su Qingqing was flattered, "Uncle Bai, that's enough, that's enough, I finally come here, I don't want to be scolded."

   Who doesn't know Xiao Jinyu's **** cleanliness, he has to throw her off the 48th floor when he eats here?

  Oh, Su Qingqing didn't realize her three goals in life, so she didn't want to die so young.