MTL - The Villain’s Mother-Chapter 22 022

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The matter of custody of Wang Chai is very calm.

After the divorce, it is naturally impossible for the husband and wife to get together and raise a child under one roof. Since this time, Song Ting deep cares about Wang Zi, she also looks at her eyes. After all, she is her own son. He is pouring on Wang Zhai. The heart is more than anyone else. Therefore, if Song Tingshen really wants to compete with her to raise power, no matter from which aspect, she will not win, and it will be useless to go to court.

She believes that Wang Tsai will be very good with Song Ting Shen and will be well cared for, so she does not intend to fight with him for the custody.

After all, from all angles, Song Tingshen is a successful person with young and promising skills and online skills. He is also patient with his children. For future development, Wang Tsai is also a good thing to follow him.

However, if Song Ting-shen does not intend to take Wang Chai's custody, she will also accept it. After all, this chubby girl is really sincere and she will do her best to raise him, take care of him and educate him.

The longer I stayed here, the more I understand that Xia Xia knows that the possibility of going back is very small. Although she is not accustomed to the practice of the original owner, since she becomes the original owner, she always has to assume her responsibility and obligations. .

Whether it is her parents or her children, she should take care of them.

Xia Xia thought, Song Tingshen really do not want Wang Chai's custody right? Will he be assured that the child will be handed over to someone who has never heard of the child in the past few years?

This is contrary to his people.

She shook her head and decided not to think about the problem that could not be answered in a minute and a half. Tomorrow is Monday. What to talk about, what to talk about, everything is self-disciplined.

On the other hand, Song Ting deeply fought for the failure of the plan, which was particularly silent.

Wang Zi was originally sleeping with Xia Xia, but on the way back to the bedroom, he spontaneously entered the room of Song Ting Shen with a small short leg.

"Why, do you want to sleep with Dad today?" Song Tingshen hugged him up and put it on his lap and asked with a smile.

Wang Zi shook his head. He just washed his head and took a shower. At this time, his hair was soft and sticky, and it seemed to be innocent and cute. "Dad, are you not happy?"

"No." Song Ting deep picked up a dry towel to help him wipe his hair, "Wang Tsai, what does your mother like?"

Wang Zi also seriously thought about this problem, and finally pointed to himself, revealing a small white tooth, "She likes me."

"I mean something."

"Well, I am not something."

Song Tingshen was teased by this childish slang.

"Mom likes beautiful clothes and shoes."

"...well, then?"

"Like ice cream!"

"Yep?"

"Like a cake!"

"... Well? I am asking what your mother likes, not asking what Wang Tsai likes."

Wang Tsai made a difficult mistake. "Then I don't know."

The father and the son sighed at the same time, or Song Ting deep thought of the urineiness of this kid, and added a sentence, "Dad, this is testing you, you should not tell this to your mother, if you know that you do not know that she likes it. What, she will be upset."

Wang Tsai was naturally fooled in minutes. He also nodded and said with no confidence: "The father is not allowed to tell his mother. I will observe my mother well and I will know what my mother likes."

As a well-intelligent son, even my mother likes nothing to know... Wang Tsai is stunned.

When Wang Zi’s fart was turned back to the master bedroom, the first time in the summer, I found this fat and a little guilty. The small short legs climbed and climbed and finally climbed onto the bed. He rolled to her side, 蹭She licked her arm. "Mom is very fragrant."

"That is." Xia Xi thought, not looking at the price of the shower gel that the original owner bought.

The rich people are really exquisite in every detail.

Wang Tsai is particularly sticky today, and she has a little bit of knotty. She feels it in the summer, but this kid has always been like this. She is too lazy to ask, cover him with a small blanket, pick up the children’s book placed on the bedside table, and start giving him Tell the bedtime story.

There are English versions, but also Chinese versions. Now, for Xia Xia, it is still somewhat difficult to speak the English version. It is not that her English level is not enough. There are many problems in her body, that is, there is no problem in writing, let her Opening... then there is a problem.

Xia Xia is still learning from foreign teachers. She always feels that she is still not fluent in her own situation. She still honestly tells Wang Zi about the Chinese version, so as not to affect him in oral English.

Wang Zi listened very seriously. The expression of Xiao Xia’s story was also very gentle. The mother and son were close together and the picture was very warm.

Song Ting Shen stood at the door, his ears pressed against the door, and he could hear the sound coming from inside.

Everything for the sake of children, in order to give children a best living environment, as a father, you should do everything you can, isn't it?

***

Early the next morning, Song Ting made a phone call to Chen Assistant, telling him that this morning's meeting was all delayed until the afternoon or tomorrow morning.

Song Tingshen is a person who is extremely responsible for his work. If he is not self-disciplined to a certain extent, if he is not very strict with himself, it is difficult to mix with the background of Song Tingshen’s inferiority of more than a decade ago.

After Chen’s assistant hangs up the phone, there are still some people who are not coming back. Although he followed Song Ting deep for more than two years, he can also understand the general temper of Song. Is it something that happened at home?

He came out of the office to go to the tea room to make coffee, just happened to meet Li Jing.

Li Jing rushed at him and gave him a transparent jar from his lunch bag. "I didn't do anything at home yesterday, I baked some cookies, Chen Ge, I have to give you some face."

Assistant Chen took over. "Thank you, you are really clever, like my girlfriend, saying that I want to bake that biscuit, the result is black."

Li Jing and Chen Assistant had a chat with each other. After the preparation was enough, they pretended to be casually saying: "Song is not always sick. It is almost nine o'clock. I still have a report that needs him to sign... ..."

Assistant Chen knows that Li Jing is a certain degree of "relationship household" and said: "Song is not coming this morning. Your report will be given directly to me."

"Well, good." Li Jing paused. "Yes, Chen Ge, I am a very good friend to go to Japan. You have to see if you want to bring something to your girlfriend. The price is good there."

Assistant Chen looked happy. "Well, this is her birthday right now. I am also giving you a gift, hey, will this be too troublesome for your friend?"

Li Jing laughed. "This is troublesome and troublesome. It is enough to solve the problem at present."

Assistant Chen feels that Li Jing’s girl is quite good, and she will come to the event. This is a lot of relaxation between the words, not as restrained as before.

Outside the kindergarten, many parents have watched their children being led by the teacher. This is a lot of reassurance. Song Ting and Li Xia are still standing outside the door. This bilingual kindergarten is also very well managed, and the children have one. Zhang Ka, when you go in, you have to brush it, you have to brush it out, and the usual doors are closed. Even if the parents pick up the children, the teacher personally handed the children to the parents.

"Let's find a place to sit down." Xia took the initiative to speak. She pointed to the coffee shop not far from the front. "How about going there, today is Monday, and in the morning, there are very few people in the cafe, and they are also clean. It is suitable for talking about things."

She has already prepared for the division of property to talk about child custody.

Song Tingshen naturally had no opinion on her arrangement, drove to the cafe downstairs, there are parking spaces at this time, parking is also convenient.

The two went to the coffee shop one after the other, and it didn't matter. There was no guest at all, and there were not many waiters.

After sitting down, the two each ordered a cup of coffee.

阮 气 气 等 等 等 等 等 等 等 等 等 等 等 等 等 等 等 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 他 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动 主动Dissatisfied, this can also be understood by her. After all, the original design was first, but Xia Xia understands better. Whether it is a man or a woman, in the case of a child, it is very likely to find a divorce. Like people, I want to give that person a promise.

She is a very interesting person, and Song Ting is very generous. She has no reason to occupy the position of Mrs. Song.

If you talk well, you might be able to mix a Chinese ex-wife.

Song Ting looked at Xia Xia and always negotiated with anyone. He was absolutely confident and calm, and he had a rare jam.

He didn't know what to say, and he didn't know how to open the mouth.

Fortunately, Xia Xia was also very patient. After sitting in silence for nearly ten minutes, Song Tingshen, who has always cherished his time, finally opened his mouth. "What do you want in Xia Xia?"

I was paralyzed for a while, "..."

Song Tingshen knows that his wife is a very real person. "Whether it is a car or a house, or something else, as long as I can do it, you can open it, as long as you can promise to be in front of Wang Tsai, we can be feelings. Very good loving couple, as long as you can promise to keep being a good mother, I can promise anything."

Summer is really hard.

Every word in the words she can understand, how can she be combined, she is in the fog?

Also, are they not talking about divorce today, about property division and custody?