The little guy was crouching in the corner of the wall and crying. Song Yuqiao wanted to go over and comfort him, but his wrist was caught by Pei Si Cheng behind him.

  "Don't mind him, let him cry his fill. It's just that we've been too indulgent with him usually."

  As soon as Pei Si Cheng's words fell, Pei Hang Yu cried even more violently.

  Song Yuqiao lowered his voice, using a tone that only the two people closest to each other could hear: "Where did you get this habit of bringing children? Just now I accompanied her, it was my fault, and I forgot Little Huo in the toilet. If anyone is to blame, it's me."

  She had to speak softly. Afraid that Pei Hangyu would hear, it's just because parents are the best teachers for children, and in front of them, they still have to set a good example.

  Pei Si held her hand tightly and didn't let go, while on the other side Pei Huai Yu cried even harder, facing the wall and crying as if his heart was broken.

  Song Yuqiao really couldn't get rid of it, and didn't know that Pei Sicheng was a grown-up, at this time with a little kid called what's true, but he just wouldn't let go, she directly went over and kissed Pei Sicheng on the lips.

  Pei Chengming was clearly caught off guard, and before he could react, Song Yuqiao had already slipped out of his grasp and walked over to the wall. She squatted down and picked up Pei Haoyu.

  Song Yuqiao pulled the little guy's small shoulders over, letting him lean against his own chest, looking at the little guy's tear-stained face, his heart aching to the point of tearing apart.

  "Good boy, it was Auntie's fault just now. Auntie shouldn't have forgotten about Xiaohuo. Xiaohuo has always been very good and can take care of himself even when Auntie is not around, right?"

  Bai Hangyu initially pushed Song Yuqiao away, turning his face aside and pouting. He didn't speak, but the tears in his eyes flowed even more turbulently.

  Song Yuqiao used his finger to wipe away the tears on Pei Hangyu's face, "Don't cry, you'll become ugly if you cry. You have to be a handsome little fire, right? Little fire is a man, and men don't shed tears, right?"

  Pei Hangyu finally couldn't bear it anymore, stretched out his hand to hug Song Yuqiao, and wiped all his tears on Song Yuqiao's shirt. "Qiao Qiao, I didn't want to cry in the first place. Even when my mom abandoned me, I didn't cry. I thought you also didn't want me..."

  Song Yuqiao's eyes also became moist as she said, "Your mom didn't abandon you, I am your mom, good baby."

  This was a sentence that Song Yuqiao had thought about for a long time in her heart, and every time she saw Pei Hangyu, the tip of her tongue would roll out such a sentence, but she didn't know how to start.

  Now, this sentence has finally been spoken out loud.

  However, when Pei Hangyu heard this sentence, he suddenly stopped crying and looked at Song Yuqiao with a pair of tearful eyes, "Are you going to marry my dad?"

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  She suddenly stared blankly for a moment, unsure what the little guy meant by this sentence.

  Bae Ho-yul blinked, and two tears dropped from his eyes. "You're going to marry my dad and become my stepmom, right?"

  Song Yuqiao hadn't had time to speak, when Pei Hangyu started crying again: "All stepmothers are very cruel, waaah... Qiao Qiao, can you please not marry my dad and become my stepmother?..."

  Pei Cheng sat behind, really couldn't stand his son anymore, so sticky. He got up and walked over, pulling Song Yuqiao up from the ground, trying to take Pei Huanyu out of her arms. Pei Huanyu kicked his short legs, "Don't hold me!"

  Song Yuqiao originally wanted to hold on tight, but was stopped by a glance from Pei Shichen.

  Pei Si Cheng put Pei Huang Yu on the chair, looking down at him from a high position, "Pei Huang Yu, sit properly for me now! Don't lean all over the place!"

  Pei Hangyu sniffled, his crying had stopped, but just now because he cried so hard, he was still gasping for air, and his nose and tears flowed like a small flower cat.

  Song Yu Qiao took out a tissue to help him blow his nose, and then wiped away his tears. "Sit up straight, your dad has something to say, listen carefully."

  Bai Haoyu sat up straight, a pair of red and swollen eyes staring at his dad.

  Bae Se stretched out his hand and pulled a chair over in front of Bae Ho-yoon, sitting down. "Bae Ho-yoon, was what you did just now right?"

  Bai Haoyu rubbed his nose and didn't speak.

  "Pei's tone was a bit stern. 'If you think it's wrong, apologize now and apologize to Qiao.'"

  Bai Hangyu suddenly acted like a big girl, looking a bit shy, twisting her butt on the chair for a while, and when she raised her head, she saw the oil stain on Song Yuqiao's light-colored shirt. She covered her mouth with her hand, her face red, and said to Song Yuqiao: "Sorry, Qiao."

  Song Yu pinched the little guy's head and said "good boy".

  This can be considered as laughing off past grievances.

  Pei Si Cheng used to play both the kind mother and the strict father all by himself, now finally someone shares half of that role.

  Song Yu took Pei Hangyu to the bathroom to wash his face, and Pei Hangyu looked up at him, "Jiao Jiao, this time you must not forget me!"

  "It won't happen again, Auntie guarantees."

  Let's just call her Auntie for now, after all, the little guy needs an adaptation period, and if he asks why she abandoned him in the first place, Song Yuqiao doesn't know what kind of answer to give.

  Pei Si Cheng watched as Song Yu Qiao walked away with Pei Hao Yu, and couldn't help but rub his temples.

  I originally had this intention, and just in time to take advantage of the opportunity, to clarify that Pei Hangyu's biological mother is Song Yuqiao, but when it came to speaking, I really didn't know how to start.

  For some reason, I feel annoyed in my heart, and I take out a cigarette from my pocket. A lighter is already by my hand.

  Pei Si Cheng raised his eyes and saw Xue Miao, then lit a cigarette with the light blue flame of his lighter.

  Xue Miao almost repeated what Liang Yi had just said, saying: "Your older sister from the same father but different mother in the Pei family is a bomb, and she will suddenly explode without warning. Your dad still doesn't know that Song Yuqiao has been divorced, does he?"

  Pai Si took a drag on his cigarette and exhaled slowly, "I know, but I don't know who he got divorced from."

  Xue Miao laughed twice and patted Pei Si Cheng's shoulder: "Pei San, I sympathize with you, marrying a daughter-in-law is harder than ascending to heaven."

  Who says it isn't?

  Especially when Pei Shichen heard Song Yuqiao say that her mother was coming back from Canada.

  "When?" Pei Si's fingers curled up on the steering wheel and his throat tightened.

  "Just these two weeks." Song Yuqiao didn't mind Pei Si's question, she patted Pei Haoyu's back and sat in the back seat. The little guy had cried for a while and was now probably tired from all the commotion, lying on Song Yuqiao's lap with his eyes closed, dozing off. Song Yuqiao said, "Little Fire, sleep first, we'll be home soon, let your dad carry you upstairs."

  Bae Ho-young murmured twice and asked, "Don't you have to go to school?"

  He is also confused, having a one-day holiday, and now it's only half past. Looking for Mu Di.

  "No need, go to sleep obediently."

  In this way, Pei Hangyu finally fell asleep peacefully.

  Pei Si Cheng didn't drive to Hua Yuan, but instead returned to the Pei family's large courtyard and sent Pei Hao Yu to his grandmother's small bed.

  Just placed on the soft little bed, Pei Hangyu woke up dazedly and wanted to hold Song Yuqiao's hand.

  "Jiao Jiao..."

  Song Yuqiao said: "Will Qiao come pick you up tonight?"

  Bai Hangyu didn't forget to make a "pinkie promise" with Song Yuqiao even when he was asleep, anyway he no longer believed his dad's words, now he only believes Qiao's words.

  Mrs. Pei watched from behind, her own grandson was more attached to Song Yuqiao than herself, which didn't make sense. She was the child's grandmother after all, but thinking about it again, she felt relieved. Song Yuqiao would be the child's mother in the future, and there was a generation gap between them, so as an elder, she should yield to the younger one and not compete for favor.

  Song Yuqiao turned around and saw Mrs. Pei leaning against the door frame watching her, smiled: "Auntie is well."

  "Alright, alright," Old Lady Pei smiled, "Let's get started then. Come over and help me pick out a few outfits. I've also picked out a few more online, including a chiffon dress that's especially flowing."

  Then, Song Yuqiao saw this particularly flowing chiffon dress with lace trim on the tablet handed over by Mrs. Pei.

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  This kind of cheongsam, let alone Old Lady Pei, even Song Yuqiao herself couldn't wear it out.

  Pei Si walked over, took a look and chuckled twice. He took the tablet out of Song Yuqiao's hand and handed it back: "Mom, Yuqiao still has to accompany me to the cinema this afternoon. As for clothes, let's help you pick some when we have time."

  Mrs. Pei didn't even have time to speak, her son had already walked away with his arm around his daughter-in-law's waist, but the daughter-in-law was still a bit polite and turned back to say: "Auntie, I'll be off then."

  Mrs. Pei looked at the clothes on her tablet and muttered to herself, how could they not look good? These flowing chiffon dresses are just like those of a fairy.

  Mrs. Pei suddenly had an idea and quickly ran up the stairs to make a phone call to Pei Linfeng, who was already at the military district.

  "Did you return the two cans of tea leaves your daughter-in-law gave you last time?"

  Pei Linfeng gritted his teeth and said: "I spent 5,000 yuan on two cans of tea leaves."

  Oh, Mrs. Pei suddenly understood.

  The son and daughter-in-law must be thinking, I've already given you this old lady a gift, why don't you even return the favor to me? Don't you know that gifts should be reciprocated? Now they're giving me attitude.

  Mrs. Pei was in a good mood and went online to search for "the most suitable gifts for newlyweds", the first thing that caught her eye was the big words "adult products"!

  ………………

  Paisong's hand rested on Song Yuqiao's side, and as they leaned in closer, Song Yuqiao also caught a whiff of the faint scent of smoke on Paisong's body.

  "Have you started smoking again?"

  "Uh-huh."

  He had already reached the car door, Pei Si bent down, his face suddenly close to Song Yuqiao's, and he blew a mouthful of air.

  "Can you smell it? I don't know why I can't smell it." Pei Si Cheng had clearly not drunk any wine at noon because he was driving, but the words that came out of his mouth now were obviously slurred.

  Song Yuqiao couldn't help but turn her face away, avoiding the faint scent of tobacco on his lips: "We're still outside, let's get in the car."

  Pei Si Cheng gazed deeply at Song Yu Qiao, "Then you're saying, as long as it's not outside, I can do whatever I want?"

  "Aren't you leaving yet?" Song Yuqiao was somewhat annoyed, her pale face already flushed with a hint of pink.

  Pei Si tightened his grip on Song Yuqiao's waist, "Don't go."

  Song Yuqiao couldn't help but retort: "Don't go, let's just go back then."

  "Alright, let's go back. Just the two of us, in the bedroom, on the bed," Pei Si whispered into Song Yuqiao's ear, "Yuqiao, I feel like you're wrapping around me, burning hot inside your body... I don't even want to come out..."

  Song Yuqiao's face suddenly ignited, she herself felt that it must be red enough to bleed, and directly used her elbow to push Pei Si Cheng. She really didn't know why the topic would shift to bedroom matters with just one sentence "You're smoking again".

  Pei Si Cheng bowed his head and kissed her lips, just a fleeting kiss, but he couldn't help kissing her again before opening the car door behind Song Yu Qiao, "Let's go."

  On the car, Song Yuqiao calmed down her rapid breathing from Pei Si Cheng's sudden teasing earlier and then said to him: "I've been thinking about this matter..."

  "Hmm, what's up?" Pei Si Cheng had already put away the playful expression on his face and asked seriously.

  Song Yuqiao adjusted the safety belt in front of her chest and said, "Don't let Pei Haoyu go to school yet, he's still young. This year, he can play at home for a few more days. Let him start school next September, after all, he's still little."

  She was actually very surprised when she first found out that Pei Huan Yu had been sent to school at such a young age, and the thought that he should be playing happily during this time before entering school had lingered in her mind for a long time. Now that it's finally come up, she wants to ask Pei Si Cheng's opinion.

  "You don't want him to go to school, then let him stay at home."

  "I heard it from Xiao Huo, it was his grandmother who sent him to school in advance. Should we discuss this matter with Aunt?"

  "You decide, it's up to you."

  After hearing this sentence, Song Yuqiao's heart warmed up a bit, and she turned her head to glance at Pei Si Cheng, "Thank you."

  This is the respect that Pei Si gave to Song Yuqiao, who had just entered this family, enough to make Song Yuqiao feel that this family really couldn't do without her.

  "While waiting for the green light at an intersection, Pei Su suddenly asked: 'Have you completed the resignation procedures?'"

  Song Yu nodded: "Uh-huh."

  She knew Pei Si had wanted her to go directly to the Pei Corporation as an assistant, so she expressed her inner thoughts and glanced at his expression sideways. "I've always felt that not finishing college was one of my regrets, so I want to spend the next two years studying and enriching myself."

  Pei did not object but asked: "What major are you in?"

  "Economics," Song Yuqiao smiled, "but I did work as an executive assistant at an advertising company for three years, so I think it's also possible for me to switch majors and study advertising design."

  Pei Si hooked up the corner of his lips.

  Song Yuqiao looked at Pei Si Cheng's smiling lips and slightly furrowed her brow: "What do you want to say?"

  Pei Si Cheng shook his head: "I strongly support you going back to school to recharge, just go to school and I'll support you."

  Song Yuqiao tilted her head and looked out of the car window.

  When she heard the sentence "I'll support you", Song Yuqiao thought that she had cultivated a strong and resilient body, but her heart still fluttered uncontrollably.

  She remembered the first time she heard it was from Pei Hangyu's mouth, but at this moment, it really left a deeper impression.

  In fact, Pei Si Cheng's inexplicable smile was because he and the deputy dean of A University's School of Economics and Finance were acquaintances. When Pei Si Cheng had just returned from abroad, he had also been a visiting professor at A University for a semester.

  ………………

  Pei Chengxian first took Song Yuqiao to a clothing store and had her change out of the outfit that Pei Huaiyu had dirtied.

  Song Yuqiao chose a long-sleeved white shirt, with a tight-fitting half-skirt below. The hem of the shirt was wrapped inside the skirt, and in Pei's eyes, this concave and convex figure was simply an enticement to commit a crime.

  Song Yuqiao didn't want Pei Shichen to pay for her this time, every time she had to let Pei Shichen pay, it seemed like everything from inside out, including the outfit she was wearing, was all taken care of by Pei Shichen.

  However, after handing over the credit card, the cashier smiled and said: "The gentleman has already paid."

  "Thank you." Song Yuqiao immediately put away his credit card.

  Since they've already paid the money, there's no need to pretend and insist on paying themselves. Song Yuqiao thought that from now on, she would cook more dishes to compensate for the father-son duo.

  Song Yuqiao followed Pei Si Cheng to a film and television drama construction site under the Pei family, where Pei Si Cheng sped along the road with Song Yuqiao, mainly discussing electrical wiring issues on the project, which had been anonymously reported as unqualified.

  Song Yuqiao listened with a seemingly understanding but actually confused expression and nodded her head.

  Pai Si Cheng stopped the car in the parking space set up inside the film studio, Song Yu Qiao got out of the car first, and Li Bei had already come to greet them. He first greeted Song Yu Qiao with a "Hello boss", then handed over the documents to Pai Si Cheng to report on the progress.

  Li Bei said: "The company has already sent designers and inspectors to check, mainly the problem of electrical wires. The wires laid in the western field are aging, some places have strong and weak electricity together, repeated wiring."

  "Does the person in charge know?"

  Li Bei replied: "The designer has already been asked about it. There are facts nailed on the board and he cannot deny them."

  Bai Si Cheng's eyebrows furrowed deeply, "Go and notify the person in charge of the construction team to come see me."

  "Yes."

  "Also, Chairman Zhou Yu called and was transferred directly to me."

  "I understand."

  After Li Bei left with his briefcase, Pei Si Cheng bowed down and leaned on the car body, "Boss's wife, do you want me to carry you over?"

  "I don't understand the problem with the wiring either, I might as well sit in the car for a while."

  Song Yuqiao was telling the truth, she felt a bit dizzy and nauseous, the big sun on her head was too strong, as if she had heatstroke.

  Just then, from the direction of the movie theater, it seemed like someone was calling out to Pei Si Cheng.

  Song Yuqiao hadn't even had time to open the car door when he followed the sound and saw Zheng Jiawei.

  Her hands stopped moving.

  If it wasn't for seeing Zheng Jiawei again, Song Yuqiao had almost forgotten about this person. Now he realized that Pei Si Cheng actually had a red beauty on his side.

  Song Yuqiao walked around from the front of the car and proactively linked her arm with Pei Shichen's: "I'm going too."

  Pei Si's eyes overflowed with playful smile, and he smiled: "Aren't you going to rest in the car?"

  Song Yuqiao raised her eyelids, and the small chin pointed upwards. The black eyes reflected the sunlight, "I don't want to rest anymore, I want to learn about the decoration of film and television institutes, and then go back to grab your position."

  Pei Si Cheng was taken aback for a moment.

  At this moment, Pei Su suddenly seemed to see the Song Yuqiao from five years ago again, and he would hold him in his arms like a mother hen protecting her food, not letting anyone else covet him.

  The girl who can pay out everything because of her love.

  Zheng Jiawei's smile slightly subsided when she saw Pei Si Cheng and Song Yu Qiao walking over together. She stood on the steps, holding her bag, "Yu Qiao, hello."