This Zhang Menglin, to be honest, Song Yuqiao didn't like her at all, but there was no grudge between them either. It's just that because of the relationship between this person and Pei Si Cheng, she felt a bit suffocated in her heart.

  "I have work this afternoon, so sorry I won't be able to go."

  Zhang Menglin seemed to suddenly see the paper bag in Song Yuqiao's hand, and walked over to take a look: "Is this a gift for someone? What is it?"

  Song Yuqiao slightly frowned and said: "It's just a car interior decoration. There's nothing special about it."

  Zhang Menglin seemed to stick to Song Yuqiao and said, "I just happen to want to buy a car interior ornament for my brother-in-law, can you do it for reference?"

  As she spoke, she directly reached out and took the bag from Song Yuqiao's hand.

  At this time, the broker walked over and said directly: "Hey, aren't you supposed to rush to the filming location a while ago?"

  "Oh dear, I would have forgotten if you hadn't mentioned it," Zhang Menglin said. "Let's pick out the necklace another day, okay, brother-in-law?"

  "It's okay." Pei Si said calmly.

  Zhang Menglin suddenly felt a little regretful, "Originally said to accompany you to choose a tie together. There's no way to make an accompaniment now, how about, let Sister Qiao help my brother-in-law choose a tie on the way? Men buying ties always need to be looked at from a woman's perspective, but those salespeople are too black-hearted, they can't say something that doesn't look good is good-looking, it's still better to have someone by your side..."

  "Hey, why are you talking so much today?"

  "Is that so?" Zhang Menglin directly linked arms with Song Yuqiao, "Maybe it's because I get along well with Sister Yuqiao, so I want to chat a bit more."

  Song Yuqiao was just about to pull his arm out of Zhang Menglin's hand when the flash in front suddenly flashed into his eyes, and a large crowd of people rushed up from behind, a sea of black, with fans at the back.

  "Wow, isn't that E?"

  "Ah, I actually ran into you at the mall!"

  "Hey, can we take a photo together?"

  "I want an autographed photo!"

  Song Yuqiao was completely stunned, the flashing lights in front of her made it hard for her to open her eyes, but Zhang Menglin still didn't let go of her arm, seemingly even adding a bit more force, however, in front of the media. She also couldn't forcefully pry open Zhang Menglin's hand, otherwise tomorrow's newspaper would surely scold her.

  As expected. Someone has already asked.

  "Who is this lady?"

  "This is one of my good girlfriends, Song Yuqiao."

  Song Yuqiao was about to vomit blood, she is Zhang Menglin's BFF? It's an insult to the word BFF.

  Later, Li Bei just received a call about the contract, and then this happened. In this situation, there were cameras everywhere, Pei Si couldn't make a move, Li Bei received his boss's eye signal, took a step forward, and directly pulled Song Yuqiao out of Zhang Menglin's hands, saying: "Miss Zhang, please sign quickly, I have official business to discuss with Miss Song, so let's not disturb you for now."

  Song Yuqiao followed Lei Bei out from the back, and could still hear Zhang Menglin's voice: "Everyone line up, one by one, if you disrupt the normal order of the mall, it won't be good."

  As they left the mall, Song Yuqiao thanked Li Bei: "Thank you, I really didn't know how to get out of there just now."

  "If you want to thank someone, then thank the boss," said Li Bei.

  I am such a person, my name is Lei Feng, no need to thank me.

  Song Yuqiao glanced inside through the glass door, and as the scene unfolded in the mall, more and more fans gathered together, with security guards rushing in to maintain order one after another.

  She saw Pei Su follow Zhang Menglin's agent say two words, has walked towards the door, and bid farewell to Li Bei, went down the steps, and walked towards the company's office building.

  Pei Si walked out of the mall, raised an eyebrow: "Is he gone?"

  "Ah, he's gone."

  "Come drive over and we'll go to Jager later."

  "Yes."

  "Afternoon still pick up Pei Haoyu to go to the Pei family's big yard, no need to send him back home."

  "Yes."

  ………………

  This afternoon after school, Pei Hangyu waited at the school gate for someone to pick him up. As expected, it was Uncle Li Bei again.

  Mu Xiaodong's mother hadn't arrived yet, so he sat on the steps. "Is that car here to pick you up? That's great, you get to ride in a car every day."

  Bae Ho-young didn't make a sound.

  "I can only ride a bicycle or an electric bike, and occasionally take a bus."

  "Who hasn't taken a bus? Hmph."

  The last time Qiaoqiao held him on the bus, and even Auntie and Uncle praised him for being smart. I really want to let Qiaoqiao hold him on the bus again.

  Mu Xiaodong's mother shouted from afar, Mu Xiaodong jumped up directly from the stairs: "Then I'll go first, Pei Haoyu, see you later!"

  Pei Haoyu opened his round eyes and stared at Mu Xiaodong, who seemed to be riding a wind and fire wheel, rushing into a woman's arms, sitting on the back seat of an electric car, still waving at him, and said angrily: "Don't see each other again, best never see each other again."

  Li Bei stopped the car at the corner, looking at Pei Hangyu who was walking with his head down, dragging his feet forward step by step. He thought he hadn't seen him, so he got out of the car and stood in a very conspicuous place, taking a few steps forward to greet him.

  Bai Haoyu walked up to Li Bei's side, looked up at him with a glance, and continued to move forward at a slow pace.

  Li Bei rubbed his nose and said, "Alright, he's just a driver."

  On the car, Bae Ho-young asked: "Uncle Li Bei, where are we going today?"

  "Your grandma's place."

  No need for Li Bei to say it, Pei Hangyu also recognized the way.

  He looked at the road signs outside the car window, which were all pointing to the Pei family's mansion. Tonight, he would be dumped at his grandmother's house again by his father.

  Bai Haoyu clenched his small fist and slammed it hard on the chair, was he supposed to just sit and wait... wait for what? He forgot, but he remembered Mu Xiaodong mentioning this idiom once, it seemed to be "death", sitting and waiting for death, that's right, it was like that.

  He suddenly thought of the content of Song Yuqiao's phone call last night and had an epiphany.

  "Uncle Li Bei, can I borrow your phone for a moment?" Pei Hangyu still hadn't forgotten to badmouth his dad, "My phone was confiscated by my dad!"

  As soon as the call connected, Bae Ho-young eagerly shouted out: "Dad, I don't want to go to Grandma's house!"

  There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

  Bae Ho-yu was used to his dad who couldn't say three words without farting, knowing that his dad was listening, he continued to speak for himself, "If you don't let me go to grandma's house tonight, I'll tell you a secret."

  "What secret?"

  In the office on the 63rd floor of the Pei Building, Pei Si Cheng twirled the pen in his hand and gazed at a photo album that had just been placed on his desk.

  Bai Haoyu triumphantly negotiated with his father: "Let me move back to Huayuan."

  "Good."

  Bai Haoyu exclaimed excitedly, "Last night, I heard a man call Qiaoqiao and make plans to go out this afternoon after work..."

  ………………

  Hanging up her son's phone call, Pei Su put down the mobile phone and picked up a photo album on the table.

  A thin, handmade photo album, not thick, with a sheepskin paper cover folded into it, on which is a hand-painted picture of a beautiful cherry blossom forest. Under the falling pink petals stand two black silhouettes leaning against each other. The brushstrokes don't seem particularly skilled, even somewhat childish and awkward. However, Pei Si Cheng has kept it since five years ago.

  Open the inside of the photo, there are more than a dozen photos, the first few photos, all of Song Yuqiao's smiling face, various funny smiles, warm smiles, facing the camera to bloom freely. The last few photos were taken by Pei Si Cheng.

  "Knock knock knock".

  The office door knocked.

  Pei Si Cheng put down the photo and said, "Come in."

  Yu Na walked in with a folder: "Boss, there are two documents here that need your signature..."

  "Did you book a flight for tonight?"

  Yu Na said: "Six thirty, just in time for eight o'clock in D city."

  "Pei Si rubbed his brow and said, 'The flight has been rescheduled for tomorrow afternoon.'"

  Yu Na was puzzled in her heart, but she didn't ask. Following Pei Si Cheng for a few years, she felt more and more that the boss's temperament wasn't easy to grasp.

  "Yes."

  ………………

  In the hospital.

  Song Jierou took a double-bed patient room and lived with her daughter in one.

  This time's massive hemorrhage, followed by a dilation and curettage procedure, the doctor said that Xu Wenli would be unable to become pregnant again.

  Song Jierou heard this news, no different from a thunderbolt, hitting her own head.

  This news mustn't be told to his own daughter!

  Song Jierou's heart was filled with unbearable pain, hating herself for not protecting her daughter well enough and allowing these people to harm her own flesh and blood.

  Filled with regret, and at the same time, hatred. Compared to before, I hate Song Yuqiao even more, and I hate Ye Zenan even more.

  The bullet on her leg has been removed and thick gauze is wrapped around it. The smell of disinfectant in the hospital rushes into my nostrils.

  "Water..."

  Xu Wanli made an unconscious sound, and Song Jiejing suddenly sat up from the bed, "Lili, are you awake?"

  Xu Wanli opened her eyes and immediately felt that her belly was gone.

  All along, it had been tormenting her, making her anxious, and making her think that the bulge in her belly was gone! She frantically reached down to her abdomen, flat, it really was gone!

  "She shrieked: 'Child! Where's my child?!'"

  Song Jierou hastily supported herself against the wall and walked over, grasping Xu Wanli's hand. "Lili, calm down a bit, you need to calm down first! Drink some water."

  Xu Wanli started crying after screaming, with tears streaming down her face, and even directly knocked over the cup handed to her by Song Jierou!

  "I don't want to drink! I don't..." Xu Wanli grasped the quilt on her body, "Without a child, what can I use to find Ye Zenan? How can I compete with Song Yuqiao?"

  Her heart is bleeding.

  She was almost six months pregnant, and she had just begun to suffer so much. In order to have this child, she first suffered from morning sickness, and later Pei Yuling forced her to drink fetal protection medicine, but the result was like this!

  Xu Wanli clenched her fist and violently tried to punch her own stomach, but was stopped by Song Jieyu who grabbed her wrist just in time.

  "Lily! You're crazy!"

  Song Jierou grabbed Xu Wanli's hand, "You've lost your child, but you're still alive, aren't you? Without a child, you can have another one! As long as you grasp Ye Zenan's heart, isn't that better than nothing?! Foolish child, are you foolish or not?! You don't want children anymore, what about your life then? Don't you want that either?"

  Xu Wanli looked at Song Jierou, wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes. "Auntie, what else can I hold onto to keep Ye Zenan? I've lost my child, what does he still see in me? He's not even divorced from Song Yujiao yet..."

  Divorce...

  What's been weighing on Xu Wanli's mind the most is that as long as he doesn't divorce that woman, she'll be a mistress who can't see the light of day, forever unable to stand in front of her with dignity, only to be despised by others, regardless of whether Ye Zenan really had an affair with Song Yuqiao.

  Song Jie furrowed her brow.

  The divorce has been troubling her all along.

  A flash of lightning suddenly flashed through Song Yuqiao's mind, and he leaned forward, "Lily, I'm going to ask you something. Didn't you say before that Song Yuqiao went abroad to Canada to find her mother a few years ago because she caught her best friend and Ye Zenan in bed together?"

  Xu Wanli heard her aunt's serious tone and stopped crying, nodding: "Yes, I was outside the window and saw it with my own eyes."

  "Who is that BFF? Is it Hua Zhen?"

  Song Jieyou knew that Song Yuqiao had few close friends, and only two or three people knew her well. Among those who frequently came and went, and had known each other since high school, she had only met Hua Zhen.

  Xu Wanli shook her head: "No, it's not, it's Lu Lu, whose real name is Lu Lu, and later went to Australia."

  Song Jierou narrowed her eyes, recalling that there was indeed a road like this. During Song Yuqiao's birthday in high school, she had come to celebrate with Song Yuqiao.

  But whoever it is, anyway there's evidence now.

  "At that time did you see it? Did you record that video?" Song Jieyou grabbed Xu Wanli's hand.

  "No," Xu Wanli suddenly seemed to realize something, her eyes red from crying widened in surprise, "Yes, I could have recorded it with my phone at that time! Now I can take it to show Song Yuqiao."

  Song Jierou shook her head: "No, it's not for Song Yuqiao to see, but for Ye Zenan to see."

  Xu Wanli didn't quite understand at this moment.

  Song Jierou said: "Don't you think there's a problem in between? Ye Zenan now completely doesn't remember things from that time, otherwise, it was him who first had an affair with Song Yujiao's best friend and slept with her, so why would he still be suspicious of her having someone else outside for the past five years after she came back?"

  Song Jierou didn't know why Ye Zenan couldn't remember those things either, but she always felt that there was something fishy in between. Suddenly, a light bulb went off in her head and she connected what Xu Wanli had said with Ye Zenan.

  Xu Wanli suddenly became cheerful and optimistic.

  "Oh, I see, so that's how it was," Xu Wanli also stopped crying and directly wiped away her tears, "but I didn't record it back then, I'm really stupid."

  "It doesn't matter, this kind of recording can be faked." Song Jieyu pulled Xu Wanli's arm.

  Xu Wanli didn't understand and said: "But if it's forged, then it's fake."

  "It's like a fake, but this thing really happened," said Song Jieyou. "What's the difference between true and false? As long as Ye Zenan sees this video, take the video to force him to divorce, if not, send the video to Song Yuqiao, all problems will be solved, he must be worried and choose to divorce."

  "Ah," said Xu Wanli with a burst of laughter, "How could I have forgotten that?"

  Song Jierou refilled a glass of water for Xu Wanli and handed it to her: "Don't think about anything else now, just drink some water, take good care of your body, the recording thing, leave it to me, it will be out tonight."

  "Okay, thank you Auntie!" Xu Wanli drank water.

  Song Jierou turned around and secretly sighed in her heart.

  Actually, she wanted Xu Wanli to call her "mom" but it's not possible yet.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao had been waiting for Ye Zenan's address hint after finishing work that day, but there was no text message prompt tone.

  It's already time to get off work, Zheng Qing carried her handbag and walked past Song Yuqiao's office desk, asking: "Is there any more work?"

  Song Yuqiao shook his head: "No, I'm waiting for a phone call."

  Just as he finished speaking, Song Yuqiao's phone rang.

  It was Ye Zenan who called.

  Zheng Qing made a "go first" gesture, and Song Yuqiao answered the phone.

  "I'm already downstairs," Ye Zenan said, "you come down too."

  Song Yuqiao didn't want Ye Zenan to come pick her up, so she had said yesterday that she would send over the address. But now that the person was already downstairs, Song Yuqiao simply grabbed her bag and went down.

  Ye Zenan's car was parked at the main entrance of the company, which happened to be rush hour, a luxury car that naturally attracted people's attention, and even someone stopped to take pictures.

  Song Yuqiao went into the first floor restroom and didn't come out until twenty minutes later.

  Ye Zenan had already gotten off the bus and was leaning against the door waiting.

  An employee of the company came out and recognized that it was the president of this company, still smiling and greeting "Hello, President Ye."

  Song Yuqiao couldn't drag it on any longer, and walked straight over, without greeting Ye Zenan, directly opening the passenger door and getting in.

  As a matter of fact, when Song Yuqiao just got off the elevator, Ye Zenan had already seen her. Song Yuqiao turned and entered the first floor restroom, he saw it all clearly.

  His hand on his leg had unconsciously clenched into a fist, with veins bulging on the back of his hand.

  What's wrong with it? He is her husband, can't they be seen together like this?

  All the way, no one spoke.

  Ye Zenan stared intently at the windshield in front of him, while Song Yuqiao turned her head to look out the window. If it weren't for the music from the car radio, the atmosphere inside the car would be filled with awkwardness and oppression.

  Ye Zenan booked a private room in a garden hotel, from which he could see the resplendent and vibrant flowers blooming outside the glass wall.

  However, Song Yuqiao didn't have the heart to appreciate it much.

  Ye Zenan ordered a few dishes and handed the ordering tablet to Song Yuqiao: "Take a look if you need anything else."

  Song Yuqiao directly handed the tablet back to the waiter, "That's all."

  Ye Zenan poured a glass of red wine for Song Yuqiao, but Song Yuqiao waved his hand: "I'm injured, I can't drink."

  Ye Zenan's hand paused, "Is it serious?"

  Song Yuqiao said: "It's already been bandaged and there's no serious injury."

  At that time, a lot of blood was indeed shed, making Song Yuqiao feel dizzy. However, Pei Si Cheng's bandaging technique was very good, as long as she didn't engage in strenuous exercise, it would be fine. Moreover, he had given her many blood-nourishing foods to eat yesterday.

  Ye Zenan felt a twinge of guilt in his heart.

  If it weren't for him, Song Yuqiao wouldn't have gotten hurt and wouldn't have been rescued by someone else.

  The dishes were served, and occasionally Ye Zenan would also give Song Yuqiao some dishes to try, "Try this bamboo shoot, it's very tender."

  "Thank you."

  Song Yuqiao didn't refuse, whatever Ye Zenan gave her to eat, she would eat.

  She treated this meal as the last one, only because it was Ye Zenan's birthday, she didn't want to say anything more to ruin Ye Zenan's rare enthusiasm for inviting her to dinner.

  "Song Yuqiao!" Ye Zenan finally couldn't bear it anymore, fiercely throwing his chopsticks on the table, "Is this your attitude? Being neither hot nor cold, how can you solve problems like this?"

  Ye Zhenan would rather let Song Yuqiao scold him, argue with him, than be so distant from each other, like strangers, having nothing to say, all awkwardness and embarrassment.

  Song Yu quietly put down the last piece of tofu in his bowl, put down his chopsticks and pulled out a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth.

  "So how do you want to solve the problem?"

  Ye Zenan said: "I know a doctor who specializes in psychological counseling and mediation of marital problems. We can go see him together."

  "Ye Zenan, are you still dreaming? This is not a problem that arises in marriage, but rather one that existed before the marriage. We no longer need to insist on this marriage, and it would be better for both of us to let go."

  Song Yuqiao took out the prepared gift from his own bag and placed it on the table, "Thank you for inviting me to dinner, happy birthday, Ye Zenan, this is a gift for you."

  After she finished speaking, she turned around and left without stopping for a moment.

  Because today is Ye Zenan's birthday, she won't mention divorce today.

  She understood Ye Zenan's self-esteem, from the time they were together in high school, she knew that Ye Zenan had a strong sense of self-respect due to being spoiled as a young master since childhood. After experiencing a period of being scolded and having contracts thrown in his face, especially in the past two years, many words spoken by others would be taken as veiled attacks, seemingly touching his bottom line, which would ignite some unknown fuse.

  Song Yuqiao still had to consider Ye Zenan's self-esteem, after all, at that time, it was she who held his self-esteem in her hands.

  Song Yuqiao remembered that once, Ye Zenan went to find a company's deputy manager in charge of customer personnel to sign a contract. As a result, he was directly kicked out by the person. Song Yuqiao was furious and ran straight to the man's office, kicking open the door and throwing the company's contract on the ground, stepping on it heavily with both feet. "You're just a deputy manager of a company! My boyfriend will be the boss of the company in the future! At that time, you'll have to lick his face to ask him to sign! You wait, there will come a day!"

  Perhaps it was at that time that Ye Zenan saw Song Yuqiao's maintenance for himself.

  When he was down on his luck, he made a vow that his first wish when he succeeded would be to let Song Yuqiao live a good life.

  Yes, he succeeded and rose again, but failed to fulfill his promise at that time.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao walked out of the restaurant and walked forward along this road for a long time before thinking about hailing a car. She walked to the side of the road, just as she was about to raise her hand to hail a car, a black private car drove up from behind. She subconsciously took a step back, but unexpectedly, the car stopped in front of her.

  He rolled down the window on the driver's side and said with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, "Get in, I have something to trouble you with."

  Song Yuqiao is now unable to decline as Pei Si Cheng has something troubling her, the words of refusal that were on the tip of her tongue were left unsaid, and she opened the passenger door and got in.

  On the way, Pei Su told Song Yuqiao that he needed her to accompany him to visit his 101-year-old grandmother. Although she had some hearing problems, her mind was still very clear. After the surgery, she was hospitalized and what worried her most was her grandson's marriage. If he could have a good ending, she would be at ease.

  Song Yuqiao suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Is it suitable for me to go in this situation?"

  Pei Su Cheng said: "What's wrong with that? You just don't have to get carried away and turn the fake into real."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  When they arrived at the hospital entrance, Pei Cheng stopped the car by the roadside and asked Song Yuqiao to go pick a bunch of flowers for her grandmother. "I'll go find a parking spot first, you come over later and I'll meet you in front of the fountain inside the hospital."

  "Good."

  Song Yuqiao was about to get out of the car when a hand from behind grabbed her elbow and handed over a brown leather wallet, "Don't refuse me, it was originally my request for your help, no reason for you to spend money."

  After finishing speaking, Pei Su Zhen stuffed the money into Song Yu Qiao's outer garment pocket.

  Actually, a bouquet of flowers doesn't cost that much money, Song Yuqiao could afford it herself, but since Pei Si Cheng said so, she didn't decline again.

  Entering the flower shop and looking at the dazzling array of flowers, Song Yuqiao felt a bit worried.

  "The florist asked: 'Who is it for?'"

  "Grandma." Song Yuqiao blurted out, only to realize that this person was Pei Si Cheng's grandma, not hers. "Elder."

  The shop owner pointed to the fresh flower bundles on the second floor in front and said, "These few kinds of flowers are very good for sending to elders."

  Finally, Song Yuqiao chose lilies, carnations and orchids, made a fresh flower basket, and when paying, Song Yuqiao opened Pei's wallet, but was stunned for a moment.

  Because in the outer pocket of Pei's leather wallet, there was a photo.

  It was Song Yuqiao himself.

  It's a two-inch photo, still with bangs, completely silly and naive-looking, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, dressed in school uniform, just like the graduation photo from high school.

  She was completely stunned.

  Why is such an ugly ID photo in Pei Shichen's wallet?!

  The shop owner looked at Song Yuqiao holding the wallet motionless and asked: "Miss, are you going to pay or what?"

  Song Yuqiao finally came back to his senses, "Oh, yes."

  Carrying a bouquet of flowers out of the flower shop, Song Yuqiao couldn't help but open her wallet and take another look at the photo inside.

  Really ugly.

  Song Yuqiao wasn't the kind of stunning beauty that would turn heads, even in ID photos. But at that time, she was truly at her most disheveled state. Song Yuqiao had spent two consecutive months studying for exams to get into a good university, neglecting sleep and food, ruining her eyesight and wearing glasses, with dark eye circles from lack of rest, dull gaze, and puffy eyelids.

  This photo, apart from being stuck on the high school graduation certificate and used for college application, was directly thrown into the bottom of a box, completely ruining her image.

  But from the year I graduated from high school until now, it actually still appeared in Pei Si Cheng's wallet.

  She directly pulled out the photo from Pei's wallet and stuffed it into her own bag.

  In front of the hospital's inpatient department, there is a large fountain that shoots water columns up and down, with the highest column in the middle reaching as high as the fifth floor.

  Pei Si Cheng stood in front of the fountain, his hands behind his back, watching the rising and falling water column.

  He was dressed in a black casual suit today, with his collar turned up, standing like a straight pine tree.

  Song Yuqiao walked up behind him, "I've bought good flowers."

  Then, he returned the wallet to Pei Sheng, his heart secretly sweating in fear that if Pei Sheng were to open it now, he would discover that the photo inside was gone.

  However, Pei Si directly put the wallet into his pocket without opening it.

  Following Pei's body into the elevator and walking down the corridor, Song Yuqiao felt a little nervous, as if he had a kind of anxiety about meeting his parents.

  Pei's hand came out of his pocket and directly grasped Song Yuqiao's hand, touching the slightly damp sweat on her palm. "Nervous?"

  Song Yuqiao hastily struggled free, "No, I'll be fine."

  "Tension is normal," Pei said with a slight curl of his lip. "Tension makes it seem more real, and it's not easy to be seen through."

  As he walked up to a ward, Pei Su opened the door and said softly, "Grandma, are you asleep?"

  Song Yuqiao had heard Pei Si Cheng mention it before, this time his grandmother was hospitalized, mainly because of cataract surgery. Today is the first day after recovery, and he wants these two grandsons to bring their girlfriends back to visit.

  Unexpectedly, when opening the door of the ward, Pei Linfeng was also there.

  Song Yuqiao was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Pei Si Cheng's father to be there too. Seeing Pei Linfeng's gaze fall on her, she hastily said: "Chief, hello."

  Pei Si Xian first greeted Pei Lin Feng, then pulled Song Yu Qiao forward: "Grandma, I've brought my girlfriend to see you!"

  He speaks loudly, mainly because he's afraid Grandma can't hear him.

  Paisong's grandmother opened her eyes and smiled: "Come on, come here, let grandma take a look!"

  Pei Linfeng has moved away from the position in front of the bed and walked to one side.

  Song Yuqiao put the flower basket on the table, smiled and said in a louder tone: "Grandma, I've come to see you."

  Grandma's eyes were particularly bright, although her face was already full of wrinkles, but she looked spirited. "Are you Cheng's girlfriend?"

  Really?

  Song Yuqiao almost laughed out loud at this title, stifling a smile and saying, "Yes."

  Grandma seemed to disbelieve, saying: "It's not like you're as white as a sheet of paper. Your useless big brother must have found some woman somewhere to deceive an old lady like me. Now that my eyes are better, I can see through it."

  It's all clear...

  That useless big brother...

  Pei's hands naturally landed on Song Yuqiao's waist, pulling her close to him. He said intimately, "Grandma, this is your real granddaughter-in-law. She says that next year, she'll give you another great-grandchild."

  Pei's palm felt the temperature of Song Yuqiao's waist through the thin fabric, which was a bit scorching.

  Grandma listened with a smile on her face, "Is that right, girl?"

  "Yes, grandma, don't worry."

  Pei Si Cheng directly walked over and kissed Song Yu Qiao's cheek, "Grandma, if she wasn't my real girlfriend, would I dare to kiss her like this? She probably would have slapped me already."

  Song Yuqiao's face turned red.

  Grandma pulled Song Yuqiao down to sit, holding her hand, "You look really good, one glance and you can tell you have a prosperous husband's appearance."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  She really didn't know what to say anymore, and she couldn't just go along with her grandmother's words and say "I'm the wife of Wang Fu".

  "Finally, it's settled and I can put my mind at ease. Come over here and sit closer, you don't know how mischievous and troublesome Cheng was when he was little, I was worried sick! At that time, he wasn't close to his mom, but he was close to me, his mom didn't have milk after giving birth to him, so it was all me who made the formula and rice porridge, feeding him mouthful by mouthful..."

  On one side, Grandma was pulling Song Yuqiao and talking about some family matters. On the other side, Pei Linfeng called out his son.

  "This is still the girl I saw last time."

  "Yes."

  Pei Linfeng furrowed his brow, "However, I read in the newspaper a while ago that a female employee of a small company was molested by her boss, wasn't it her?"

  Paisley nodded, still just one word: "Yes."

  "That behavior is also too unscrupulous." Pei Linfeng shook his head, "I told you and your older brother before, no matter how good or bad the family background is, whether there's money or not, my requirement, the only point is to be clean and honest."

  "She's innocent," Pei said, "the rumor that was spread was actually about me, and the unspoken rule of her male superior is actually referring to me."

  Pei Linfeng: "......"

  Pei Linfeng reached out and patted Pei Si's back of the head, "You think you're capable now, huh?"

  Pei Si took a step back, "I just think I'm quite capable."

  After he finished speaking, he turned around and entered the hospital room.

  In the corridor, Pei Linfeng was left with a scowl on his face and his eyes wide open, he was simply an unfilial son! Who did he and his brother inherit from? Definitely not him! Bu Zhuzhao was furious.

  ………………

  After leaving the hospital, Pei Suo drove and sent Song Yuqiao to the entrance of Jinshui Community. Song Yuqiao turned around to bid farewell to him, but unexpectedly he also got out of the car.

  Paisley said: "I'll take you in."

  It was already night, but there were not many people in the residential area. Only faintly visible black figures could be seen. Song Yuqiao walked half a step behind Pei Si Cheng, treading on the shadow he cast on the ground.

  Pei Shu Cheng said he would send Song Yu back home, and indeed he did escort him all the way to his front door.

  "I'm here."

  "Hmm." Pei Si took a step forward, slightly bowed his head and raised his hand.

  Song Yuqiao held her breath, closed her eyes, but the expected kiss didn't come. She opened her eyes to see Pei Si Cheng looking at her with a half-smile, holding a leaf between his fingers.

  "Aren't you disappointed that I didn't kiss you?"

  Song Yuqiao directly opened the door and went in, closed the door, leaned against the door panel, and touched her own scorching cheeks.

  Paisong placed a leaf on the tip of his nose and sniffed it lightly, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips.

  Can't wait anymore.

  ………………

  Ye Zenan made a wish in front of the candles on his birthday cake when he was eighteen years old.

  I wish every birthday from now on will be accompanied by Song Yuqiao.

  Then he blew out the candle and looked at Song Yuqiao's smiling face, saying: "Do you know what wish I just made?"

  Song Yuqiao directly covered Ye Zenan's mouth: "Don't say it, if you say it out loud, it won't come true, you have to keep it in your heart."

  But even if it's not said out loud, it won't come true anyway.

  Ye Zenan tossed and turned all night without sleep, waiting until the early morning light was faintly visible before getting up to wash and prepare for work.

  Liu Jie was tidying up the things at home, and in the storage room, many things were completely sorted out. Seeing Ye Zenan coming down from upstairs, she said: "Young master, breakfast is ready."

  Ye Zenan nodded, "I know."

  Liu sister found a express package from the storage room, on which was written in English that she couldn't understand, but the recipient's name below was written in Chinese characters as Song Yuqiao. Suddenly, she thought of two weeks ago when Song Yuqiao came to her home to pick up the package and handed it over to Ye Zenan: "Young master, look at this express delivery for the young madam, do you want to send it to the young madam?"

  Ye Zenan took it and looked at the address on it, which was from a small town in Vancouver, Canada. The recipient's name below was indeed Song Yuqiao, but why wasn't the mailing address his current residence, but instead mailed to his home?

  "It was mailed out a month ago, how did you just find it now?"

  Liu said: "The young lady had come to fetch it once before, on the day when the mistress suddenly fell into a coma and had an argument with the young lady, after which she never came again."

  Inside the express package was a box, Ye Zenan tapped his fingers on it, producing a dull thud.

  Liu asked: "Do you want me to send the express delivery to the young lady?"

  "Leave it to me, you have something to attend to, go ahead and take care of it first... by the way, don't tell mom about this for now."

  "Yes."

  Ye Zenan had finished breakfast and took the express delivery upstairs. After unpacking, there was a kraft paper box inside. Opening the box, there was a white bottle inside.

  He furrowed his brow, picked up the bottle, and shook it, making a gurgling sound.

  His English wasn't perfect, but looking at the English description on the bottle, he could tell it was an oral medication. As for the medical jargon on top, he couldn't understand it.

  Ye Zenan opened his computer and input the English terms to translate, only to find that they were some medicine that promoted blood circulation and replenished qi, but when he opened the bottle, it didn't quite smell like it, and he couldn't shake off the feeling of doubt.

  He suddenly remembered that Ye Zhenan had been in Vancouver for two years and was now bringing medicine from there, which must be unusual.

  Ye Zenan picked up his mobile phone and dialed Fang Zhao's number.

  "I have a bottle of medicine here and I'd like you to help me identify what it is."

  "Alright, I have time anytime."

  He hung up the phone, Ye Zenan put on his coat, and his mobile phone rang again.

  "Hello, is this Mr. Ye Zenan? There's a parcel here for you."

  Ye Zenan had Liu Jie help him sign for it. When Liu Jie brought it up, she looked at a black express delivery package and frowned.

  He doesn't remember what he bought online, and generally documents won't be sent by express delivery, it's too easy to lose them along the way.

  What's in this express delivery?