When Song Yu got home, she called her and said, "Qianqian, mom is here. You go and give me a good look. It doesn't matter if you don't come back!"
People in Haicheng say that merchants are notorious and treacherous, but she doesn't think so.
Song Yu has now met Xu Lang and feels that the people in the business are actually very nice.
"Okay, you go to bed early." She also arrived at Lulangqiao Courtyard immediately.
The car continued to drive forward.
Song Qianqian held her phone and looked at Xu Lang, who had been silent for a long time.
When this kid doesn't talk, he really looks like an electronic otaku. Plus, he's too thin and shrinks down, making him look particularly pitiful.
How does he look like the nephew of a business overlord?
"Hey!" Song Qianqian said lazily.
Xu Lang looked at her with bright eyes, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay to play games with you and train you to defeat that Minhua, but... you have to listen to me from now on."
Xu Lang nodded, "Of course I listen to you! I'll fight as you say!"
Song Qianqian shook her head, "I'm not talking about games, I'm talking about being a human being."
Xu Lang frowned. Does he care about being a human being?
He gritted his teeth and wanted to become famous in the anchor circle for a bright future in the future! At worst, wait until he becomes famous and then kick her out?
So Xu Lang nodded: "Okay!"
She nodded with satisfaction,
The entrance of the villa.
Song Qianqian's slender figure walked in familiarly, but Xu Lang hid behind her.
As soon as he walked in, Shang Yi had an angry face.
It's already so late. Shang Yi hasn't found Xu Lang for a long time. His son is growing up day by day. It's the time when he can cause the most trouble. Previously, a friend's son made a girl pregnant, which made Shang Yi spend all day.
Be on tenterhooks!
It looked like I was going to explode again.
As soon as he saw his son, his temper burst out, "Where have you been wandering off again?"
Xu Lang was too lazy to pay attention to her and muttered: "You gave me such a name, and you blame me for being too promiscuous?"
"What did you say?!" Shang Yi directly pulled the feather duster over.
Xu Lang was used to it, so he ignored her and turned around to go upstairs.
Song Qianqian just stood at the opening and blocked Shang Yi who came out.
Shang Yi became even more angry when he saw her, "What do you want to do again? She was the one who took him out to fool around?"
With a helpless expression, she said, "It's useless for you to educate your children if you keep yelling and wheezing like this."
Shang Yi sneered, "Why, you gave birth to a child when you were a teenager?"
Song Qianqian smiled and did not argue with her, but turned her head and said, "Xu Lang, come here."
Xu Lang didn't want to do it at first, but he remembered the agreement he just made.
After taking a breath, I walked up the stairs with one foot, so I had to come down and walked towards her obediently.
"What?" He looked at her weakly, and it was obvious that she was preaching. He was not allowed to go upstairs directly. It was rude.
Xu Lang's heart: In order to become a world anchor! Endure~
He turned around again and faced Shang Yi, "Mom, I didn't go out to fool around, so I just had hot pot with Qian Qian."
Then he looked at Shang Chao in the living room and said, "Uncle Qi, I went upstairs to sleep with my mother. You should also go to bed early. Being too late is not good for your skin!"
Then he left.
Song Qianqian raised her eyebrows slightly, she had never been taught these words.
Children can be taught.
Shang Yi opened his mouth to scold him, but was held back by his sudden politeness and stared at his back in shock.
Possessed?
Song Qianqian smiled lightly.
After both mother and son left, she walked inside and asked, "Where is the old lady?"
"Grandma has already fallen asleep for a while after she shouted that she didn't feel well."
Shang Chao looked at her and saw that she was still wearing a tomboy hair condom, with a few strands of hair flying playfully.
He raised his hand and tidied it up for her naturally.
The movements were so natural that Song Qianqian didn't even react.
Not everyone can touch her head.
Before she expressed her emotions, Shang Chao had already curled up his lips and smiled, "You smell like hot pot, do you want to take a bath?"
She looked at the time and said, "If the old lady is fine, I will go home and go to bed."
I want to sleep until I wake up naturally tomorrow, but I won’t be able to sleep well in the store.
Shang Chao looked at her with lowered eyebrows for a while.
He seemed vaguely depressed, "You can do whatever you want here."
"You don't have to be so mature, just tell me what you want, and you can tell me what you want, eh?"
Song Qianqian was confused by his excessively deep voice and looked at him silently for a while.
Since her rebirth, she has been worried about everything at home and abroad, but she doesn't feel tired at all.
But why do I suddenly feel so sad when I hear him say this?
I have read a sentence in a book: No matter how strong a career woman is, she would like to have a harbor where she can soften with peace of mind.
She raised her hand and pressed her head.
"Do you have any cold medicine?"
Shang Chao's face darkened slightly, and the back of his hand was already pressed against her forehead, "Caught a cold?"
There was some reproach on his face, knowing that she must not have listened to him last night and went to bed without blow-drying her hair.
But in the end he didn't blame her, but took her to the sofa and said, "Sit down and don't move around. I'll get the medicine."
She leaned on the sofa.
After more than two hours of efficient waiting in the waiting room, fatigue seemed to hit me instantly, and my eyes were a little blurry as I watched the man walking away anxiously.
How great would it be if he were the master?
If Master is here to take care of her cold, he is willing to do it even if she dies.
A few minutes later.
When Shang Dynasty came back, the girl on the sofa was leaning forward, as if she was asleep.
His originally broad steps suddenly slowed down, trying not to make any noise as he walked to the sofa and squatted down.
I couldn't bear to wake him up, but I still had to take the medicine.
"Qianqian?" He tried shouting.
The girl's eyelashes fluttered, but she didn't seem to be fully awake. She barely glanced at him, feeling drowsy.
He looked like a one or two-year-old child who couldn't wake up from a nap, which made one's heart feel soft and uncomfortable.
Shang Chao's voice also became gentle, "Be good, take the medicine first and then sleep?"
He tried to help her up, otherwise she would choke if she lay down.
She was so small, and Shang Chao's strong arms reached under her neck, so he could pick her up without any effort.
But feeling the delicate skin on her neck, Shang Chao didn't dare to use any more strength.
He tried hard to suppress his gaze and not look at her slender neck.
That's his restricted area.
After struggling like this for a few seconds, Song Qianqian's sleep was disturbed so much that she narrowed her eyes and looked at that face.
"Master?" She murmured in a vague voice, her eyes filled with joy and grievance.
She was touching his face, her mouth became more and more deflated, and she was about to cry.
Shang Chao immediately didn't dare to move, he just looked at her blankly, "What's wrong?"
"...Master!" She murmured the title again, and the sound in her throat was extremely clear.
Then tears rolled down her eyes, "I miss you so much!"
Shang Chao couldn't hear the previous words clearly, but he heard this sentence clearly.
He didn't know her previous situation in the Gu family, but he knew that she had been busy since returning to the Song family and had never heard of anyone she admired.
The man's voice became slightly clearer, "Take the medicine first, okay?"