He was happy to see such a warm picture. When he was with his son, he had fantasized about whether he would accept it if he found him a stepmother in the future.

It's not that Li Qingyu has never tried to get in touch with other women. However, it's not just that he doesn't feel anything. Even xiaobaozi stands up against it for the first time after he knows it. Even when he thinks he will marry Xu Zhiyu, he runs away from home willfully.

It is precisely because he ran away from home that he met song Yan, a very important woman for their father and son.

Xiaobaozi's eyes soon caught Li Qingyu's figure. He hummed a little and continued to eat his food with relish.

Song Yan saw Li Qingyu come over and said with a smile, "I bought fried chicken wings. Do you want some?"

Li Qingyu's eyes glanced at the fried chicken wings, frowned lightly, obviously disdained, and his voice said coolly, "this kind of junk food, you should buy less for him in the future."

"Only once in a while, not often. Do you have such a big opinion?" Song Yan has some complaints back to him. She thinks that if he is allowed to continue to live with baozi by himself, he will cultivate baozi as a sullen gourd. There is no childlike innocence at all.

Fortunately, God let her and their father and son meet, otherwise, she really can't imagine what the small steamed stuffed bun will be like now.

"Mom, I said dad is so annoying, everything limits me." Xiaobaozi is also very dissatisfied with the complaint, "he also said you want me to raise as a girl."

"Mom wants to make you a prince." Song Yan looks at him and returns with a look of love.

"I'm the prince." Xiaobaozi looked at Li Qingyu and asked with a smile, "is Dad a eunuch?"

"Ha ha ha ha..." When song Yan listens to this, she can't help laughing directly. How can baozi say such a thing? She peeks at Li Qingyu and sees that his whole face is black. She must be very angry.

Sure enough

The steamed stuffed bun was carried to him by Li Qingyu, and his eyes were staring at him coldly, "smelly boy, dare you say I'm a eunuch, tired of living?"

Small steamed stuffed bun pursed lips, dare not speak, but look to song Yan for help.

Li Qingyu knew that he would move the rescue soldiers, and then he said, "it's no use looking at your mother again, you smelly boy. If I were a eunuch, where did you come from? Believe it or not, I'll have another one with your mother right away."

Baozi just looked at him and didn't speak, but he didn't scare him.

Song Yan can't see it any more. She opens her mouth to help baozi. "He's just a child. When he talks, he doesn't think so much. He doesn't have any words to say. Now you scare him, he doesn't know where he's wrong."

"It's on TV." All of a sudden, xiaobaozi said something.

Song Yan suddenly remembers that she seems to be watching a Qing palace drama recently. There are some women talking about men. He asked her what those people were doing at that time, and she told him that they were eunuchs.

But she didn't expect that he would suddenly describe his father.

"Baby, the eunuch on TV is not my father. Don't say such things in the future." Song Yan took him over and laughed at Li Qingyu. "Don't scare him too seriously. After all, he is young and doesn't understand a lot of things. We have to teach him slowly, don't we?"

Li Qingyu's eyes revealed a faint helplessness, "it's not me who said you, you really can't spoil him too much. You see, he is as delicate as a girl now."

"I'm a little man." Xiaobaozi yelled at him angrily.

Song Yan also white Li Qingyu one eye, "my son where like delicate girl, clearly is a very responsible man."

"That's it." Xiaobaozi was a little angry, but he saw many girls like to cry in kindergarten, so when Li Qingyu said he was like a girl, he would have such a big rejection.

"Your mother and son are all in the same nostril. I can't say you two." Li Qingyu admits defeat, so that he won't quarrel with song Yan because of this problem.

Mother and son hummed together.

The happy time of the weekend passed in a flash. Song Yan and Li Qingyu devoted themselves to their work in the new week, and xiaobaozi was sent to kindergarten.

When Li Qingyu returned to the company, he held an early meeting first, and then met several important guests.

Close to lunch, fan Ming came in with a stack of documents.

"Boss, these documents need to be reviewed and signed by you. I'll put them on the desk for you."

Li Qingyu first picked up the first one and opened it. It was about the endorsement of the jewelry brand of Shengshi group. He had read such documents before and signed them directly without too much interference. However, this time he saw that the chosen spokesperson was Wu youyou.

He immediately chuckled and said, "fan Ming, please inform the advertising department to replace the spokesperson, and all brands of Shengshi group will refuse to cooperate with Wu youyou!"He and Wu youYou are innocent, but she is so unkind to his woman moved a crooked mind, he must give her a little color to see.

"Boss, I know what to do." Fan Ming knew that Li Qingyu wanted to put Wu youyou on the blacklist of group cooperation, which was tantamount to blocking her on a small scale.

If Li Qingyu is a little more ruthless, she can be completely banned, so that she will never turn over in the entertainment industry.

Li Qingyu has been reviewing the documents. At lunch time, fan Ming goes out to eat and helps him pack his lunch. In fact, song Yan calls to remind him.

"Boss, have lunch before you get busy." Fan Ming put the packed lunch on the tea table, "this is what the lady asked me to bring for you."

Hearing this, Li Qingyu raised his head and asked, "has xiaorou ever been here?"

"Madam is calling to ask me to bring it to you. She is worried that you will forget the meal time when you are busy." Fan Ming explained to him.

"Well." After reading a document he was reading and signing it, he got up and went to the tea table to sit down and have lunch.

After lunch, Li Qingyu calls song Yan.

Song Yan quickly answered his phone, the first sentence is: "have you had lunch?"

"Under your supervision, dare I not eat?" The corner of Li Qingyu's mouth rises. It's really nice that someone cares.