"And Mr. Li must have come back late because he has something to do."

Song Yan continued.

Mrs. Li nodded, "Then, okay."

She said, and she was about to turn down, but she accidentally tripped on the pillar of the balcony, screaming and about to fall down—

It's time to say it soon.

Song Yan grabbed Mrs. Li's wrist and hooked her other hand on the balcony.

"Mom! Song Yan!"

Li Beiting's voice came, and then Song Yan and Mrs. Li were pulled up by Li Beiting.

Song Yan felt that his internal organs were starting to hurt again. The medicine he had just applied was probably even worse because of this kind of tossing.

"mom."

Li Beiting held Mrs. Li in his arms. God knew that he was almost scared to death when he saw that scene. These two were the two most important women in his life. If something happened, he really didn't know what to do.

But Mrs. Li pushed Li Beiting away, "Who is your mother, don't talk nonsense."

Even looking at Li Beiting, he was full of defense.

Li Beiting was stunned.

Song Yan had no choice but to endure the pain and walked forward, "Auntie, he recognized the wrong person, don't be angry."

"snort."

Mrs. Li snorted arrogantly, and didn't look at Li Beiting at the beginning, just a little princess was there.

Qiao Muchen was stunned when he saw this scene. The development of this matter was too fast and he was completely caught off guard. In just one afternoon, why did my aunt become like this now?

Li Beiting wanted to step forward again, but was scolded by Mrs. Li.

Song Yan hurriedly rushed the two out of the door, and then he coaxed Mrs. Li to rest.

Li Beiting and Qiao Muchen looked at the closed door and looked at each other, their eyes full of helplessness. What is going on now is waiting for Song Yan to come out.

The two waited for more than ten minutes before Song Yan opened the door.

But as soon as the door was opened, he fell softly into Li Beiting's arms—

Li Beiting quickly reached out to catch it, "Song Yan."

His eyes were full of guilt and heartache. Song Yan was still hurt and had to take care of his mother.

Song Yan smiled, "It's okay, I'm just a little exhausted. Aunt is sleeping, don't worry."

Li Beiting picked up the man with a stern and said, "How do you feel now? I'll take you medicine again."

Qiao Muchen was anxious and couldn't help but speak, "Auntie, is this?"

But as soon as he spoke, Li Beiting glared at him, "Let's talk later." What's the case with Song Yan now?

"Auntie should be stimulated and her mind is temporarily confused."

What?!

The two looked at each other and were very surprised by the answer.

Song Yan had no choice but to explain, "My aunt felt that it was when she and her uncle just got married, and she didn't remember that there was a person like Li Beiting."

So what? You have to find an actor to act, right?

Li Beiting was silent.

Qiao Muchen paused, looked up at Li Beiting, "I agree to what you said just now."

After saying that, Qiao Muchen turned around and left.

Song Yan was confused and was carried to the room by Li Beiting, but he couldn't help asking, "What are you talking about?"

"Go back to Qiao's house."

Li Beiting's short answer.

Song Yan asked again, Li Beiting had already pushed open the door, put the person on the bed, and said, "Don't move."

As he said that, he picked up the medicine on one side and pulled away Song Yan's clothes.

The next morning.

As soon as Song Yan got up, he got a piece of news.

Qiao Muchen, the heir of Qiao Group, announced his return to Qiao Group.

The speed is really fast.

Song Yan thought to herself that what she decided last night was done today.

Li Beiting was already busy. Although these things followed one after another, it was also a good opportunity for him, such as... eliminating Gu Yan's power from the Li Group. At yesterday's meeting, although Gu Yan did not show up, his people were very good at making a comeback.

Song Yan walked out of the room with barefoot and saw Li Beiting typing quickly on the keyboard with his head down.

The warm sunshine shone on him, as if he had a golden light for him, like a god, making people afraid.

Why can she never get tired of watching this man?

In order to prevent embarrassing things from happening again if you continue watching, Song Yan quickly shook her head and stayed awake.

Li Beiting was staring at her just now, and it was hard not to notice it. He raised his eyes and looked over—

Song Yan smiled with a smile on her eyes. She was wrapped in a loose pajama, but not only did such pajamas not cover up her figure, but were more likely to make people think about it.

Peeking at the bag caught, Song Yan hurried forward and smiled flatteringly: "It's so early, Mr. Li."

Li Beiting raised his eyebrows and pulled her into his arms, "Good morning."

Then Li Beiting grabbed the back of Song Yan's head and kissed her lips.

Song Yanqing couldn't help but close her eyes and responded actively.

Until he felt Li Beiting's gradually hot body temperature, Song Yan hurriedly came to his senses, pushed him away, and jumped out of his arms.

"Stop making trouble."

She doesn't want to exercise vigorously early in the morning.

"Mr. Li, you work hard, I'll go and see if the breakfast is ready."

"Um?"

Li Beiting grabbed her, "If you flirt, you want to run away?"

Song Yan smiled cunningly, "I'm still injured."

Li Beiting: "..."

So I'm confident?

He glanced at Song Yan with deep eyes, "It seems that you are still too young."

"What?"

Song Yan raised his eyebrows.

"I don't know the dangers of the world." Li Beiting continued.

Song Yan looked at Li Beiting's meaningful eyes, and felt a chill behind her back, and she suddenly felt a little regretful that she shouldn't have flirted with just now. She was so cool about seducing, but at the price, she was afraid it was a crematorium.

She was a little drifty.

However, Li Beiting was not really ready to do anything at this time. He was better than a beast when he attacked a patient. He sorted out his pajamas for Song Yan and said, "Go and clean up."

Song Yan also went to the bathroom as if she had escaped.

As soon as she finished washing up, her phone rang.

It was Song Cheng's phone number.

Song Yan smiled and happily answered the phone, "Song Cheng."

Song Cheng's voice came, with great excitement as if something good happened, "Sister."

"Hmm?" Song Yan heard it and asked on his own initiative: "Is there anything happy?"

"Um!"

Song Cheng nodded fiercely on the other end of the phone, "I, I signed up for the domestic design award and just learned that I had won the award."

"real?!"

A smile appeared on Song Yan's face instantly, with a look of relief, "Song Cheng, you are so awesome!"

Song Cheng felt a little embarrassed when his sister praised him like this, "That's right, there's nothing."

"have."

Song Yan said confidently: "Don't belittle yourself, my sister said you are the best."

"I'll treat you to dinner tonight as a celebration."
To be continued...