Pei Haoyu took out his mobile phone and flipped through the communication records. Mu Xiaodong peeked over from the side, Pei Haoyu patted his shoulder: "Don't sneak a peek!"

  He flipped through the phone book, but couldn't find anyone who could be his mother. Suddenly, when he saw Song Yuqiao's number, his eyes lit up, and he said to Mu Xiaodong: "I'll call my mom! You don't have to follow me..."

  …………

  Song Yuqiao was drafting a divorce agreement when he received Pei Hangyu's phone call.

  She hadn't thought about this stuff for three years, but now she suddenly wants to write it down. It's really hard to pick up her pen, and staring at the computer screen makes her eyes a bit sour. She rubbed her eyes and dripped two drops of eye medicine, just as her phone rang.

  Because she had her eyes closed, she didn't see the phone screen and answered directly: "Hello, I'm Song Yuqiao."

  Bai Hangyu's tender voice came from the receiver: "Qiao Qiao, my butt is about to hurt to death, no one takes care of me..."

  Song Yuqiao suddenly sat up straight and asked, "Where's your dad?"

  "My dad has a meeting and doesn't have time to pick me up..."

  "Where are you now?"

  "Yesterday at the entrance of First Experimental Primary School, you bumped into me, so you have to take responsibility for it..."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Bai Hangyu was afraid that the fire wouldn't be big enough, so he pinched his throat and said: "Hurry up and come, if you don't come I'll die..."

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  Although Song Yuqiao and Pei Xiaohuo said they had no relationship, she could have abandoned him, but it was strange that after learning she couldn't have children, she felt an inexplicable closeness to kids, especially this little one, really overflowing with maternal love.

  She shook her head, closed the document, put on her clothes and went out the door.

  The First Experimental Primary School is not far from Jinshui Community, only two streets away, and it takes more than ten minutes to walk there. However, Song Yuqiao was afraid that the little guy would get impatient, so he still took a taxi, which cost him a starting price.

  At this time, there were not many students at the school gate. Far away, Song Yuqiao saw Pei Hangyu and another little boy standing shoulder to shoulder in front of the green belt.

  Before she could even walk over, Pei Huai Yu had already said something to the little classmate and then quickly ran over with his backpack on, pulling her hand and turning around to leave.

  "Where do you want to go?"

  "I want to ride the Cloud Strider!"

  Song Yuqiao was surprised, "Don't your buttocks hurt?"

  Bai Hangyu opened his mouth, revealing a row of white teeth: "As soon as I see you, everything is fine!"

  At the same time, Li Bei, who had been hiding in the car and observing Pei Hangyu's every move, was taken aback when he saw Song Yuqiao, his eyes wide with surprise.

  The boss is really amazing!

  He quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed a number for Pei Cheng.

  "Boss, young master and Miss Song have left, I heard they went to the amusement park to play."

  "Alright, thank you for your hard work."

  He almost dropped his phone just now.

  The usually cold and bossy boss surprisingly asked me: Are you tired?

  Isn't there something wrong with my ears?

  …………

  In front of the Cloudy Sky Ferris wheel, a long queue was formed, consisting of adults holding hands with little children.

  Song Yuqiao bought popcorn and lemon tea, Pei Hangyu happily took over, with a showy expression.

  "Does your butt still hurt?"

  Bae Ho-young shook his head.

  She squatted down and gently patted Pei Huan Yu's butt, Pei Huan Yu immediately let out a loud cry, rubbed his nose, "I'm really not in pain!"

  Song Yuqiao hugged her arms.

  Bae Ho-young: “...Alright, I won’t sit down.”

  Song Yuqiao finally felt a sense of relief in her heart, because she was also afraid of heights and couldn't ride the roller coaster. But now looking at Pei Hangyu's disappointed expression, she felt like she had deceived this little kid, and her heart felt a bit guilty, saying: "What do you want to eat?"

  Bai Hangyu snatched up a handful of popcorn and stuffed it into his mouth, "Whatever!"

  Song Yuqiao took Pei Hangyu to eat Brazilian barbecue, the little guy saw meat and couldn't move his eyes away, Song Yuqiao's speed of grilling on the iron plate couldn't keep up with Pei Hangyu's eating speed.

  Song Yuqiao took a tissue and helped Pei Hangyu wipe away the sauce from the corner of his mouth, "Eat slowly."

  She now likes Pei Hangyu more and more, although she likes him, he is not her own child, and she will never have her own children again. Thinking of this in her heart is a wave of pain.

  After dinner, Song Yuqiao sent Pei Hangyu back to his home in Huayuan.

  Huayuan is an apartment located in a wealthy district, truly a place where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold. It seems that her guess was not bad, this little guy's family background is indeed rich.

  "Jiao Jiao, come and sit at my place for a while."

  Pei Hangyu, following the principle of courtesy and reciprocity, since Song Yuqiao invited him to a big meal, he also wanted to return the favor, without saying anything, pulled Song Yuqiao's hand and swiped his card into the elevator.

  "Is your father at home?" Song Yuqiao stood at the door, feeling a bit awkward.

  "He said: 'No, my dad is very busy.'"

  For some reason, Song Yuqiao let out a sigh of relief.

  The door lock at home was fingerprint-identified, Pei Hangyu tiptoed, his thumb went up and entered a string of numbers with a beep, the door opened with a sound.

  Song Yuqiao slowed down her pace and followed up, stopping for a moment at the Xuan Gate.

  The first impression of entering the house is... this house really doesn't have a mistress.

  Toys were piled up in a mess on the sofa, with airplane and train models scattered all over the floor, and socks and shoes strewn from the entrance to the stairs.

  But they were all little kids and men's, without a single trace of women left behind.

  Song Yuqiao couldn't help but shake his head, it seemed that behind every successful man, there really was a woman who could be frugal and hold the family together.

  Bae Ho-young said: "Qiao Qiao wait for me! I'll go get you something delicious!"

  He said that and threw off his shoes, running barefoot into the kitchen, leaving Song Yuqiao alone in the living room.

  Song Yuqiao really couldn't bear to look at it, so he helped put the models on the floor into boxes, picked up his clothes and folded them neatly on the sofa, put dirty clothes in the laundry basket, and went to the bathroom along the way.

  As he was pulling up his pants, he suddenly heard a gurgling sound of water, and Song Yuqiao stared with wide eyes.

  The bathroom and toilet were separated by two doors, she tiptoed over, on the second frosted glass door, a tall and slender man's figure was printed from his broad shoulders to his ankles, she panicked suddenly, turned around and bumped into a bottle of shower gel, making a clinking sound.

  Pei Si Cheng thought it was Pei Huang Yu outside and opened the frosted glass door: "Come in and help me wipe my back."