Still driving with Pei Suo, when passing by the same flower shop, Song Yuqiao called for a stop and got out of the car. She went in and still bought a bunch of white lilies.

  The car lights along the way were dazzling, Song Yuqiao looked out of the window for a while, those flashing and flowing car lights really made her feel dizzy, so she simply leaned against the back seat and closed her eyes.

  Pei Su noticed the subtle expression on Song Yuqiao's face and remembered that he still had a low fever, so he reached out to turn off the car's air conditioner.

  The car drove slowly on the road and stopped at the entrance of the cemetery. Song Yuqiao opened her eyes and looked at Pei Si Cheng, who was about to unfasten his seatbelt, saying: "I'll go in myself. You don't need to follow me."

  After finishing speaking, Song Yuqiao opened the car door and got out of the car first.

  At night. The atmosphere of the cemetery was a bit eerie and cold, Pei Si Cheng didn't feel at ease with Song Yu Qiao going in alone, so he followed behind her not far away, making sure she was within his line of sight.

  Song Yuqiao didn't deliberately pay attention to Pei Si Cheng behind him, under the slightly dim lamp light in the cemetery, there was a cool and chilly feeling in the air on this summer night.

  Inside the cemetery, at night, the yin energy is too heavy.

  She pinched a petal of the lily flower in her hand, and a fingerprint suddenly appeared on the petal.

  Because I had been here with Peisong last time, this time was still a familiar road, and I walked directly to the destination.

  Song Yuqiao stood in front of the tombstone, looking at Zhang Mengxue's photo on it. It was almost identical to what he remembered.

  Still so annoying.

  She stood upright in front of the tombstone, holding a bouquet of lilies and said: "Zhang Mengxue. I've come to see you again."

  The last time she came, Song Yuqiao had no memory and didn't know that she had actually met Zhang Mengxue five years ago. So, she regarded her as a friend of Pei Si Cheng's, with sympathy, such a young life, disappeared in the most brilliant years.

  After all, it was during the ignorant years of youth, and at the age of 17 or 18, the best time was ruined by being raped.

  Fortunately, Pei Sheng had told Song Yuqiao about what happened that year beforehand.

  Song Yuqiao understands Pei Shicheng.

  An eighteen-year-old youth. Faced with a friend's wrist-cutting suicide, faced with another friend being sentenced for rape, faced with an elder kneeling in front of him, Pei Si Cheng's approach is the same as Song Yu Qiao's approach. If it were Song Yu Qiao, putting herself in his shoes, she would do the same thing too.

  But what about the next ten years? Were they affectionate for a long time before Pei Shuai met Song Yuqiao in those ten years? And then they got engaged.

  Song Yuqiao thought of this and felt a heart-wrenching pain in her chest.

  She's now strange, is Pei Si Cheng's deception, from six months ago in the hotel where they first met, has been using one lie after another to coax her, letting her willingly fall into his sweet words, and once again fall in love with him, loving him irretrievably.

  However, Pei Su's kindness towards her was genuine, and Song Yuqiao knew how to be grateful and could feel it.

  Song Yuqiao thought for a long time, slightly lowering her eyelids, looking at the photo on the tombstone, and opening her mouth indifferently: "Like five years ago, I still don't like you, Zhang Mengxue. You are too hypocritical. I know you like Pei Si Cheng. Unfortunately, I am alive now, but you are dead. You have become a handful of ashes, you have become a photo, but I am standing well now and can buy flowers to mourn for you. So in this battle, I still won. Xiao Huo is still in my hands, he is still my son. Even if you were Pei Si Cheng's fiancée, what does it matter? Even if Pei Si Cheng said at the time that he would give his son to you, what does it matter?"

  Song Yuqiao now has an unbalanced mind, for five years ago, 18-year-old Xia Chuchu felt unbalanced and wanted to unravel all the knots in her heart.

  The night wind rustled, and Pei Su Cheng stood ten meters away, leaning against a tree.

  He didn't want to give Song Yuqiao even a little space, so he didn't plan to go over and disturb her, letting her stand in front of the tombstone, saying some words.

  Pai Si Cheng took out a cigarette and originally wanted to light it up, but unfortunately didn't have a lighter, so he could only twirl it around his fingertips, feeling somewhat itchy in his heart.

  Pei Shuai has been trying his best to quit smoking. When he had a strong craving for cigarettes, he would hold Song Yuqiao in his arms and kiss her.

  He looked up at Song Yuqiao and stood in front of the tombstone for a while, saying something.

  Song Yu looked at the photo on the tombstone, suddenly curled up the corner of his mouth and smiled: "This flower was originally bought for you, but now I don't want to give it to you. Why should I give it to you? I originally disliked you, yet I still came to mourn you and bring flowers to you, which makes me feel uncomfortable in my heart?"

  Song Yuqiao grasped the lily in her hand, and her heart was somewhat stirred. She couldn't help but think of the car accident five years ago, the splashing blood that dyed the entire field of vision red. Now thinking about it, she felt like her heart was trembling, her internal organs were all tangled together, painful, suffocating.

  She knew that if she and Zhang Mengxue had swapped places in the car at the time, or if there was a slight deviation on the road, the current result would likely have been completely overturned.

  The perpetrator of the car accident was Zhang Mengxue, and the victim was also Zhang Mengxue.

  Xia Chuchu was one of the key figures who helped to stir up the situation.

  Whether Song Yuqiao has amnesia or is scared out of her wits, she's standing upright and alive now, while another person, a living being, is gone.

  Finally, Song Yuqiao stood upright as he turned to leave, looked at Zhang Mengxue's photo for a few seconds, and still bowed to the tombstone.

  The man is already dead, what can be done?

  "Meng Xue, anyway, I wish you a smooth journey, goodbye."

  Song Yuqiao raised his head again, threw the lily in his hand in front of the tombstone, and turned to leave.

  Goodbye, Zhang Mengxue, a farewell delayed for five years.

  Song Yuqiao and Pei Cheng walked out of the cemetery, one in front of the other. The night wind swept by, causing the petals of the lilies to quiver slightly.

  Before long, a figure emerged from the darkness, bent down to pick up the lily flower, carefully placed it beside the tombstone, and stroked the photo on the tombstone with his fingers.

  "Meng Xue, I hope you are as pure and beautiful as this lily flower, in Pei Si Cheng's heart, just the same."

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao continued to work as a temporary assistant in Pei's company, and she had gone to school once to report, so she must obtain the corresponding internship company certificate for these two months. Ye also needs to go again to get a three-year leave of absence from work certificate.

  She was still on the 63rd floor in the Pei's company, but she didn't have direct contact with Pei Sheng as often. Some meeting records were left to Yu Xinxin to follow up with Pei Sheng, while she herself stayed outside, blowing air conditioning and drinking iced lemon water.

  Li Bei, as a responsible assistant, was still very concerned about the discord between his boss and his wife, so he specially found Yu Xinxin to talk to him, saying: "You take a week off and go out to play."

  Yu Xinxin was organizing the documents that Pei Cheng had just handed over, puzzled: "Why? I go out to play, will you pay me a salary?"

  Lei Bei: *silence*

  "You can take a vacation, fifteen days." Li Bei suggested, "It's paid."

  "Why should I use my annual leave to fulfill your dream?"

  Li Bei was about to go crazy, this really wasn't her dream, it was the boss's dream, you this ignorant little girl who doesn't know how to read the boss's expression!

  This girl is really hard to persuade, but when Li Bei finally felt dry and tongue-tied, Yu Xinxin finally relaxed: "Okay, it just so happens that I have an appointment with my classmates to go to Jiuzhaigou for a trip. I'll use the annual leave time, but we agreed that you will reimburse me for the travel expenses, 15 days."

  Li Bei actually wanted to refuse, but your trip has nothing to do with me. However, the boss's happiness is his own happiness, isn't it just fifteen days? Even if it's one hundred and fifty days, as long as he can make up with the boss and the madam, he'll go all out for it.

  Yu Xinxin is on leave, and on the 63rd floor, except for Song Yuqiao and Li Bei, two regular staff members, all other high-level officials of the Pei family are in another room. This side has only three people, and Song Yuqiao often accompanies Pei Sicong to take meeting minutes. Moreover, things that used to be reported to Pei Sicong by Yu Xinxin must now be done personally.

  In the afternoon, there was a real estate bidding meeting at Chengjian Bidding. Song Yuqiao had previously prepared the materials and handed them over to Li Bei. In the afternoon, he went to the bidding meeting with Li Bei accompanying him.

  However, Li Bei had an unexpected problem and made a mistake on the report that needed to be corrected overnight. He couldn't take time off in the afternoon, so Song Yuqiao ended up accompanying Pei Si Cheng instead.

  The bidding meeting for the city construction will start at 3:30 in the afternoon, and Song Yuqiao went to the office door at 2:30 to call Pei Si Cheng.

  "Director Pei, the car is waiting downstairs."

  Pei Sicheng was sitting at his computer desk, rubbing his brow, when he heard Song Yuqiao's voice and suddenly opened his eyes.

  He suppressed his hoarse voice and said calmly: "Yu Qiao, you come in first."

  In these few days, Song Yuqiao and Pei Shicheng spoke to each other, absolutely concise in words, able to explain everything with one sentence, absolutely no extra nonsense, and when not communicating, try not to communicate.

  At home, Song Yuqiao and Bae Hwan-wook still live in Jinshui Apartment. Occasionally, Bae Se-chang buys some things to pass by, and it is also Bae Hwan-wook who acts as a messenger in between. Bae Hwan-wook is quite happy playing this "messenger" game, happily running back and forth between Song Yuqiao and Bae Se-chang, but Bae Se-chang is very frustrated.

  But at home, there is a little Pei Hangyu who basically isolates the opportunity for Song Yuqiao to be alone together. In the company, there is always Li Bei again.

  Now that I've finally found an opportunity for a private conversation, how could it possibly slip away from me so easily.

  Song Yuqiao's hand hesitated for a moment, but he still opened the office door and walked in. "Director Pei, is there anything else?"

  Pai Si Cheng propped his hands on the table, looking up at Song Yu Qiao who was dressed impeccably from head to toe. In the past, when Song Yu Qiao was at the Pai's, he would often wear his hair loose or casually tied back, but now every strand of hair was neatly combed and secured behind his head. His beige suit was immaculately pressed, the collar of his short-sleeved shirt fastened to the top button, revealing nothing that shouldn't be revealed, yet not revealing anything either. Moreover, when speaking with him now, it was all about official business, his tone and gaze were both subdued, making Pai Si Cheng feel an unbearable itch in his heart.

  Song Yuqiao stood three steps in front of Pei Cheng's office desk, slightly tilting her head to ask.

  Pei Su picked up a document from the desktop, flipped it open on the desk, and beckoned Song Yuqiao to come over: "Come here, this material, there's a problem with this section."

  Song Yuqiao didn't suspect anything else, walked over directly, slightly lowered his head, and looked at the paragraph pointed by Pei Si's hand. This information was indeed organized by Song Yuqiao, but the cases and examples inside had been checked three times, so it was impossible to make a mistake.

  Now...

  "Director Pei, this data is fine, I can retrieve the original draft from the computer for you, it's indeed..."

  Before the sentence was finished, Song Yuqiao was already wrapped around his waist by Pei Si Cheng and sat on his lap, with both hands already embracing her waist, crossed over each other.

  This posture made it impossible for Song Yuqiao to easily break free.

  Song Yu furrowed his brow and changed his tone: "Pei Si Cheng, what are you trying to do?"

  Before entering Pei Shichen's office, Song Yuqiao knew Pei Shichen's actions and simply opened the door of the office. However, even if it was open, it didn't make any difference to Pei Shichen unless his future mother-in-law came like last time; otherwise, Li Bei would be on duty as a good doorman.

  Pei Si Cheng gently pressed a kiss on the back of Song Yu Qiao's neck: "I don't want to do anything, I just want to hold my child's mother."

  Song Yuqiao sat on Pei Cheng's leg, feeling like her whole body had grown thorns, so uncomfortable and awkward. "Yes, in your eyes, I'm just Xiaohuo's mom, just like the situation back then. If I wasn't pregnant with Xiaohuo, we wouldn't have had any chance of being together at all. I wouldn't have gone looking for you, and you wouldn't have waited for me, not even when I was seven months pregnant."

  "Whatever you say, even if there's no small fire, I still want you."

  Song Yu Qiao snorted, "You're starting to make up lies again. Now I don't even know if I should believe you or not. Your mouth is full of false words, always saying I'm the only one, but then suddenly you're engaged to another woman."

  Pei Si Cheng was taken aback by her words, "When did I ever get engaged to someone else? On that Ferris wheel ride, I only proposed to you..."

  Paisley's words suddenly broke off at this point.

  He suddenly remembered that there was once a fake engagement ceremony to satisfy Zhang Mengxue's mother's last wish, and then gave the video tape of the engagement to Zhang's mother.

  Song Yuqiao took advantage of Pei Shichen's daze and struggled out of his arms, but Pei Shichen quickly grabbed her wrist.

  Song Yuqiao is now very annoyed in her heart, she doesn't know if Pei Si Cheng's daze just now was guilt or thinking of a way to muddle through this matter.

  "Let go."

  Pei Su Cheng not only didn't let go, but instead stood up and wrapped Song Yu Qiao in his arms. "I've said it before, you're the only woman I have, I haven't cheated on you. As for my fiancée... are you talking about Zhang Meng Xue?"

  Song Yuqiao was held in Pei Shuchen's arms, and the power gap between men and women was already very large. She couldn't break free now, so she turned her face away and didn't look at Pei Shuchen.

  Pei Su Cheng said: "That's fake, just a show, it was recorded by someone Gu Qingcheng found to help, and the recording was only shown to Zhang Mengxue's mother, it can be considered as her last wish. If you don't believe me, you can call Gu Qingcheng right now, he still has the original VHS tape of that engagement video, with a record of the time, three days after the video was recorded, Zhang Mengxue's mother passed away..."

  He said these words, but Song Yuqiao still looked like she didn't believe him. He directly placed the palm of his hand on her cheek and leaned in close to stare into her clear eyes. "Yuqiao, look at my eyes now, am I deceiving you?"

  Song Yuqiao was forced to face Pei Shichen, and now his eyes were a little sour.

  "Believe it or not?" said Pei Su Cheng.

  Song Yuqiao looked at him for a long time, then shook his head and retreated: "I don't know."

  She believed Pei Si Cheng, but from then on, she seemed to be an onlooker, looking at the silly and naive Xia Chuchu five years ago, and suddenly felt that men's words might not be completely trustworthy, including Pei Si Cheng.

  At this time, Pei Si Cheng really felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

  He didn't want much, just a sentence of trust from Song Yuqiao, but in the end, he did so much and was completely denied because of some unknown things at that time.

  Song Yuqiao saw the deep disappointment in Pei Shichen's eyes, and his heart ached for a moment. Before his cerebral cortex could give orders, he reflexively grabbed Pei Shichen's elbow.

  She always had a soft heart and when facing Pei Si Cheng, she wanted to harden her heart several times but it was all in vain.

  Such mood continued until the bidding meeting of urban construction in the afternoon.

  It was originally a very important bidding meeting, and Song Yuqiao had also prepared for a long time. When it was time to go on stage to show off, he should have been confident, but as soon as he went on stage, something went wrong. The U disk that was inserted was not the previously prepared design PPT, but rather some financial statements.

  Song Yuqiao suddenly panicked.

  She picked up the wrong PPT, but that was okay, after all, it was just a supporting tool for her presentation. However, as she held onto the script, she became even more nervous, feeling like she had never felt before - her heart racing extremely fast. Just then, the door to the venue creaked open slightly, and Song Yuqiao suddenly felt a wave of nausea wash over her, causing her to drop the script in her hand, make an apologetic gesture, and rush off the stage towards the restroom outside.

  As a result, what was even more astonishing to everyone was that the president of the Pei Group, Pei Si Cheng, also followed him out, leaving behind all these people who had come to participate in the bidding.

  Li Bei had no choice but to come out and mediate, at critical moments, he still had to go up.

  Pei Si chased Song Yuqiao all the way and directly ran into the women's restroom, which led to two women's silent screams. A cleaning aunt directly held a broom in front of her and said, "Don't you have some public morality? This is a female toilet, next door is a male toilet, are your eyes bad?"

  "Pei Si Cheng was really embarrassed, 'My wife is not feeling well, she went in to vomit, I'm worried and wasn't paying attention, so I followed her in, sorry.'"

  The cleaning aunt saw that Pei Si Cheng was also dignified and handsome, a typical "girl killer" and "housewife killer", so she put down the broom and said: "You go out and wait, I'll help you take a look at your wife."

  Pei Si Cheng had no choice but to retreat, standing in the corridor, and for the time being, he couldn't care about the bidding meeting on the other side. This time, he brought a pack of cigarettes and a lighter with him, so he lit one up.

  As the cigarette smoke curled up, Pei's heart also gradually calmed down.

  Why did Song Yuqiao know about the engagement video?

  He had never mentioned it to Song Yuqiao, and besides, if calculated, it should have been about ten years ago, and it was still fake, who would mention it?

  Song Yuqiao suddenly mentioned this engagement video after recovering his memory...

  That's right, it should be Zhang Mengxue who gave it to Song Yuqiao to look at.

  Five years ago...

  Zhang Mengxue was abroad, and it was impossible for her to get the video in her hands. Then who sent it to her from home? Besides Zheng Jiawei, who else could it be?

  Pei Si narrowed his eyes, and in his deep pupils, a few more sharp lights had already appeared.

  He suddenly realized that five years ago, why Song Yuqiao wanted to strangle the newborn baby to death. He had always thought it was postpartum depression, but now it seems that there is indeed another reason.

  Pais took a drag on his cigarette and then brutally crushed the butt against the wall, tossing it into the trash can with a flourish.

  In the women's restroom, Song Yuqiao vomited severely, spitting out everything she had eaten at noon. Her stomach churned and turned over until it was completely empty, all acid, and her throat felt uncomfortable from the vomiting.

  During this time, Song Yuqiao had a bit of a stomach problem, vomiting whatever she ate, and having no appetite for anything. Fortunately, her mother was away on a trip, and Pei Si Cheng was confined to the Jinshui apartment by Song Yuqiao herself, so only Pei Xiao Huo, a little guy, accompanied her, without anyone else knowing. Song Yuqiao thought that in two days she would go to the hospital for a gastrointestinal examination.

  She finished vomiting, took out a tissue to wipe her mouth, and the cleaning aunt behind her suddenly said: "Little girl, your morning sickness reaction is too strong, always prepare oranges or lemons by your side, smelling that smell will make you feel better."

  Song Yuqiao heard the two words "morning sickness" and reflexively froze for a moment, looking at the cleaning aunt.

  The cleaning aunt said: "When I was pregnant with my daughter, the first three months of morning sickness were particularly severe. Sometimes I vomited until I felt empty in my stomach, all sour. After passing the third month, it got better. Yours is not that serious."

  Song Yuqiao blinked and said "Thank you, Auntie."

  Song Yuqiao was also restless during this period, because her stomach wasn't feeling well. She had been like that since she was a child and thought it was just due to gastrointestinal issues. She hadn't considered the possibility of pregnancy at all. It wasn't until this unfamiliar cleaning aunt mentioned it that Song Yuqiao suddenly remembered. After calculating the time, she realized that her period was already more than a month late.

  Won't really be pregnant?

  At this critical juncture.

  Song Yuqiao walked out of the bathroom with a slow pace, her hand stuck to her lower abdomen, frowning, and her mind was a bit messy.

  Pei Si Cheng happened to have just finished smoking a cigarette and put it out, then walked up.

  "Weren't you in the conference room? Why did you come out too?" Song Yuqiao was surprised to see Pei Si Cheng, and the bidding meeting was also prepared by Pei's company for nearly a month. Now it can't be cancelled just because of her mistake.

  "It's okay, Lei Bei has already gone to explain," Pei Si Cheng grasped Song Yu Qiao's palm, "How did you suddenly throw up?"

  Song Yuqiao was still not good at lying in front of Pei Cheng, but fortunately, the two were still in a unclear and ambiguous cold war period, so she casually replied: "Maybe it's because I ate something unclean for lunch."

  Bai Si Cheng didn't ask any more questions and after returning to the conference room, he let Li Bei be more careful in choosing dishes for meals.

  Back to the bidding meeting, more than half of it has passed, and only three companies are left. Due to Li Bei's explanation, Pei Shi still had a chance to make another explanation at the end. This time, the explanation was made by Pei Si himself.

  With Pei Sheng Cheng around, Song Yu Qiao suddenly felt an unusual sense of relief in her heart and completely regained her composure. With just one glance or gesture from Pei Sheng Cheng, Song Yu Qiao could hand over the materials he needed by her side, or distribute the printed materials to everyone present at the fastest speed.

  Finally, when Pei Si Cheng bowed slightly, the CEO surprisingly led the applause.

  After the finale, Song Yuqiao privately heard that this was the real ending.

  Song Yuqiao finally let out a sigh of relief in her heart, and it was best that she didn't mess up the order due to her own mistake.

  At night, Song Yuqiao first picked up Pei Haoyu from the Pei family's large courtyard and then returned to Jinshui Apartment. As usual, Pei Si was left outside, free to go out and have fun as he pleased.

  In front of the Jinshui apartment, Song Yuqiao pulled down Bai Haoyu from the car. Bai Haoyu waved goodbye to his dad with an unusually cheerful tone, "Dad, see you later!"

  Song Yu held onto Pei Huaiyu's chubby little hand, standing at the entrance of the apartment, waiting until Pei Si Cheng's car slowly drove away and was no longer in sight before pulling the little guy in the opposite direction.

  Bae Ho-yong was puzzled, "Qiao Qiao, aren't we going back?"

  Song Yuqiao explained: "Auntie went to the pharmacy to buy some cold medicine."

  ………………

  Pei Si started the car and didn't head back to Hua Yuan directly. He put on his Bluetooth headset and gave Gu Qingcheng a call.

  It was noisy on the other end of the phone, and the one who answered wasn't Gu Qingcheng, but rather Liang Yi.

  "Third brother, come on, at the bar."

  Since the night color of Gu Qingcheng was temporarily closed due to his laziness, a few people's gathering place moved from Night Color to Beloved Bar, which is considered to be giving Pei Si Cheng a show, but it's actually just taking advantage of Pei Si Cheng's benefits, with free drinks and a luxurious private room.

  Pei Si hung up the phone, turned the steering wheel and drove towards the bar.

  Inside Beloved's bar.

  At this time, the nightlife really began. Pei Si Cheng walked into the bar and onto the stage on the other side, half-closing his eyes as he faced those young people playing with the drum set.

  Actually, in Vancouver, the night before picking up Xia Chuchu from Beloved's bar, Pei Sicheng had seen her once before at this same bar. Xia Chuchu might have been feeling restless and jumped onto the stage to play a set of drums, just like in the photo she left on her MSN, with a radiant smile.

  That time I saw this little girl was completely different from the first time we met in the heavy rain.

  Pei Si Cheng stood in the shadows behind the bar, puffing on a cigarette, gazing at Song Yu Qiao on stage, her smiling face and flushed cheeks, completely carefree.

  Suddenly, someone behind him bumped into Pei Sheng, and Pei Sheng narrowed his eyes and turned around.

  Liáng Yì's face lit up with a smile, "Third Brother, which little girl have you set your sights on this time?"

  Pei Si raised an eyebrow and turned his head to glance at Liang Yi.

  Liáng Yì looks like this, one glance and you can tell he's had too much to drink. If it weren't for his handsome face, the way he's laughing now would be a bit silly.

  Liang Yi still held a cup of wine in his hand and hooked onto Pei Si Cheng's back: "Third brother, when are you going to return my chef to me?"

  Liáng Yì couldn't forget, the last time Pei Si Cheng took Song Yu Qiao to his private restaurant at home for dinner, it just happened to be exactly to Song Yu Qiao's taste. The next day, Pei Si Cheng directly took away this chef he had dug up at a high price.

  Pei Si Cheng took a cup of wine from Liang Yi's hand and brought it over, pointing to the table in the center, saying: "Xiao Liu."

  Liang Yi giggled twice and leaned in, "Huh?"

  "Go up there and dance a bit, and brother will return the kitchen to you," said Pei Si Cheng.

  Liang Yi indeed had too much to drink, otherwise who wouldn't know that the three sentences promised by Pei San were two and a half sentences of nonsense.

  Li Xiaoliu really did it, directly climbing onto the prince and shouting into the microphone: "Come on, today I'll give you a spacewalk."

  Someone over there has already started recording with their phone, and Pei Si Cheng directly stepped forward and walked into the private room.

  Is it necessary for him to record it himself? Just retrieve the surveillance footage tomorrow.

  The person who came in to open the door was Xue Miao. Xue Miao asked casually, "Xiao Liu went to the entrance to pick you up, did he see anyone?"

  Paisong took off his jacket and sat down on the sofa, "Go dance striptease on the table."

  As soon as the sentence was finished, Lu Jingzhong, Xue Miao and Tang Yukuo had already taken out their mobile phones and left the private room, leaving behind Gu Qingcheng and Li Mu, who were not interested in this matter.

  Pei Sicheng lay down on the couch in Changsha and found a comfortable position, closed his eyes and thought about the problem.

  Gu Qingcheng thought Pei Si Cheng was still worried about the messy things of Song's family, Song Yu Qiao's stepmother and said: "I have already sent someone to find Su Chao, have you informed Xu Shuo? Through the police station to check the household registration and screening, it is faster, and then find people to screen."

  Pei Si nodded: "Mm, found."

  Li Mu was puzzled: "Then what are you worried about now?"

  Gu Qingcheng took a sip of wine, "What else could it be, isn't it just about wives and children?"

  Pei Su was indeed worried about his wife and children, but in his mind, he had already analyzed it thoroughly. He thought that five years ago, Zhang Mengxue and Song Yuqiao were in the same car, one died and one was injured, Zheng Jiawei should have known about it. Otherwise, why did Zheng Jiawei take Zhang Mengxue's will and entrust her only sister to him instead of taking care of her herself?

  For Zhang Menglin, Pei Si Cheng only lent a helping hand and didn't intentionally restrict her. He just stretched out his hand to give her a push when she wanted to do something. For the two sisters, Zhang Mengxue and Zhang Menglin, he was truly clear of conscience.

  Pei Si suddenly thought of Qi Xuan, who had taken Zhang Mengxue's ashes away five years ago and had not been seen since. However, Qi Xuan suddenly appeared, first relocating Zhang Mengxue's ashes back to C City, then showing up at the cemetery, where he had completely unaware Song Yuqiao take a photo of him...

  Paisu had a faint feeling that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

  Pei Si Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, sat up straight, picked up a glass of wine from the table, swirled it around, and the light from the lamp above made the champagne-colored liquid appear somewhat mottled. He said to Gu Qingcheng: "Lend me some capable people from your side for a few days."

  ………………

  Inside Jinshui Apartment.

  Song Yuqiao followed the usual routine, first giving Pei Hangyu a bath, then hot milk, and then went to the bathroom to vomit once, but it was much better than the one during the day.

  Pei Hangyu was also a little demon, and he could see that Qiaoqiao was uncomfortable. So he drank some milk and rubbed his round belly, "Qiaoqiao, I'm sleeping by myself today!"

  Song Yuqiao put down the storybook he had picked up, "Don't need Auntie to tell stories anymore?"

  Bae Ho-young nodded heavily: "No need, I can fall asleep on my own."

  Song Yuqiao raised his hand and adjusted the air conditioner's temperature to a sleeping temperature, turned off the wall lamp, and immediately went out the door.

  Just now went into the pharmacy, Song Yuqiao directly bought three pregnancy test sticks to avoid the unexpected result like last time.

  This time, Song Yuqiao checked the instructions repeatedly during the inspection, and her hands were shaking when she walked into the bathroom.

  Last time, when she was tested for pregnancy in the mall, Song Yuqiao was certain that she couldn't get pregnant and belonged to infertility, so there was no psychological pressure at all, but this time...

  Song Yuqiao was in the bathroom, she had taken three pregnancy tests. When it was time, she placed the test strips side by side on the table and took a deep breath before opening her eyes.

  Three pregnancy test sticks. One of them has a clear line, another one is slightly lighter, and the other two have double lines, no fake at all.

  At this moment, Song Yuqiao really didn't know whether it was joy in her heart or more shock.

  She involuntarily raised her hand and stroked her belly.

  The feeling at this moment is really the same as Xia Chuchu's in her dream...

  Apprehensive...... delighted...... or is it more joyful?

  There is a small life that has existed in her own belly all along, and this mother-to-be was really too careless to find out until now.

  It wasn't until she heard her phone ringing that Song Yuqiao finally came back to herself.

  She wiped her cheek, it was wet, and she had actually cried.

  What a shame.

  The phone call was made by her sister Song Shuang.

  Sister.

  ………………

  Song Shuying also heard from her mother that Yu Qiao had recently recalled the memories she lost five years ago, so she called to ask.

  Then, Song Yuqiao roughly told the story of five years ago. Song Shuying sat in the car with a big belly and wasn't feeling well, so she changed her posture to put her legs on the seat. Her gaze fell on the neon lights flashing on the golden sign outside the car window.

  Song Shuying understood her own sister and naturally knew what Song Yuqiao was thinking by listening to the tone of her voice.

  She said: "To think about it, five years ago, you were eighteen or nineteen years old, and Pei Su Cheng was twenty-seven. You were still young and hadn't experienced many things. After getting pregnant, you felt extremely insecure and your emotions were easily stirred up, so it's possible that you did something extreme. But all of that is in the past now, and her death isn't something you should blame yourself for. Pei Su Cheng was also too young and arrogant, he never doubted his own decisions, thinking that everything he did was correct."

  Song Shuying paused for a moment, then continued: "As for Pei Si Cheng's fiancée, I don't know if it was true or not. Even if it was, it's all in the past tense now. It's been five years since then. People really shouldn't keep thinking about the past. Sometimes, when you should let go, just let go."

  "But, sis..."

  "Do you still remember Grandma telling us about Grandpa?"

  Song Yuqiao was stunned and didn't know why her sister suddenly mentioned their grandmother, so she just nodded, "What's up?"

  Song Shuying said: "Grandpa also had a time of being infatuated when he was young."

  Sister said so, Song Yuqiao suddenly remembered.

  Yes, when Song Yuqiao was about to enter high school, her grandmother told her and her sister Song Shuying something that happened before their marriage. At that time, both Grandma Song and Grandpa Song were approaching the age of marriage, but suddenly Grandpa Song proposed to postpone the wedding. Grandma Song secretly investigated and found out that Grandpa Song indeed had another woman on the side. The two began a cold war, then quarreled, and within three months, they broke up and got back together three times. In the end, they still reconciled, but their wedding was postponed for half a year.

  At that time, Song Shuying also asked Old Lady Song: "Is there really such a woman?"

  Mrs. Song nodded: "Yes, and at that time they were in contact with each other, in the same military region. Later, the old man also admitted it and apologized for it. But who can be young without being infatuated? Your grandfather frankly said that he just enjoyed the feeling of being admired by women, but I couldn't find that kind of admiration here. It's just that your grandfather finally found his way back."

  Song Shuying sighed and said to Song Yuqiao, "Xiao Qiao, just like grandma said, who hasn't had a moment of infatuation? What's important is afterwards. Now with Pei Si Cheng, you don't have to be completely obedient all the time, you can let him cool off for a while. Men are all like this, if they don't lose something, they'll never know how to cherish it. Let him experience the feeling of gain and loss, then he'll treasure it even more."

  Song Shuying cut off the phone line and pursed her lips.

  To love with all your heart and soul will inevitably lead to hurt, that's for sure, unless you don't love at all, then you'll be as hard as steel.

  Han Jinyu walked out of the building with a middle-aged man who had a big belly and a young girl who looked quite delicate by his side.

  Three people didn't know what they were talking about outside, but that little girl's smile on her face looked really shy.

  Song Shuying lay there, watching the scene outside with a serious expression, until Han Jinyu came over to open the car door and get in.

  "Is it settled?"

  Han Jinyu's voice was slightly low: "Uh-huh."

  "That little girl doesn't look bad." Song Shuying said with a teasing tone, "The big boss is really generous, giving you several billion in working capital and even wanting to pair his own daughter with you."

  Han Jin-yu's hand on the steering wheel stopped, and he turned off the car that had already been started. He turned around, pulled Song Shuying over to him, and helped her fasten her seatbelt. "Xiao Ying, don't think nonsense."

  "I didn't think of anything," Song Shuying said, "I've always had my own principles. When I'm someone's mistress, I'll be a mistress. Who made me so cheap that I had to follow you in the first place? At worst, my son will just be born as an illegitimate child, no big deal."

  Han Jin-yu grasped Song Shuying's hand tightly, his eyes deepening a few degrees, "Xiao Ying, I will..."

  Song Shuying stretched out two fingers to cover Han Jinyu's lips, shaking her head gently: "Don't make promises to me. If you promise but can't keep it, I'll be very sad. Hurry up and drive, your son is almost starving, he just kicked me."

  Across Song Shuying's now very large belly, Han Jinyu kissed Song Shuying's lips, with a ruthless reluctance to part.

  Song Shuying also responded with force, until her lips were swollen and red.

  Han Jinyu's fingertips brushed against Song Shuying's lips, then he turned around, shifted gears, and the car started moving.

  Song Shuying looked out of the car window, silently supplementing in her belly what she had just not said.

  Never make promises to me, so I won't have hope and will never be disappointed.

  ………………

  August

  In C City, there are three major events that have been put on the agenda one after another. The first is about the completion of the film and television studio project under Pei's company. The second is Zhang Menglin's 18th birthday party. The third is Ye's competition for the position of chairman, which is an internal struggle, but it involves business circles, not only in the entertainment headlines, but also in financial reports.

  Song Yuqiao flipped through the newspaper on the table with one hand, drinking freshly squeezed corn juice, glanced at the time, and got up to walk towards the law firm across the street.

  This time she came to Shen Zhenliang's law firm, she wanted to ask about the legal procedures for transferring shares, after all, it was only about four or five months ago that she had transferred her shares.

  This time, Shen Chenliang specially received Song Yuqiao. Shen Chenliang and Lu Jingchong were high school classmates, and later met Song Yuqiao at a gathering, so they knew each other.

  While waiting for Song Yuqiao to explain the meaning, Shen Zhenliang said: "I'll help you draft a share transfer agreement. I'll find someone to notarize it here. When the time comes, both parties will sign on the spot. If you're still worried, I can be present when the shares are transferred."

  "Ah, thank you."

  Song Yuqiao came out of Shen Zhenliang's law firm, because she had been suffering from severe morning sickness recently. Every time she took a private car, she would feel dizzy and nauseous, so whenever she went out, she would take the subway or bus, and walk around when she was free.

  She went to the Pei family's mansion to pick up Pei Xiaohuo, but when she arrived, she found that Zheng Jiawei was also there, playing Go with Pei Linfeng. Pei Haoyu had moved a small stool to stand in front of the table, his two little hands holding his cheeks.

  However, the little guy thought that watching chess was really boring, so he moved his small stool to the entrance and sat down, just in time to see Qiaoqiao coming.

  "Jiao Jiao!"

  Pei Linfeng heard Sunzi's voice, looked up and saw Zheng Jiawei making a move, Pei Linfeng then moved his horse and directly captured Zheng Jiawei's general.

  Zheng Jiawei called out, "Uncle Pei, no way! I'll redo this step. I just got distracted."

  This sentence is obviously referring to Song Yuqiao who just entered the door.

  "Want to take back your move again?"

  Zheng Jiawei smiled: "Forget it, anyway my Go skills are just half-baked, learned from my dad, and I'm here to lose face in front of you."

  As she spoke, Zheng Jiawei stood up and smiled at Song Yuqiao: "Yuqiao, come to pick up Pei Xiaohuo?"

  Song Yuqiao nodded slightly, Pei Linfeng packed up the chess pieces by himself and ignored Song Yuqiao, who stood there feeling a bit awkward.

  Zheng Jiawei seemed to be enjoying the show and also stopped talking.

  Mrs. Pei had already walked out of the kitchen, she particularly liked this daughter-in-law, and directly walked over to behind the table, lifted her foot and gave Pei Linfeng a kick, "Yujiao, stay for dinner tonight, Xiaohuo has been raving about Jiaojiao's egg pancakes all day, saying they're especially delicious, I'm craving them now."

  Pei Xiao Huo pulled Song Yu Qiao's hand, looked up at Old Lady Pei and pouted: "Grandma, you're really too hypocritical, it's clear that you yourself are craving to eat."

  Song Yuqiao went to wash her hands and entered the kitchen, while Mrs. Pei complained to Pei Linfeng behind her: "What's wrong with you, old man? You're showing that ugly face to your daughter-in-law! Be careful or I'll leave home!"

  Pei Linfeng: "......"

  Mrs. Pei continued, "When the time comes, I'll let you live a solitary and quiet life. I'll move over to live with my son and daughter-in-law... You, Qiao, do more! If we can't finish eating it, I'll put it in the fridge!"

  “……”

  For just a few pieces of stinky tofu and some egg pancakes, Pei Linfeng was bought off by his old partner, it can only be described in four words: no comment.

  Bae Ho-yul is playing happily in the children's room, Song Yu-qiao is cooking a few simple dishes in the kitchen, Zheng Jia-wei also followed behind, watching Song Yu-qiao chopping vegetables with admiration, saying: "Your culinary skills are really good, I've heard Bae San mention you several times that you can both enter the hall and cook in the kitchen."

  Song Yuqiao smiled: "It's not that amazing, I just know how to make some simple home-cooked dishes." The girl looked down.

  "I don't even know how to make simple home-cooked dishes," Zheng Jiawei said, "Why don't you teach me how to make it when we get back, I'll go make it for my boyfriend to eat, that's settled then."

  "Qiao Qiao!" Pei Huan Yu rushed in from outside, "Qiao Qiao, my collar is choking me to death."

  Bai Haoyu's whole body itched like he had fleas, and he ran to Song Yuqiao and Qiao, scratching his ears and cheeks.

  "Don't move for now."

  Song Yuqiao wiped his hands, took a look at the brand logo on Pei Huaiyu's collar, then found a small pair of scissors and carefully cut off the logo. "Done."

  Bae Ho-young happily ran out to play.

  Zheng Jiawei raised an eyebrow, with some doubts in her heart.

  "This kid is quite close to you," Zheng Jiawei leaned forward, with her elbows on the table. "Do you know this kid's biological mother Xia Chuchu?"