Paisong's red wine glass was empty, and the fringe of Xiaoyuan's hair in front of him was wet and stuck to his forehead, almost transparent with a splash of red wine, revealing an even more breathtaking view inside.

  Yuan Pengfei's tongue was a bit knotted: "This..."

  Pei Si Cheng didn't hesitate to pull out his hand from inside the shirt, shook his head in disgust, then pulled out a tissue to wipe his hands: "Manager Yuan, I have someone in my heart."

  Yuan Pengfei's brain was a bit dizzy and he asked: "Who is it?"

  Pei Si raised an eyebrow and made a "please, don't see me off" gesture, saying: "The woman who just called."

  Woman!

  Yuan Pengfei was a bit stunned, he thought the person who just called was Pei Sicheng's darling son! It turned out to be a woman! With such a spoiled tone...

  I thought this contract was a done deal, but who knew Pei Si Cheng's taste would be so picky.

  The woman on the other end of the phone! Who is it?

  Coming out of the room, Xiaoyuan followed behind and asked weakly: "Manager Yuan, about that money..."

  Yuan Pengfei pushed her away and scolded, "You didn't even sell it successfully, yet you still want the money for selling your body!" His hand lightly touched the woman's soft chest, and his hand suddenly tightened. "Why not just serve me then? After all, selling to anyone is still selling."

  He opened another room and when Xiaoyuan went to take a bath, he gave an assignment to the assistant below: "Follow Pei Su Cheng for me and find out that woman!"

  ………………

  The next morning, Song Yuqiao woke up before six o'clock. She put the cleaned beans and walnuts into the soy milk machine, washed her hands, made a few egg pancakes, tomato ham slices, and lettuce rolls, and was about to wake up Pei Hangyu when the little guy had already woken up and was walking towards the fragrance as if in a trance.

  "What's this?" Pei Hangyu reached out his hand to take it.

  "Omelette," Song Yuqiao tapped Pei Hangyu's shoulder: "Go brush your teeth."

  While eating, Pei Huaiyu took out his mobile phone and took two photos of the egg cake and soy milk on the table and sent them to Pei Si Cheng with a line of text: Qiao's loving bento [heart].

  An hour later, Pei Si got off the plane and received a text message from his son as soon as he turned on his phone. He paused for a moment before sending a text message to Pei Haoyu: There is a parent-teacher conference at 5 pm this afternoon, I will let your new mom go with you.

  Put away his phone, Pei Si thought of Pei Hang Yu's possible expression and smiled.

  At half past four in the afternoon, Li Bei knocked on the door and walked into Pei Si Cheng's office with a schedule: "Boss, there is a parent-teacher conference for Xiao Shao at five o'clock. Do we need to prepare a car?"

  Pei Si Cheng sat behind his office desk, typing away on his keyboard, and two neat words popped out: "No need."

  Ling Bei's heart sank, "Not again, is the boss going to make him attend another parent-teacher conference for young master?" The painful experience of the last time he went to see the teacher was still fresh in his mind.

  Jian Li Bei didn't leave, Pei Si raised his gaze from above the mirror frame: "Anything else?"

  "It's nothing, don't mind me..." Li Bei hastily grabbed his file folder and left, letting out a long sigh of relief after exiting the office. He had narrowly escaped disaster, but who would be the one to take the fall for this parent-teacher conference? In his heart, Li Bei silently lit a candle for that person.

  The person who was quietly lighting candles is Song Yuqiao.

  At this moment, she indeed needs someone to light a candle for her.

  From clocking in this morning to now, she's almost been driven mad.