Fortunately, it wasn't a water outage, but Bae Hwan-young's hands were full of foam while taking a shower and he couldn't turn the hot water heater.

  Pae Ho-yub's entire body was covered in thick foam, including his forehead and ears, with only a pair of shiny black eyes exposed.

  How can I wash myself clean like this?

  "Why are you staring at me! Get out!" Bae Ho-yul, holding a long towel, wanted to wrap it around his stomach, but it seemed like he had eaten too much at night and his belly was round and bulging.

  Song Yuqiao looked at Pei Huaiyu's appearance and laughed, his mouth hooked up, then took the loofah in his hand and rushed towards Pei Huaiyu, who let out a loud cry and tried to run away, but was caught by Song Yuqiao, who scrubbed him with a towel.

  Bai Hangyu splashed around, getting Song Yuqiao's pajamas completely wet. He looked like he had just been fished out of the water and said with a particularly embarrassed tone: "You saw me naked! You have to take responsibility for me!"

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  With this little guy, Song Yuqiao didn't have any spare time to think about the annoying things of the Ye family for the whole night. He settled Pei Hangyu in the room and turned off the lights.

  "Go to bed early, you still have school tomorrow."

  "Hmm!"

  Bai Haoyu obediently closed his eyes, but perked up his ears and heard the sound of the door closing. A pair of big bright eyes immediately opened again.

  He took out his mobile phone from his small school bag and sent a text message to Peis.

  "Dad, Qiaoqiao made braised pork ribs with sugar and vinegar for me tonight, gave me a bath, and said she's going to take care of me! Are you feeling lonely and cold by yourself?"

  After sending the message, Pei Hangyu rolled over twice on the soft bed alone, grinning from ear to ear and laughing silently.

  After a few minutes, Bae Ho-young received a text message from his dad with only one word: "Mm."

  Bae Ho-young hummed in discontent, really sulky.

  The gloomy man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with a view of the city's night scene, and dialed Song Yuqiao's number using his personal mobile phone.

  Song Yuqiao had just wiped his hair and came out of the bathroom when he heard his mobile phone buzzing on the bed.

  She had already changed "Pei Xiao Huo's dad" to "Director Pei", reminding her that even if she answered the phone, she could immediately switch roles and politely call him "Director Pei".

  "Are you tired?" came Pei Si's low voice from the receiver.

  Song Yuqiao was taken aback and asked in return: "What hardship?"

  "Take care of the child."

  If she said it wasn't hard, that would be too fake. If she said it was hard, that would be too embarrassing. Song Yuqiao chose a middle-of-the-road answer.

  "It's okay, it's even harder for you to raise a child on your own."

  "Knowing is enough."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  What's the use of knowing...? I'm not a kid's mom.

  …………

  Hanging up the phone, Pei Shuai put away his mobile phone and turned around to face the couple sitting on the sofa, spreading out his arms: "Sorry, one day apart is like three autumns, too sticky."

  “……”

  The man is Yuan Pengfei, the deputy general manager of Fengteng. The delicate girl sitting on his left is a carefully selected concubine, absolutely clean and meeting Pei Shicheng's consistent standards for choosing female companions. He even had his assistant summarize the advantages of all the women Pei Shicheng had brought to various occasions before selecting this beauty.

  Yuan Pengfei smiled: "I heard that Master is very cute, Xiaoyuan loves children the most."

  The woman, called Xiaoyuan, immediately stood up from the sofa and showed a very delicate smile on her face, naturally getting close to him, "I have a younger brother who is also four or five years old, he's really cute."

  "Oh?" Pei Si raised an eyebrow and picked up a cup of wine from the table.

  "This one word seemed to have encouraged Xiao Yu, 'Yes, children are all little angels, the treasures in their parents' palms, General Pei...'"

  Xiaoyuan said, her hand had already slipped under Pei Sicheng's shirt and, seeing that he didn't refuse, her fingers moved in a series of quick, piano-like motions, followed by a laugh.

  This laugh was particularly charming, and even Yuan Pengfei felt his heart skip a beat when he heard it.

  He thought this contract was probably gone, so he prepared to exit. "Director Pei, if there's nothing else, I'll just leave first..."

  He had barely finished speaking when he heard a shrill cry from behind him and hastily turned around.