Chapter 909

Although song Xiaoya has done some psychological construction, she is still afraid to soften her legs in the face of such a section of road where few people are around.

Under the shade of the trees above, even if there are street lights, I feel a sense of gloom and terror.

Just at this time, two bright lights were suddenly projected from the front.

Song Xiaoya hides to one side and presents a guard posture.

The car seems to be deliberately against her. Wherever she goes, the car follows her.

She squeezed the cell phone in her hand and ran away.

She quickened her pace, and so did the car.

The car made a sharp turn and stopped in front of her. Then the door was pushed open. Wang Yi got out of the car and cried eagerly to her back: "Song Xiaoya, what are you running for? It's me

"Ah?"

Familiar voice into the ear, song Xiaoya this stopped, turned to look at Wang Yi, tight heartstrings relax.

In a few minutes, she was in a cold sweat. She was surprised and asked, "assistant Wang, how can you be here?"

"Not always..." Wang Yi blurted out, but when he thought of something, the last few words were swallowed by him again. "I came here to find the president. I happened to see you here. I can't get a taxi in this area. I'll take you where you want to go."

Song Xiaoya was so scared just now that she didn't want to say anything polite.

"Thank you! Then trouble you! "

"Don't say trouble!"

Anyway, his coming here is the instruction of the president. Why did he come to the president? He was clearly pulled out of the warm blanket by the president, and came to pick her up specially!

Wang Yi looked at the pale woman in the rearview mirror and sighed in her heart.

When on earth can these two enemies stop for a while?

He used to think that the president's mind was very simple. Now Even his assistant couldn't understand what was on his mind.

Song Xiaoya looks out of the window, but thinks about what happened in the villa just now.

At the thought of Mu Junhao's sarcastic eyebrows, her heart ached dully.

Unconsciously thought into God, even Wang Yi called her, she did not hear.

"Xiaoya, the hotel has arrived."

"Xiaoya?"

The second time, song Xiaoya finally recovered, "ah! Good! Thank you

Song Xiaoya says thank you to Wang Yi again, and then gets off and walks towards the hotel.

Wang Yi didn't leave immediately. Looking at Song Xiaoya's thin figure, she called Mu Junhao.

"President, song Xiaoya has returned to the hotel safely."

"I see." The man's deep voice was heavy and hoarse.

"President..." Wang Yi wanted to persuade him to do something. When the words came to his mouth, he finally shut up, "nothing else, I'll go back."

"Thank you

"Be polite to me. I'll take your money and do business for you."

After he hung up, Mu Junhao stood in front of the window. The cold wind was blowing outside, but he was fascinated by the end of the road.

Song Xiaoya back to the hotel, just took a bath, the mobile phone rang as promised.

As soon as the phone was connected, a clear voice came, "Mommy, when are you coming back? Ricky missed you!"

"Mommy wants her son too!" Song Xiaoya sighed, a burst of helplessness.

Ricky had never been separated from her, which took two days. Now she wanted to give birth to a pair of wings and fly to the little guy immediately.

It's funny to say that when he was with her, she hated him for being naughty. Every day, she wished someone could help her with her children. But just two days later, she missed him so much.

Ricky hid in his bedroom, his dark eyes rolling around, and said in a crisp voice to his mobile phone, "Mommy, I know what you're doing back. Did you go back to my daddy?"

Song Xiaoya frowned, "Ricky, who told you that? Didn't I tell you that? You don't have a daddy

"Hum, Mommy, you know it's cheating. Everyone has their parents. Did I jump out of the crack in the stone?"

Xiaobaozi cocked his mouth and was not happy.

Thinking of the man with a bad attitude, song Xiaoya gritted her teeth and said, "can't you just treat that man as dead?"

“……” Song Ruiqi choked and snorted angrily, "hum, song Xiaoya, I'll never talk to you again! I'll go to Aunt Bingbing. Don't come back if you have seed! "

With that, song Ruiqi hung up in anger.

Listening to the voice of hanging up from the mobile phone, song Xiaoya just had no choice but to chuckle.

This guy doesn't know who to follow. It's so hard to fool him when he's so young. How can he grow up?

Song Ruiqi angrily came to the cold room and sat by the bed with her mouth in her mouth. She bowed her head and looked aggrieved. She just didn't speak.Leng Bingbing is wiping her face. Seeing song Ruiqi's grievance, she laughs: "what's the matter, baby? Who's upset you? "

Hearing Leng Bingbing talking to herself, song Ruiqi immediately jumps out of bed and comes to Leng Bingbing's side, with a confused face.

"Aunt Bingbing, do you think my daddy is a jerk, so don't want mommy and me?"

"Well?" Cold finger action meal, frowning at Song Ruiqi, "why do you think so?"

"Then why is Mommy always reluctant to tell me about daddy?" Song Ruiqi curled her lips and looked discontented. "Don't think I don't know anything. My mom went back to see daddy this time."

Although mommy has never mentioned about daddy, he knows in his heart that Daddy must be an extraordinary person. One day, he will fly a rainbow plane to pick him up with mommy.

But Why didn't Mommy take him to see daddy?

Coldly looking at his sad appearance, he sighed, holding him on his knee, and asked softly, "Ricky, aunt asked you, if you want to choose between daddy and uncle lengs, how would you choose?"

"Ah?"

Song Ruiqi obviously didn't think about this problem. For a moment, she fell into a tangle. Her delicate eyebrows tightened tightly. "Why do you have to choose? Can't you have both? Uncle is uncle, daddy is daddy

Smell speech, cold all over the face black line, but turn to think also right, the child's thought is the most simple.

Children's thoughts are shared, but adults' thoughts are exclusive.

Some things can never be owned at the same time, and it is impossible to share the same love.

Coldly and gently said: "Ricky, my dear, your mother is going to marry uncle Leng Si in the future. No matter who your father is, my uncle will love you and take care of you as his own son!"

"But Uncle Leng Si is not his own father after all

Song Ruiqi's bright eyes are dim, and her childish voice is a bit lonely.

It was freezing. "Ricky, do you really think so? Are you not afraid that uncle lengs is sad to hear that? Is uncle lengs not good to you? "

After a series of questions, song Ruiqi fell into a deep meditation and pointed to her fingers, "I like Uncle Leng Si. I know uncle Leng Si is good to me, but Dad and uncle are not in conflict at all!"

With a cold sigh, I can't explain to a less than five-year-old child the grudges and entanglements between the adults. However, looking at Song Ruiqi's bright eyes when he mentions his father, he is cold and soft in a mess.

She gently touched song Ruiqi's hairy head, "don't worry, if one day you want to go back to Daddy, Auntie Auntie supports you

"Really?" Song Ruiqi's dark eyes lit up again. She gave a kiss on her cold cheek and said sweetly, "aunt Bingbing is the best!"

"What a sweet mouth Leng Bingbing is very happy in her heart. She treats song Ruiqi as her own nephew. She can't bear the little guy to be hurt.

But if Xiaoya makes up with Mu Junhao after she goes back, then brother

It's a headache to think about it.

But for sure, this time she won't force sister song as she did five years ago. Looking at her unhappy life these years, she has always felt guilty.

Leng Bingbing has a conversation with song Ruiqi and is about to take him to bed when she receives a phone call. Listening to what the person on the other end of the phone says, her face suddenly changes.