Pei Si Cheng looked at Song Yu Qiao's stunned expression and couldn't help but curve up the corners of his lips.

  "You're surprised to see me, aren't you?"

  Song Yuqiao's back stiffened for a moment, and he pulled at the corner of his mouth: "No."

  "Indeed, words are not from the heart." He clicked his tongue.

  Pei Si Cheng said. He had already walked forward and sat directly on the sofa, picking up the water cup in front of Song Yu Qiao that she had just used, taking a sip of water.

  "That... " Song Yuqiao raised his hand, "is mine."

  Pei Si Cheng put down the water cup. Leaning against the back of the sofa, his legs crossed and tapping on the edge of the coffee table, he raised an eyebrow and looked at her: "What if I've already used it, indirect kiss?"

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  She knew from the start that Pei Si's appearance was elegant and refined, but in reality, he was not serious at all, and his mind was thinking of who-knows-what.

  Pei Si beckoned Song Yuqiao over with a wave of his hand, "Come sit down, I have something to talk to you about."

  Song Yuqiao said: "I can just stand."

  Pei Si Cheng didn't repeat himself a second time, he simply raised his eyes and quietly gazed at Song Yu Qiao's face.

  Song Yuqiao was forced by this gaze to have nowhere to hide, so he sat down at the far end of the long sofa against the wall, as far away from Pei Si Cheng as possible.

  Pais snapped his fingers. He sat up, propped up his chin and said: "Actually, it's not a big deal, I just want you to help me refer to what to buy for kids' birthday gifts."

  Song Yuqiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and the first thing that came to mind was Pei Haoyu. He hastily asked: "Is it Pei Haoyu's birthday?"

  "Next Monday."

  Song Yu Qiao secretly memorized this time.

  Then, after leaving Jia Ge, Song Yu Qiao accompanied Pei Si Cheng to the mall to pick out a gift for Pei Hao Yu.

  With the sobering intimacy of skin contact in Pei's car, both Song Yuqiao and he felt an inexplicable palpitation in their bodies, was it just because the person driving next to them was Pei?

  She pursed her lips and tried to look out of the window as much as possible.

  However, she did get a bit bored and her attention became too focused, to the point where she started calculating Pi's breathing frequency while driving.

  The two arrived at the mall and took the elevator directly to the second floor, a specialty area for children's toys and supplies.

  Between the shelves, Song Yuqiao walked and stopped. Pei Shichen followed half a step behind her, occasionally providing some references, and the two were like a newlywed couple buying gifts for their children, without any sense of discord.

  Finally, Song Yuqiao picked a pair of roller skates and a remote control car. She had also chosen an intelligence puzzle set, but she remembered that the last time she went to Huayuan, she saw many intelligence puzzles in Pei Hangyu's room, so she gave up this item and only kept the roller skates and remote control car.

  "Would you like a gift like this?"

  "Whatever you say goes."

  At the checkout counter, Pei Su was about to pay when Song Yuqiao took a step ahead and handed over her credit card. "I'll pay for it, consider it my gift to Pei Haoyu."

  Pei Si stepped back and didn't rush to pay for Song Yuqiao again.

  After selecting the gift, Pei Su Cheng sent Song Yu Qiao to the Shallow Language Company's office building and said: "At that time, Pei Hao Yu might call you to invite you to attend his birthday party. If you don't want to come, you can directly refuse, I'll explain it to him."

  Pei Song said so, making Song Yuqiao a bit embarrassed.

  How could she bear to refuse an invitation from a little kid?

  "Then I'll go down first." Song Yuqiao didn't dare to look into Pei Si Cheng's eyes, because his eyes were like a whirlpool, and one glance would get him stuck.

  Pei Si Cheng directly grasped her wrist and pulled her closer, saying: "When will you return a photo to me?"

  "What photo?"

  Pei Si Cheng held Song Yu Qiao's wrist with one hand, and opened his wallet with the other. He tapped his index finger on the empty compartment, "You secretly took it away."

  "That's my photo, what's wrong with me taking it away?"

  "But that was a gift you gave me, it belongs to me now. Shouldn't you have told me before taking away something that's mine?"

  Song Yu was speechless.

  She indeed took out from Pei's wallet that very ugly photo.

  "How could it be me who gave it to you," Song Yuqiao said, "How could I possibly give you such an ugly photo."

  Pei Suchen knew that Song Yuqiao was at a loss for words as soon as he heard it, and smiled: "Really? Then give me a beautiful photo."

  Song Yuqiao only then realized that he had fallen into Pei Shichen's language trap again.

  She casually said: "There aren't many photos on paper now, I'll go back and take a look."

  After she finished speaking, she wanted to push open the car door and get out, but Pei Si Cheng had already taken a step ahead and grasped her hand, leaning in close.

  Song Yu Qiao's eyes widened suddenly, "You... what do you want to do?"

  Pei Si couldn't help but laugh, "Look at you, scared stiff! I just wanted to say one thing to you."

  His breath brushed against Song Yuqiao's face, making her feel a little itchy. She turned away, hoping that being so close, Pei Si Cheng wouldn't hear the drum-like sound of her heartbeat.

  "What's up?"

  Pei Si leaned over, one hand hooked the stray hair behind Song Yuqiao's ear, while the other changed the way he held her wrist to an interlocking grip of all ten fingers.

  Song Yuqiao was taken aback and looked at Pei Si Cheng.

  "I know what you're thinking, wanting to distance yourself from me, wanting to clear your relationship with me, right?" Pei Si Cheng didn't let Song Yu Qiao speak further, already pressing his fingers against her lips. "But what if I don't want you to clear your relationship with me?"

  Song Yuqiao's breathing had completely stagnated.

  She stared at the pair of eyes in front of her, unable to move a single inch.

  Pei Si Cheng continued to move closer and said: "I don't know what your views on sex are, I've also told you before that I never have one-night stands, but you're an exception..."

  Song Yu stared blankly at Pei Si Cheng, allowing his face to lean in close, their lips delicately rubbing against hers.

  "I didn't tell you no," Pei Chi said, his lips pressed against Song Yuqiao's, "I only go to bed with the people I love, and I only go to bed with you."

  Is this considered sweet talk?

  If so, this is the most straightforward and heart-piercing words that Song Yuqiao has ever heard.

  Her parents, due to her father's infidelity and subsequent divorce, as well as Ye Zenan, who also cheated on her by flirting with other women, both cases being a result of the man's inferior nature, perhaps first emotionally cheating before physically cheating, have cast a very deep shadow over Song Yuqiao's heart.

  But now, according to Pei Si's words...

  She couldn't think much anymore, Pei Si Cheng gently kissed Song Yu Qiao's lips, making her want to respond to him. The kiss from Pei Si Cheng made her feel like a floating water lily that had finally caught hold of a boat it could rely on.

  Paisong's one hand was placed behind Song Yuqiao's waist, while the other hand remained clasped together with hers, their kiss extremely serious, from the corners of their mouths to their lips and teeth.

  Until then, Song Yuqiao's arm was wrapped around Pei Shichen's waist.

  He also felt that their hands, clasped together with interlocking fingers, were gripping each other tighter due to Song Yuqiao's efforts.

  "Are you willing?" He moved his lips away, "Qiao Qiao."

  Song Yuqiao couldn't say a word, she was panting heavily, her cheeks were flushed red, her lips were moist and red, she had been completely enchanted, and involuntarily nodded.

  "I'll... give it a try."

  Opening the car door and walking out, Song Yuqiao felt for the first time that the air outside was so refreshing. She took a deep breath in a hurry, patted her cheeks, and walked towards the company.

  In the car, Pei Su watched Song Yuqiao get on the elevator before slowly driving away.

  ………………

  Upon arriving at the company, Song Yuqiao first went to the restroom to tidy herself up, washing her face and touching up her makeup a bit, avoiding having a "peach blossom" look that would make people suspect something had happened.

  As she came out of the restroom, it was almost closing time. Song Yuqiao saw Zheng Qing still there and handed over the division of labor and design drafts that had been finalized with Jia Ge to Zheng Qing.

  Zheng Qing looked like he hadn't woken up yet, and appeared even more exhausted than when Song Yuqiao left in the afternoon.

  "There's nothing wrong, don't worry about me," Zheng Qing waved his hand, "I just didn't sleep well last night due to insomnia, I'll go to the hospital later and get some sedatives to help me sleep."

  "Uh-huh."

  "When Jiagai held a meeting, did the people from Ruitian give you a hard time?" Zheng Qing asked.

  "No."

  It was just at the end when Zhang Qi made a sarcastic remark and launched a personal attack.

  Song Yuqiao looked at Zheng Qing's face and didn't tell him these words. She could see that Zheng Qing didn't go to the meeting because of Zhang Qi from Ruitian.

  Ten minutes later, Song Yuqiao was packing up and preparing to get off work when her phone vibrated.

  She picked up her phone and took a glance at it. On the screen was a notification message. She opened it and took a look, and the first four words made her stunned.

  "Dear parents, recently the students who have made outstanding progress in class are: Li XX, Zhang XX, Wang XX, Pei Haoyu, Su XX, Liu XX. We would like to commend them and hope that parents can work together with the school to take responsibility for the children's future."

  Wearing this short message...

  What's going on with the name Pei Huaiyu in between?

  Song Yuqiao only then took out his mobile phone to take a look, and found that in the text messages on his mobile phone, this was not the first one. From several days ago, there were two or three messages from the class teacher every day, because Song Yuqiao didn't care much about notification-type text messages, he hadn't noticed.

  Although she has no children and is not a parent, her second aunt who teaches in elementary school told her that now all schools have Campus Communication Network, which makes it convenient for schools to contact parents.

  But why did Pei Hangyu's school notification go directly to his own phone?

  Better send it to Peisong first anyway.

  ………………

  Pei Si received the campus broadcast forwarded by Song Yuqiao, and had just picked up Pei Haoyu from the Pei family's large courtyard. He took a glance at his phone, then looked again at his son in the back seat.

  Bae Ho-yong was humming a happy tune, reciting the 1-2-3-4 song he had just learned in school. He asked Bae Seo-jun with great enthusiasm: "Dad, do you think if I recite this to Jojo, she'll make me some delicious egg pancakes?"

  Pei Si Cheng didn't say anything.

  Bae Ho-young had already gotten used to talking to himself, so he just answered himself, "I definitely will, I've been listening lately."

  He kicked his leg forward and kicked something hard.

  Huh?

  What the hell is in this black paper bag on the ground?

  Bai Haoyu got down from his seat, squatted on the ground, tore open the packaging bag, and it turned out to be a remote control racing car, and... a pair of roller skates?!

  He puffed out his cheeks: "Dad, aren't you too uncreative? We already have three remote control cars at home and roller skates. What I hate the most is..."

  "Pei said: 'This is Qiao's birthday gift for you.'"

  Bae Hwan-young said half of the words and swallowed them back, his eyes rolled around, "I like roller skating the most! Dad, sign me up for a roller skating class tomorrow... wait, isn't my birthday in December? It's only May now, didn't you get it wrong?"

  "No mistake, next Monday is your birthday, remember to call Qiaoqiao and let her join your birthday party."

  In this regard, Bae Ho-young is definitely not a problem at all.

  It's just celebrating two birthdays, lunar and solar calendars. Yes, that's right. Yesterday, Mu Xiaodong also said he celebrates two birthdays too.

  When getting off the bus, Pei Haoyu leaned against the back seat and asked Pei Si Cheng: "Dad, did you see Qiao Qiao today?"

  "Uh-huh."

  Bae Ho-young's eyes lit up, "Did she mention that I've been doing well in school lately?"

  After modifying Song Yuqiao's Campus Communication, Pei Haoyu began to behave like a perfect student. According to Mu Xiaodong, his name was always mentioned in the praise messages on his mom's phone, and her pride suddenly overflowed.

  "No."

  Bae Ho-young suddenly looked like a punctured balloon and got off the car with the gift Jojo bought.

  But it's okay, no spiritual comfort, but material comfort is also good, Qiaoqiao bought him a gift!

  ………………

  Bae Yu-ling, who had undergone surgery, was recovering quite well and suggested to the doctor that she wanted to go home. Although the hospital room was a single suite, it was not as convenient as her own home.

  However, on the night of returning home, I learned a piece of news.

  Although Pei Yuling said she no longer interferes with the company's affairs, considering her son's limited experience and being someone she cultivated herself, she stayed in the company to help Ye Zenan. As someone who left under her wing, there were some things that would naturally be discussed with Pei Yuling first.

  So when Pei Yuling heard that Ye Zenan was going to transfer half of his shares to Song Yuqiao, she got angry directly.

  She called her son: "Ye Zenan, come back to me now! Come home immediately!"

  "Mom, I've already said it, I'm not going back tonight."

  "Are you still thinking of me as your mom? If so, come back to me now!"

  Ye Zenan perfunctorily said: "Alright, I know."

  He finished saying this and hung up the phone.

  Now in his mind, some of his mother's actions were all unreasonable and capricious.

  Ye Zenan hung up the phone, rubbed his eyebrows, picked up the red wine in front of him, and drank it all in one gulp.

  Qiao Mo held a red wine bottle and poured another glass for Ye Zenan, saying: "Is it your mom calling you to go back home?"

  Ye Zenan raised his eyes and nodded: "Uh-huh."

  Qiao Mo walked behind Ye Zenan and said, "Let me help you with a massage. I learned some massage techniques and acupressure points before. It's very effective when you're feeling tired."

  Ye Zenan put down his hands, leaned back and closed his eyes.

  Qiao Mo saw that Ye Zenan didn't refuse, so she sprinkled some essential oil on her hands and gently pressed it onto Ye Zenan's temples to the center of his eyebrows.

  It was still Qiao Mo in the small room of Ye Se's house, because Ye Ze Nan had been too busy with company matters recently and hadn't had time to go find Ye Se to discuss Qiao Mo's stay.

  Previously, A Lu said: "This Qiao Mo is our boss's own mouth to stay, otherwise it would not be arranged here by her temper to receive guests, so, Ye Shao, if you really care about this Qiao Mo, you need to inform our boss."

  Ye Zenan's response at the time was: "Then let's put it off for now, no rush."

  However, after Ye Zenan had a worry in his heart, the first place he wanted to come was still Qiao Mo's place.

  Because of Qiao Mo's presence, he didn't know why, but it gave him a very familiar feeling, warm and quiet.

  Sometimes, he thought that this woman might have been mistaken for Song Yuqiao at first glance, which led to similar feelings afterwards. However, now it seems completely different. In Ye Zenan's memory, Song Yuqiao was lively and sunny, liked to jump around, almost wanting to announce to the whole world that Ye Zenan was her boyfriend.

  Qiao Mo is different, Qiao Mo has been very quiet from start to finish, without any overly radical actions. If she doesn't speak out loud, it seems like she will forever blend into the background wall, unnoticed by anyone. Bu Nv Ma Xue.

  "I got divorced yesterday."

  Qiao Mo's hand on Ye Zenan's forehead paused for a moment, and she softly murmured "uh-huh" to show that she was listening.

  "Until the divorce, I knew that I loved Song Yuqiao myself. I would rather give her half of my shares," said Ye Zenan. "But I still divorced her..."

  Qiao Mo didn't make a sound, her eyes staring at the white wall in front of her, without saying a word.

  Under Qiao Mo's massage, Ye Zenan really felt that his head didn't hurt so much.

  He said: "These days are relatively busy, after passing this period of time, I will go to find Gu Qingcheng to discuss and see how much money is needed for him to let you go."

  "It's okay, there's nothing wrong with it here," Qiaomu smiled self-deprecatingly. "Except that when going out, I have to ask for permission, and someone follows me, no freedom. Everything is available, food and clothing are provided, really nothing wrong, just my own desires are a bit too much, blame myself for being too greedy."

  Ye Zenan suddenly grabbed Qiao Mo's wrist, "Don't say that, I know you're bitter inside, I said I'd help you get out and I'll definitely keep my word."

  Qiao Mo moved her lips, just wanting to say something, when Ye Zenan's phone rang again.

  Ye Zenan frowned and saw that the number on the screen was still his mother's, so he hung up directly. Half a minute later, it became Liu Jie's call again.

  This time, Ye Zenan answered the phone call.

  Inside came Liu's anxious voice: "Young master! Something's wrong, the mistress has fainted! You'd better hurry back!"

  Ye Zenan suddenly sat up from the sofa, Qiao Mo was caught off guard, and stumbled backward, almost falling to the ground, knocking over a white ceramic flower pot behind him, shattering it into pieces.

  Ye Zenan quickly turned around and pulled Qiao Mo to prevent her from falling.

  Qiao Mo smiled and said, "Has something happened to Aunt? You'd better hurry back and take a look. It's none of my business here."

  "I'll come see you another day."

  Qiao Mo looked at Ye Zenan as he opened the door and ran out, the smile on her face gradually disappearing. She grabbed the red wine glass in front of her and smashed it against the wall, shattering it with a loud crash, leaving a purple-red mark on the wall.

  Yes, Qiao Mo is bitter in her heart. That's why she desperately wants to get rid of all this and no longer go out to be despised by others!

  She pinned all her hopes on Ye Zenan, along with her own heart.

  ………………

  Ye Zenan sped all the way, afraid that something had really happened to his mother, and specially made an emergency call to Fang Zhao, in case of anything, making timely preparations for rescue.

  However, he did not expect that when he returned home and entered the door, the first thing he saw was Pei Yuling sitting on the sofa watching TV, holding a remote control to change channels, with a fresh fruit platter placed beside her left hand.

  Pei Yuling saw Ye Zenan return and put down the remote control, beckoning him to come over and sit down.

  Ye Zenan slammed the car key on the table, "Mom, is this your fainting spell?!"

  "Sit up straight," said Pei Yuling, "I'm not saying this, can you come back? Now that you're grown up and your wings are hard, you don't have to listen to your mom's words anymore, and you can squander the property left by your dad as you please!"

  Ye Zenan knew that his mother was talking about shares again. He said: "I divorced Song Yuqiao, and the division of property is like this."

  "Don't think I don't know! Have you notarized your marital property? Song Yuqiao would never ask for Ye's shares, at most she would ask for money. If she wants money, just give it to her. Why do you have to hand over Ye's shares to her?"

  Ye Zenan clenched his fist and said, "Song Yuqiao back then, lived with us in the basement, mom, have you forgotten? She's been married to me for three years, wasting three years of her youth. For a woman, youth can't be measured by money! Not to mention giving her half of my shares, even if I gave her the entire Ye Corporation, it wouldn't make up for the debt I owe her over these three years!"

  Pei Yuling really didn't understand her son's way of thinking: "You're already divorced, don't you get it? Even if you give her money, even if you still like her, it's not possible now or in the future!"

  "How did you know it's impossible?" Ye Zenan smiled slightly.

  Pei Yuling was stunned by her son's words and said, "Son, don't be silly, don't be so muddled."

  Ye Zenan said: "I'm not muddled, my mind has never been clearer than now. Mom, after your surgery, the doctor told you to rest well, go to sleep early."

  He finished speaking and didn't stay any longer, going straight upstairs.

  Pei Yuling suddenly felt a blackness before her eyes and a sharp pain in her head. Liu, who was beside her, hurried over and asked, "Madam, what's wrong?"

  Pei Yuling wanted to reach out and help Liu Jie, but suddenly found herself grasping at air, and fell forward.

  "Madam! Madam!" Liu Jie hastily shouted loudly, "Young Master, quickly come down and take a look at the madam! Quickly call for emergency rescue!"

  Actually, the story of Langkai is true, but if a lie is told three times, it becomes the truth, and even then, there's still room for doubt.

  Sometimes, what goes around comes around is really said for those who are too calculating.

  It's often better to be simpler and more innocent, life will be more vibrant.