As soon as the two of them left, Song Yuqiao directly slammed the door shut and turned around to glare at Song Shuying.

  Song Shuying smiled and beckoned with her hand, "Alright. Haven't they all left? Why are you so irritable today? Did you run into some annoying person outside?"

  Song Yuqiao suddenly thought of Pei Si Cheng and shook his head fiercely, "You stay here by yourself first, I'll go to the bathroom."

  Song Shuying rubbed her obviously bulging belly, kicked off the flat shoes on her feet, and glanced at the phone screen that had been flashing. The name displayed on it was Han Jinyu.

  She received the news so quickly, but she hasn't started doing anything here yet.

  Song Shuying hesitated for two seconds when she answered the phone, her finger hovering between answering and hanging up, before finally clicking to answer.

  However, after connecting, Song Shuying didn't make a sound, and the other party didn't either. It was as if they were in a tug-of-war, whoever spoke first would lose.

  Finally, it was the person on the phone who chuckled and spoke first: "How's the game going?"

  "It's not like that, you've already interrupted me before I even started." Song Shuying said nonchalantly, finding a comfortable position to lie on the sofa, with one hand resting on her belly and the other leg bent up.

  "That's enough noise, go back, I'll have someone prepare a carriage outside."

  Listening to Han Jinyu's faint voice, Song Shuying's fingers curled up unnaturally as she gripped her phone, and due to using too much force, even the joints of her fingers turned white. "Then why aren't you rushing over to catch me now? Do you think sending just two bodyguards can trap me? When I was by your side, you controlled me, but now that we're tens of thousands of miles apart, you can't control me."

  "Got anxious again. Who promised me before leaving that they would absolutely not start a fire? You're pregnant, I'm giving in to you."

  "Who made you yield to me? Do I have to do everything I promised you? Haven't you also failed to fulfill the promises you made to me? Han Jinyu, what am I to you? You don't even qualify to make demands of me."

  In the microphone, Han Jinyu seemed to be in a good mood. Even when Song Shuying said something so annoying, he didn't get angry. Instead, he smiled and said: "Heh, I'm your man."

  At this time, Song Yuqiao opened the door and came out of the bathroom, only to see Song Shuying with a tense expression, holding what seemed like a hand grenade instead of her phone.

  Song Shuying saw Song Yuqiao come out of the bathroom, and with a "pa" sound, she hung up her phone and threw it onto the sofa on one side, panting violently, as if someone had made this pregnant woman exercise intensely.

  Song Yuqiao opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask something, but then closed it again.

  Song Shuying's emotions were a bit abnormal, but she still didn't shoot herself.

  Since we're already here, in this fully-equipped private room with sound equipment, we should make the most of it.

  So the two sisters took turns singing loudly.

  Song Yuqiao's voice is relatively soft and belongs to the sweet type, while Song Shuying's tone is very good, even when singing those high-pitched songs, there is no cracking or out-of-tune sound.

  Song Yuqiao watched as his sister sang herself hoarse, but didn't stop her.

  She didn't know if her sister Song Shuying really liked Han Jinyu, but she had also heard some things about Han Jinyu, all of which came from Zhou Haitang, a die-hard fan who never changed her ways.

  In S city, before Gu Qingcheng, there was a legendary underworld figure named Han Jinyu. Although it is said that he has retired from the public eye, in reality, he remains a central figure in S city. It's also strange to think about how his father, the old master of the Han family, used to be a chief of staff in the military, and even after retirement, his words carried weight, yet his second son, Han Jinyu, played on the edge of the law.

  At first, when her aunt Song Jierou married Han Jinyu, it seemed that there was some unpleasantness because Song Jierou had a person she liked very much and refused to marry anyone else. However, later on, Song Hui sent Song Jierou to the countryside for 7-8 months before she returned, and in the end, they still got married due to benefits.

  So in Song Yuqiao's eyes, Song Jiejing is a pitiful woman. No matter how much Song Jiejing dislikes her, whenever they meet again, she will still treat her well.

  ………………

  It wasn't until they finally went out to have a wild time that Song Yuqiao accompanied Song Shuying, singing all the way until nearly midnight. It was almost 10:30 when she paid the bill and supported Song Shuying, who had dry mouth and tongue, as they walked out into the night.

  Just as she walked to the front desk, Song Shuying suddenly stopped in her tracks and stood still.

  "What's wrong, sis?"

  Song Yuqiao is now very concerned about Song Shuying's every move, fearing that something might happen.

  Song Shuying touched her belly and looked at Song Yuqiao: "The baby kicked me again, it hasn't stopped all night."

  Song Yuqiao hadn't felt the baby move yet and was very excited, immediately squatting down to listen. But Song Shuying pushed her away, "It's so noisy here, what can you hear? Hurry back and let him sleep, my stomach can't take this commotion."

  Song Yuqiao stood up and raised his eyes to see Gu Qingcheng standing not far away.

  She was originally unfamiliar with Gu Qingcheng, and had only met him a few times when working on an advertisement plan with Pei Si Cheng. However, Gu Qingcheng was now clearly walking towards them.

  Gu Qingcheng nodded slightly at Song Yuqiao, then turned to Song Shuying: "Sister-in-law, I'll have someone send you off."

  Song Yuqiao was taken aback by this title, she looked at her sister and then at Gu Qingcheng, and immediately understood that Gu Qingcheng now called Song Shuying "sister-in-law" because of Han Jinyu's entrustment.

  Song Shuying raised an eyebrow and glanced at Gu Qingcheng: "I don't trust anyone under you, so just you send us."

  Song Yuqiao was indeed sweating, but Gu Qingcheng nodded and said, "Good."

  Let Gu Qingcheng drive, if Zhou Haitang knew, she would definitely be envious and jealous, and would cry to the heavens to get in close contact with her dream man once.

  But in Song Yuqiao's view, Gu Qingcheng, apart from a pair of eyes that occasionally showed a hint of cruelty, was no different from others, and was not as frightening as Pei Si Cheng.

  And then I thought of Pei Si Cheng again.

  Why keep thinking of him?

  Can't we just live a good life from now on?

  Is tonight destined to be another sleepless night?

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao thought it was right.

  Tonight, no one sleeps.

  Pei Si Cheng took the video clip that Gu Qing Cheng sent him and then backed it up on his computer, storing it in a U-disk.

  But he didn't plan on using this method unless absolutely necessary.

  He doesn't seem like Gu Qingcheng who has been involved in both good and evil for a long time, let alone this kind of video, even if he is asked to go and kill Ye Zenan with one shot now, it's also possible.

  However, Pei Su's lips kept whispering the name "Qiao Mo", and a smile played on his mouth.

  Bang bang bang, heavy knocking on the door.

  "Dad! Tell me a story!" Pei Hangyu pushed open the door of the study, "I couldn't sleep! Didn't you say you would tell me a story?"

  "Pei Si rubbed his brow: 'When did I say I'd tell you a story?'"

  Pei Hangyu sat on the ground, kicking his short legs: "You're trying to welch on your debt again! If you don't tell me a story, I won't go to sleep!"

  "You love to sleep, don't you." Pei Si Cheng watched his son's performance and found it amusing. He had already taken out the small mobile phone that was lying in the grid of the drawer and placed it on the table without making a sound.

  Pei Hangyu lay down on the ground and started rolling around: "You're bullying me again, I'm going to tell Qiaoqiao! I want Qiaoqiao to tell me a story!"

  Pei Si directly bypassed Pei Hao Yu and went out the door, leaving behind a sentence: "You do whatever you want." Then he entered the bathroom.

  As soon as the bathroom door closed, Bae Ho-young got up from the floor at an incredible speed!

  It's true that listening to stories is great, because today at school, Mu Xiaodong was showing off too much!

  However, insomnia is premeditated.

  He directly drilled into his father's study room, a pair of clever black eyes rolling around, where did his small mobile phone go?

  In the drawer?

  On the table?

  Huh? It's actually just on the table! So simple and easy to find! There shouldn't be any traps, right?

  Pei Hangyu turned on his phone and saw a message inside, which was still sent by Qiaoqiao!

  He gently opened it and saw that there was only one sentence inside, "Pai Xiaohuo Tongxie, are you asleep?"

  Bai Haoyu couldn't contain his inner excitement, a look of wild joy on his face, mouth agape in laughter. Afraid that his dad might hear him, he quickly glanced around, covered his mouth, and hid the small phone in his waistband before making a quick exit out the door.

  She went into her own small bedroom, closed the door, and then took out her phone and called Song Yuqiao.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao sent that text to Pei Hangyu just because she went to Pei Si Cheng's office in the afternoon and didn't see the little guy, really afraid something happened, just sent this text ten minutes ago.

  But she regretted it as soon as she sent the message.

  Since the phone was confiscated, it's not on the little guy's body, it should be on Pei Si Cheng's.

  It's done, she is so concerned about his son, I don't know what Pei Si Cheng will think in his heart, next time they meet, he will definitely say it again, why are you so concerned about my son, why not care more about me?

  This scene suddenly flashed into Song Yuqiao's mind, and she was a little stunned.

  Why start imagining this scenario?

  Song Yuqiao felt her cheeks were a bit hot, so she quickly grabbed a towel and went to the bathroom to take a shower. As she was wiping her hair from inside the bathroom, she heard her phone ringing, and it was the special ringtone that Song Yuqiao had set.

  She picked up her phone and took a look, it was indeed Pei Hangyu.

  But it's almost eleven o'clock now, and the little guy still hasn't gone to sleep?

  As soon as the call was connected, a hurried voice came from the other end of the line: "Qiao Qiao, I'm suffering from insomnia!"

  Song Yuqiao sat down, wiping her hair with one hand and speaking in a gentle voice: "Why can't you sleep?"

  Bae Ho-young said: "Because today Mu Xiao-dong told me that when he can't sleep, his mother tells him stories. I went to find my dad, but my dad refused to tell me!"

  Song Yuqiao listened on the phone and twitched at the corner of her mouth.

  I really don't know what kind of person Pei Shi is who doesn't even tell stories when he's dying.

  ………………

  "Pei Hangyu is now the time to test his acting skills, with his butt up and lying on the bed, propping himself up with his own small pillow. "Can't sleep, what to do? Tomorrow I still have to get up early for school! Qiaoqiao, think of a solution!"

  Song Yuqiao originally wanted to let Pei Haoyu download an electronic radio on his mobile phone and search for storytelling channels, but thinking twice, the little guy was only five years old, would it be a bit difficult? Moreover, the little guy belonged to the more sensitive type, what if he couldn't learn and hit his self-confidence?

  "Then I'll tell you a story."

  Bae Ho-young is just waiting for this sentence!

  He seemed afraid that Song Yuqiao would suddenly say a turning word "but", and hastily said: "Good! I want to hear the story of the three little pigs!"

  "Is it the story of three little pigs building houses?"

  Bae Ho-young said: "No, no! It's the three little pigs from 'Full House'!"

  Song Yuqiao: "......"

  "Auntie will tell you a completely different story of the three little pigs, now do as Auntie says," Song Yuqiao said in a soft voice while quickly searching for the story of the three little pigs on her computer. "Put your phone on speaker mode and place it on the table, then lie down on the bed and close your eyes, have you done that?"

  In the receiver, Pei Hangyu's voice was already a little far away. Song Yuqiao knew that the little guy must have listened to her and put the phone on the table, turned on the speaker, and said: "Then I'll start telling stories now. After finishing this story, you must fall asleep, okay? The faster you sleep, the more Auntie will tell you next time."

  "Good!" Pei Hangyu closed his eyes contentedly.

  "Once upon a time, in a forest, lived three little pigs who were living happy lives..."

  Under the soft light of the wall lamp, Song Yuqiao's voice was like a gentle spring stream, flowing softly from the receiver.

  Bae Ho-young closed his eyes and fell asleep in just a few minutes.

  The little guy's bedroom door opened a crack, Pei Si quietly slipped in, tiptoed to the bedside, and gently pulled up the quilt for Pei Huaiyu. He waved his hand over the little guy's face, but there was no reaction, probably already fast asleep.

  My eyes were already heavy with sleep and could hardly stay open, yet I was told that I had insomnia.

  However, now that his son is so close to Song Yuqiao, it's really beyond his expectations, and it saves him from having to do many things in between.

  Pais stretched out his hand and turned off the switch of the wall lamp, took out his mobile phone and went out of the door, holding a small mobile phone, leaning on the railing of the second floor.

  At night, surprisingly quiet, so quiet that you can almost hear each other's breathing over the phone.

  ………………

  Song Yuqiao had already read the last paragraph, cleared his throat slightly, and continued reading: "That night, the three brothers of the Zhu family enjoyed a sumptuous wild wolf feast and decided to live together in the brick house of the youngest brother, living a happy and joyful life."

  She paused for a moment, afraid of waking up the little one, and intentionally lowered her voice, saying: "Asleep?"

  The phone paused for three seconds, Song Yuqiao thought he had fallen asleep, and just wanted to hang up the phone, when a low, enchanting voice came from the other end of the line.

  "Not yet."

  Song Yuqiao's hand trembled and she directly hung up the phone, staring at it in shock as it fell onto the bed, her eyes filled with astonished fear.

  What did she just hear?

  It's Pierce's voice!

  Was he listening on the phone just now? Then did he hear her reading the story just now?

  Song Yuqiao fell straight onto the bed.

  Why is it that the better you want to stay away from someone, the more you want to draw a clear boundary, but now they're getting tighter and tighter? This feeling seems completely beyond her control.

  ………………

  Pei Si Cheng listened to the busy tone in the receiver and couldn't help but smile.

  Why is there such a big difference in treatment just because they have the same surname Pei?

  It's easy to imagine that after he made a sound, Song Yuqiao would have a terrified expression on her face now.

  Although he has become much more calm and composed compared to five years ago, in front of him, she still doesn't know how to hide her feelings, transparent like a sheet of white paper.