The Supreme Soldier King of the Lady CEO

Chapter 73: Chapter 73: Prank

The dream last night was something Su Qingqing couldn’t even bring herself to recall, let alone let Ye Huan comment on it.

After giving Ye Huan a furious glare, she left the room first.

"Qingqing, why are you coming out in pajamas? No sense of image!" Song Yanhong criticized.

"I’ll change later, we’re at home anyway." Su Qingqing waved it off, "Mom, is breakfast ready?"

"It’s been ready for a while. Your dad’s already eaten and gone to the fields to work, just waiting for you two lovebirds."

Song Yanhong moved the bamboo cover aside, and the fragrance immediately wafted out.

She had a meaningful expression: "Must be exhausted, hurry and eat to replenish your strength."

"Yeah, totally worn out." Su Qingqing nodded, truly exhausted after giving Ye Huan a beating.

She grabbed a bun and stuffed it in her mouth, completely oblivious to the "ambiguity" in Song Yanhong’s words.

Suddenly, her gaze fixated on the soup pot on the table.

But just as she reached out, Song Yanhong stopped her, "This isn’t made for you."

"Not for me? Then this soup was specially made for that jerk?" Su Qingqing raised an eyebrow, beginning to wonder if she was even her mother’s biological daughter.

The two clearly weren’t communicating on the same wavelength.

Song Yanhong sighed.

Ye really doesn’t know how to cherish a woman, making her precious daughter so tired she’s complaining he’s a jerk, it’s truly a sin!

But that’s fine, at least their married life certainly won’t be disharmonious.

With that thought, her tone softened a lot, "I made this soup for Ye, you can’t have it."

"Why not?" Su Qingqing folded her arms, her pretty face showing nothing but defiance.

Song Yanhong rolled her eyes, "It’s for your own good."

"If it’s for my own good, then why can’t I drink it?"

"Why do you care so much, it’s for your own good!"

"You..." Su Qingqing was fuming, and suddenly pointed outside, "The big yellow dog at the village entrance!"

Yellow’s here so

and looked outside, but saw no sign of the dog, she asked puzzledly,

"Clang."

the pot lid in her hand fell onto

sound turned Song Yanhong’s face ashen,

to lie to her

"This... this..."

the soup

effects of the herbs in that soup pot. The

For her own good?

such

then did Su Qingqing realize what Song Yanhong meant by "tired,"

They misunderstood!

effect of the medicine is almost gone, go call your man

"Mom, you misunderstood..."

to be angry, "Dare to fool your mom now, your wings

Ye Huan came out

Song Yanhong beamed, "Ye, you’re up, must be exhausted, breakfast is ready, come and

was ashen, almost spitting an old

was little, her mom said she was found in a garbage heap, she used to doubt

up early to cook for us,

turned her gaze back to Ye Huan, face instantly changing with a smile,

opened the soup

someone knowledgeable in traditional Chinese medicine, he immediately recognized the purpose of the herbal soup. Based on the soup, he guessed that Song Yanhong had surely misunderstood after witnessing something in

Huan’s lips curled into a mischievous

could this soup

is an old village remedy, guaranteed to restore your energy

"Thank you, Auntie. Without this soup, who knows when I

Too wild?

remark stunned both Su Qingqing and

nonsense are you spouting!" Su Qingqing slapped the table and

looked like she was

seemed nothing but a case of

Yanhong scolded, pushing Su

was a slip of the tongue, my

apologetic face but glanced at

Qingqing’s lungs explode with

wanted to skin

a harsh tone because she felt a

and reserved woman. How did her daughter turn