Song Beiye frowned and said, "Don't bother, I'm going to the company tomorrow, and I'm sure I'll be wearing a suit and tie."

"I don't worry, only women understand women's aesthetic preferences, so you just listen to me." Mother Song said, walking into Song Beiye's closet.

Seeing her worrying so much, Song Beiye leaned against the door and asked her to help him with matching.

Mother Song opened the closet door, and immediately frowned. What came into view was not rows of expensive custom-made suits, but some leather clothes and some exaggeratedly colored shirts. Song Beiye used to like to wear these clothes, which fit his flamboyant personality, but they are definitely not suitable now. Song's mother disliked them and said, "Look at what kind of clothes you are wearing. You are the future Mr. Song. Throw them all away." up

Bar. "

"It's a pity to throw it away, so let's put it here." Song Beiye said lazily. He bought these clothes from abroad at a high price.

When racing with others, these clothes were the most flamboyant and most in line with his personality.

Mother Song tossed these clothes aside in distaste, and took out the suit inside, "Really, I asked the world's top tailors to sew these for you, and you just put them here and don't wear them at all, what a pity .”

"Too old-fashioned, inappropriate." Song Beiye looked up at the clothes she was holding, then lowered his head and continued to look at the phone.

Ever since Mr. Song had someone release the news, many people have speculated about the purpose of holding this extraordinary shareholders meeting.

He also arranged for people to lead the wind. Now more and more people believe that he will replace Song Beixi and become the new president of the Song Corporation. "Not old-fashioned, these clothes are just right for you to wear to work." Song's mother chose a suit, then took a white shirt as a match, and then chose a tie, "Tomorrow, you will wear this to the appointment ,believe

Mom, you are tall and handsome, you must look good in clothes. "

Song Beiye didn't want to be babbled by her anymore, and she was in poor health. If he objected, he was worried that it would affect her mood, so he nodded and agreed, "Okay, okay."

Song's mother put her own matching at the front, and said with satisfaction: "This matching is good, and Yuanyuan will like it when she sees it."

"Mom, please believe in my charm." Song Beiye said, as long as he wanted a woman, he could get it except Li Ni.

Seeing that he was so confident, Song's mother shook her head helplessly, worried that he would not take it seriously, and said again: "Do you think Yuanyuan is that kind of casual girl? Take care of it, it will be good for you in the future."

"Got it, got it, it's getting late, you go back and rest quickly." Song Beiye's ears were itchy from the chanting, and he helplessly supported Song's mother's arm and walked out.

Mother Song shook her head helplessly, and reminded him: "I want to hug a grandson quickly, Kitano, don't let me down."

"Understood, don't worry, I will have a good meal with Miss Chen tomorrow." Song Beiye supported Song's mother, lowered his eyes, and the waves inside were surging.

grandson?

She was supposed to have a grandson once.

But under his persecution, Li Ni raised the knife and stabbed her grandson dead.

At that time, he didn't feel anything, but now thinking of that child, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable.

If that child had been left behind, Li Ni would not belong to Song Beixi now, he would be the biggest winner!

Song Beiye walked back to the study, sat on the office chair, took out his mobile phone, and found Li Ni's photo from the top of the album.

But so what if the child didn't stay?

He will still be the biggest winner!

Li Ni will always belong to him.

...

the next day.

When Nianmu woke up, he found that Mu Shaoling had already woken up.

She looked at the bed next to her in a daze. Last night, he seemed to come back very late, and when he went to bed, there seemed to be a trace of chill outside.

I don't know if it was an illusion of her sleepiness, but she didn't sleep well in the first half of the night, and she didn't sleep soundly until Mu Shaoling came back from overtime.

Nianmu touched the bed next to him, it was no longer warm, probably Mu Shaoling woke up very early.

"I woke up so early, I probably haven't had enough rest." Nian Mu muttered, and suddenly remembered what he had said with Mu Shaoling before.

At that time, she also felt sorry for him that he left early and returned late, and he was dealing with the affairs of the T group all day long.

So when he went to bed early that day, she lay in his arms, stroking his forehead and eyebrows distressedly, telling her heartache.

After Mu Shaoling patiently listened to her story, he took her hand instead, brought it to his lips and kissed it lightly, each small kiss fell down, soothing her heart.

He said that as long as Zhan Zhan finishes his studies, he can inherit the family business. Then, he will have a lot of time to rest and spend a lot of time with her on vacation.

He said that with Zhan Zhan's intelligence, as long as the child is allowed to skip grades, he can quickly finish all the courses.

He said it would only take a decade or so at most.

Then, he says, their time will be able to slow down.

Nian Mu still remembers hearing his planned future at that time, she was moved to tears, but she still shook her head and said that she hoped that Zhan Zhan would have a happy childhood and adolescence, and that he didn't want his time to be too full.

So, now that Zhan Zhan thinks the course is easy, he didn't let him skip a grade.

This is because Mu Shaoling took everything she said to heart.

After Nianmu washed up, he walked out of the bedroom.

The door to the bedroom opposite was open, and when she walked to the door, she saw Mu Shaoling sitting at the desk dealing with documents.

"Mr. Mu, you woke up really early." Nianmu called out in a low voice, worried that his voice would wake up the child.

"I had a good rest yesterday, so I woke up earlier." Mu Shaoling said.

"..." Nianmu looked at him, and it didn't look like he was tired, but the man in front of him, the highest record of staying up all night was two or three days without sleep, only a little decadent, and he didn't feel too tired.

Therefore, his words cannot be trusted.

How can I have a good rest after only two or three hours of sleep?

Nianmu didn't say anything, but said, "I'll go downstairs to prepare breakfast first."

"You help me prepare a pot of coffee." Mu Shaoling said.

"Okay." Nianmu nodded in agreement.

Coming downstairs, Aunt Wu was already preparing breakfast, while Nian Mu took out coffee beans to make coffee for Mu Shaoling and Vivian.

"Miss Nian, sir, haven't you had enough rest?" Aunt Wu knew what was going on when she saw her take out a thermos.

"Yeah, Mr. Mu came back very late yesterday, slept for two or three hours, and got up to work again." Nian Mu said, so she planned to make him a pot of coffee so that he could refresh himself when he went to work. "Sir, it's hard work too, managing such a big company, you can't take a good rest." Aunt Wu sighed.