What Su Weiwei didn't expect was that the discussion about whether Chongcheng was really a gifted child has not subsided, and ghostwriting comments have emerged one after another. Some reporters even went to interview Chongcheng's school. After learning that Chongcheng was in a gifted class, they became even more outrageous. Rendering, Su Weiwei realized for the first time the horror of the media.
"Chengcheng, will you be affected?" Su Weiwei was a little worried.
Qingcheng looked at her strangely, "Weiwei, are you anxious because of this matter these days?"
"Huh? Am I anxious?"
The son nodded and gave her an affirmative look. Su Weiwei scratched her head. If she was really anxious, it was because of her aunt's influence and had little to do with this matter.
But Qingcheng obviously didn't think so. He touched Su Weiwei's head, tilted his head and said with a smile: "Uncle said, those who are jealous are geniuses, and those who are jealous of others are mediocre. I am a genius, so I am not afraid of being criticized."
Su Weiwei choked, "Ye Chendong said that? What else did he say?"
Qingcheng pondered: "My uncle also said that if I am unhappy, he will buy these newspapers and magazines."
“…”
Early this morning, Su Weiwei was about to rush to the facial mask counter when he suddenly heard a song on the street. The singer's voice was pure and lazy, with a slightly decadent emphasis, and accompanied by the pleasant guitar sound, it reminded people of the dim light and shadow. Under the light of the bar, you poured yourself a glass of wine, lit a cigarette, and had everything. You just waited for the man opposite to speak slowly. He has a story and you have a drink. This kind of song is a must-listen.
The voice was so familiar that Su Weiwei immediately ran to the record store and asked, "Excuse me, what song is this?"
The boss glanced at her and said, "I'm looking for it. It seems to be a newly released CD. It just arrived today. It's an unknown singer, but the tune is good, right?"
"No!" Su Weiwei said excitedly, "This singer is going to be a hit as soon as I hear it! Although his voice is not old, it has a bit of a bourgeois tone, story-telling but pure and clean. It sounds so good!"
Forgive her for her lack of words, she can only describe it as nice. The boss seemed to understand her mood and nodded, "Although he is a new singer, my voice is really good. Several people have come to ask today. Well, I found it. This is his album "Beijing Story". Do you want it?" Don’t you want to buy one? There are several great songs in it!”
Su Weiwei took out the money and said excitedly: "How many do you have? I bought them all!"
The boss was stunned and stood up in shock, "Are you sure? I have hundreds of them in stock!"
Su Weiwei waved his hands proudly: "I want them all!"
When Su Weiwei left, the boss still couldn't come to his senses. This singer named Liang Mingzhong had just debuted, so how could he still have such die-hard fans? Buy one? This kind of treatment is comparable to that of Hong Kong and Taiwan superstars! I'm afraid she's the daughter of a rich family, right? I don’t know the suffering in the world, but I bought a hundred records, which was really full!
Su Weiwei threw the record at home. Liang Mingsu came over and asked doubtfully: "Sister-in-law, why did you buy so many records?"
"Take one piece for each person!"
Little brother Liang is about to take the high school entrance examination. He has rarely been at home recently. Today, when he came back, he was confused and said, "Whose CD is this? Sister-in-law, why did you buy so many?"
Liang Xiaodi picked up the CD and looked at it, and suddenly said in surprise: "Liang Mingzhong? This is my brother's!"
"What?" Everyone gathered around.
The man in the photo on the CD was wearing a white shirt, with two buttons open, and his earrings were shining. Although he only had a profile, his profile was clear, and half of his face was blocked by his hair, giving him an indescribable melancholy. temperament.
Is this Liang Mingzhong? If it weren't for the name written on it, they almost thought it was some rich man! Clean, handsome and noble, where is the shadow of the poor boy from before
Liang Mingsu couldn't help but curl her lips, "Liang Mingzhong has become a lot more handsome! He finally made his debut!"
"Sister-in-law, when was this album released?"
"It just went on sale today, come and listen to it!"
Liang Xiaodi put the disc into the tape recorder, and soon, the tune of "Beijing Story" echoed in the hall. The sunlight shone in through the glass window, with a quiet quality. Su Weiwei discovered for the first time that Liang Mingzhong's voice had a special quality. The power to confuse people's hearts makes it easy for people to empathize with it, but it is also very clean and suitable for quiet listening. It is just like a sudden breeze on a hot summer afternoon, so cool and transparent.
This tune is very catchy. After listening to it, Su Weiwei wanted to sing it on repeat.
Liang Xiaodi exclaimed: "My brother's song is very good!"
"If I had known Mingzhong would release a song, I would have invited him to my show, but currently no one knows that we are brother and sister."
"Your names are so similar, you will find out sooner or later."
"Yes," Liang Mingsu was very excited. In the past, when Liang Mingzhong was pursuing his dream, she once said that he was unrealistic. Who knows, fate played a trick on people. Liang Mingzhong successfully debuted as a singer, and she also made the most popular variety show, becoming As one of the top hosts in the country, her eyes fell on Su Weiwei. Su Weiwei was smiling, obviously sincerely excited for Liang Mingzhong.
My sister-in-law is always like this. No matter who in this family achieves something, she will be truly happy for him or her. I just hope that they will not let down my sister-in-law's expectations. One day, they will stand on a higher ground and tell her that she is not wrong about the person. .
Liang Mingzhong's new album is coming in a big way, and the producer is a well-known big shot in the industry. He writes catchy songs. There are several good songs in one album. Such an album is destined to be unusual. This is the golden age of singers. In the 1990s, singers in the entertainment industry could always find a place through singing. However, in later generations, many people did not even have the tools to play records at home, and albums could not be sold. Singers were in a difficult situation and could only rely on the release of digital albums to realize their dreams. .
Liang Mingzhong has caught up with a good era. His songs have occupied major charts within a few days of their release. Su Weiwei can hear his songs no matter where he is. Liang Mingzhong's era has finally come.
Liang Mingzhong's album sales were very good and soared into the sky. After he had some success, he immediately called back to announce the good news.
Liang Mingsu: "Okay, I thought I would have to wait for you for several years, but I didn't expect you to take off so quickly. But don't be arrogant and complacent when you become famous. Be a good person before you do anything, and you must leave a line for yourself when doing things in the world."
Liang Mingzhong laughed: "If I remember correctly, you are younger than me."
"I entered the industry before you, so I am your senior. Logically speaking, when you see me, you have to call me Teacher Liang."
Liang Mingzhong burst out laughing and asked again: "Has sister-in-law listened to my song? What did she think of it?"
Liang Mingzhong was very nervous. He held the phone and waited for Liang Mingsu's reply. Liang Mingsu laughed: "Of course I did. It was she who bought your album from the record store before we knew you had made a debut. You didn't even know that your sister-in-law bought it." There were more than a hundred of them, distributed everywhere, and they said, 'Our Mingzhong is a future superstar, you will not suffer if you like him, he will not let you down!' This was the first time I saw a mother chasing stars. Woolen cloth."
The corners of Liang Mingzhong's lips raised slightly, and the tone he had been holding gradually dropped. He had always wanted to prove to his sister-in-law, to let her know that she was not wrong about the person. Liang Mingsu didn't understand him, how could he be proud and complacent? He knows how difficult his journey has been. If it weren't for his sister-in-law's support, if it weren't for her encouragement to sing under the overpass, and if it weren't for her bowl of braised pork and dumplings, he might not have been able to survive! After he achieved today's results, the first person he wanted to tell was his sister-in-law.
"That's good."
"Do you want me to give the phone to my sister-in-law?"
"No, I'll call back in a few days."
In the evening, Tingcheng read until 8:30, and still wanted to continue reading. Su Weiwei took out the book in his hand that he couldn't understand, and muttered: "It's too late, I need to give my eyes a rest."
She was gentle and gentle, as if she was coaxing Qingcheng like a child. Qingcheng's face immediately turned red, "Weiwei, I know all this."
"You know you don't go to take a shower? Let mom smell the stench on your body?" Su Weiwei lay on Qingcheng's body to smell it, and then exclaimed exaggeratedly, "Wow! It really stinks! If you don't take a shower, there will be ants crawling on you." Come over here!”
Qingcheng pretended to be indifferent, but she still turned red to the tips of her ears. She said that Weiwei was too childish and always treated him like a child. It was obvious that he had grown up and was even smarter than the older children, but in her opinion , he just doesn’t grow up.
"Childish, ants won't crawl on me at all, okay?"
Su Weiwei was so angry that she pinched his cheek, "You kid is so unlovable! You exposed your mother's lies, I want to punish you!" As he spoke, he picked up Qingcheng and pretended to take off his clothes. He taught himself to do his own thing. He usually washed his underwear and socks, washed his face, bathed and washed his hair by himself. In addition, Su Weiwei had told him to be gender-conscious, so he had not bathed with a girl for a long time.
Tingcheng's face turned red, "Weiwei, turn your head! Don't watch me take off my clothes!"
Su Weiwei deliberately teased him, "How about asking mom to wash it for you? In mom's heart, her son is still a baby. Baby Cengcheng, can mom give you a bath?"
"No, no, no!"
Su Weiwei was kicked out by Qingcheng in the end. After leaving the house, Su Weiwei couldn't help but smile and shake her head. Qingcheng was always bitter and resentful, and the books she read were related to physics and astronomy. She was not as lively as ordinary children, so she paid special attention to guiding her children to be more active, preferably with humor. cells, and do outdoor exercise regularly.
After Tingcheng came out of the bath, mother and son read a book on the bed for a while, and both of them yawned.
When He Donglin came back, he saw mother and son sleeping soundly with their heads leaning against each other from a distance. Su Weiwei was curled up on Qingcheng's small bed, leaning slenderly on the edge of the bed, revealing her sexy and smooth ankles. He Donglin's throat rolled and his eyes were hairy. Dark, he bent down and picked her up. Su Weiwei felt her body hanging in the air in her sleep, and subconsciously hugged his neck. In a daze, she felt someone bit her on her lips, and she immediately became silent.
Su Weiwei's words were purely uncontrollable, but in He Donglin's view, that was not the case. He went home after a hard day and originally wanted to have a good rest, but when he came back, he saw that Su Weiwei was wearing a cool nightgown with his limbs exposed. When he picked her up, it was even more wonderful. How could he control it
Mr. He, who thought he was a gentleman, had no choice but to pull off his tie and smile.
Early the next morning, Su Weiwei was still confused. She blinked and vaguely remembered what happened last night. Sometimes it is not a good thing for a couple to be too happy together. For example, she had to be satisfied when she was so sleepy. It was said that Mr. He was already very rich. The need for restraint is really powerless, but to be honest, Mr. He's charm is undoubted, so much so that she can never say no. Who doesn't like to be served by Mr. He
"morning."
Su Weiwei froze and turned around in disbelief. He Donglin had been very busy at work during this period, leaving early and coming back late. She hadn't seen him at the breakfast table for a long time. "Why didn't you leave today?"
"I slept too little last night."
A thick-skinned person like Su Weiwei was told that her cheeks were hot. Did she sleep too little? She knows the reason better than anyone else. "I told you to go to bed early, but you insist on doing it!"
He Donglin looked at her deeply, as if he was condemning her involuntary words, "You said you didn't want it, but your expression didn't tell me that. As your husband, how can I not satisfy you?"
Black belly! It was obviously his own desire, but in the end it was her fault. Su Weiwei gritted his teeth and got up. Don't you still believe that she can't avoid him? Unexpectedly, he pulled her back into bed as soon as she stood up, and He Donglin hugged her from behind.
"It's rare to have an early night with you and then lie down for a while."
His hair was messy, his voice was gentle, and there was a trace of rare laziness. In addition, a few buttons of his shirt were torn off after a night of effort. Now Su Wei only looked down and saw his clearly sexy collarbone. Such congratulations It was so much her cup of tea that she simply couldn't refuse.
Su Weiwei lay down obediently, and the two hugged each other for a while, until Qingcheng knocked on the door and shouted with resentment, "Why don't you get up?"
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Although Qingcheng wanted to come in, he knew that he shouldn't break into his parents' room privately, because Aunt Mingsu said that he must knock on the door, otherwise he would catch Mommy making a little sister.
Su Weiwei was startled, "Here we come!"
"May I come inside?"
"Of course!" Su Weiwei looked at her chest. Fortunately, she was neatly dressed and not too cramped.
After Qingcheng came in, she looked at them disapprovingly, "Look what time it is? The breakfast is cold and you are still sleeping?"
Su Weiwei pointed at He Donglin without hesitation, "It's all your father's fault!"
After she finished speaking, she saw Qingcheng's eyes widen curiously, as if asking why she blamed her father
Su Weiwei coughed, and after thinking about the reason for a long time, he finally said: "It's all his fault for passing the cold to me, so my mother had a headache in the morning. People don't want to get up when they have a cold. Qingcheng should know this, right?"
Qingcheng frowned and looked at He Donglin doubtfully. He Donglin put his arms half on the bed and smoothed his messy hair with a smile in his eyes, "Yes, blame me! Your mother was infected."
Tingcheng thought hard and finally connected the cause and effect. He said seriously: "Weiwei, you should kiss your father less in the future. If you don't, you won't be infected."
"..." Someone's gloating laughter could be heard in her ears. The son in front of her was still embarrassing her. Su Weiwei was so angry that she gritted her teeth. The life of a rich family was indeed not easy.
Su Yuanyuan returned to her hometown with a pregnant belly. In the past few days, she had taken leave to go home to raise her baby. It was Su Youcai who was taking care of her. But these days, she was sensitive to the fact that something was wrong with Su Youcai. He always left early and came back late. He knew she was about to give birth, but Su Youcai often disappeared.
She took the basket to the street to buy groceries. As soon as she reached the street, she heard a scream:
"Isn't this Su Yuanyuan??"
When Su Yuanyuan turned around, she saw Liu Yumei wearing an earthy red shirt with diamonds standing behind her.
Su Yuanyuan tightened the basket in her hand and said with a cold expression, "What's wrong with you?"
Liu Yumei's eyes rolled as she looked up and down at Su Yuanyuan's clothes, obviously in disbelief. Generally, rural people will take supplements when they are pregnant, but because rural people often do farm work, they do not gain too much weight, so it is easier to give birth naturally. But Su Yuanyuan is as fat as a short winter melon, with a big bald belly, a big butt and big breasts , with the same figure from top to bottom, it looks like she weighs at least two hundred pounds. She is not beautiful in the first place, and being so fat makes people lose sight of her waist. What's more important is that Su Yuanyuan is wearing a blouse made of inferior material. She is as rustic as a country wife. How can she have the style that a wealthy lady should have
Strange! Didn’t he say that Su Yuanyuan went to the provincial capital to live a good life? Why are you back
Liu Yumei said bitterly: "I thought you Su family were so amazing. Why, isn't your sister very capable of settling in the provincial capital? Why don't you learn from others? Why are you going back to our rural place?"
Su Yuanyuan hadn't heard anyone mention Su Weiwei for a long time. Su Yuanyuan was stunned for a long time. She always felt that those things happened in her previous life. In the past few months, she had been working as a teacher in school and had become a regular worker. Although the salary was not high, it was not enough for her to work in the Ye family. Buying a dress was enough to support her and the child. She wanted to have an abortion at first, but she always felt that even if Zhang Zhi didn't want her, he wouldn't want the child, so she made a desperate move and wanted to keep the child.
As for Su Weiwei...she should have returned to Ye's house, right? She has so many brothers who love her, and the Ye family loves her like a ball in their eyes. She must be very beautiful, right? With the power of the Ye family, Su Weiwei can get whatever she wants. She should be living a comfortable life, right
"You don't know yet, right?" Su Yuanyuan said in a weird voice, "Su Weiwei is the eldest lady of the Ye family. She is now rich and powerful, and has more money than she can spend. If I remember correctly, you are Su Weiwei's mother-in-law, right? What's the end? You are Su Weiwei's elder, what's wrong? Didn't she take you to the city to live a good life? "
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