Su Yiqing looked at Song Yiheng deeply, and met his eyes with fire, Su Yiqing held her breath and forced her composure: "Of course it's my man's! Don't you expect me to come back and follow you? Don't be sentimental." ”

"Your man?" Song Yiheng frowned slightly: "Where is your man?" I would like to meet him. Song Yiheng said and reached out to grab Su Yiqing's chin, looked down at Su Yiqing's face carefully, her beauty has not changed at all for so many years.

The corners of Song Yiheng's mouth pursed a cold and arrogant smile: "Let me see what kind of man it is, the woman who dares to touch me Song Yiheng." ”

"I'm not your woman. Su Yiqing's cheeks were pinched painfully, and she tried her best to break his hand, but she couldn't match his strong hand.

"You let go of me!" Su Yi simply reached out and beat Song Yiheng's chest, but he didn't want such a fist embroidered leg to be like a ...... for Song Yiheng Teasing.

Song Yiheng stretched out his hand and dragged Su Yiqing back into his arms, locking her tightly. Looking down and sniffing the sweetness on her body, it hasn't changed for so many years.

"Let go of ......" Su Yiqing just wanted to say something, but was covered by two soft lips.

Su Yiqing stared at the man who was close at hand in horror, he was so familiar with him, a face that he couldn't wave from his head for the rest of his life.

"Song ......" Su Yiqing pushed Song Yiheng's body hard.

"Hmm!" Song Yiheng came from the depths of his throat, and a low and hoarse voice came. At this moment, he only coveted her sweetness, and only wanted a deeper request.

Su Yiqing's whole body was forcibly forbidden by Song Yiheng, from struggling to being powerless to resist, and then her whole body seemed to be pulled into the ripples of spring water, and she slowly lost herself.

Very good! Very good! Song Yiheng pulled out a satisfied smile at the corner of his mouth, let go of Su Yiqing's cherry-like little mouth, and moved his position......

Suddenly...... Su Yiqing was excited, and her head seemed to be filled with ice water. His eyes widened in fear, and his whole body was stiff and cold like a glacier. No, you can't have any more entanglements with him!

Song Yiheng...... Go away. Song Yiheng...... Go away. There was no strength to resist, just a cold and feeble voice muttering.

Song Yiheng froze, stopped his movements, and raised his eyes to look at Su Yiqing. I saw that her face was pale, and her two gray eyes were lifeless, like ...... A lifeless doll.

At the same time, Su Letong, who was lying on the small bed, twisted his body, slowly sat up from the bed, rubbed his sleepy and hazy eyes, raised his eyes to look at the two adults who were twisted into a ball, and burst into tears without any prelude, crying loudly.

"Woooooooooo......oo Mommy ......"

Song Yiheng glanced at Su Letong with firelight eyes, and slightly loosened his detention on Su Yiqing.

Su Yiqing's whole person was like a soulless body, and she sat on the ground weakly, her pale face flashed with tears, and she couldn't even breathe quietly.

"Woooooooooo......oo Mom, Mom!" Su Letong moved down from the bed, crawled to Su Yiqing, and got into Su Yiqing's arms.

Touching the soft little body, Su Yiqing slowly relieved her breath, hugged Su Letong tightly, and coaxed: "Letong is obedient! don't cry! Mom hugs!"

Song Yiheng looked at Su Yiqing condescendingly, the impulsive flame in his heart just now had already been extinguished.

If the negotiation fails, it scares other people's children. There is a long time to come, and there is time to reminisce. But from today onwards, he must keep a close eye on her.

Song Yiheng turned around slowly, expressionless.

"Song Yiheng, don't you have a habit of cleanliness? I have given birth to children, so please let me go with mercy. I really don't want to have anything to do with your Song family. Su Yiqing took Su Letong in her arms and said to Song Yiheng seriously.

Song Yiheng paused, snorted self-deprecatingly, and then said slowly, "I once told you that once you fall in love, it doesn't matter who she is or what happens." I think...... You won't forget. ”

Su Yiqing's hand clenched into a fist, and her dark gaze slowly regained a little bit of vitality.

"I don't mind snatching you from that man, and I don't mind raising someone else's son as my own. With that, he opened the door and walked out of the room.

Su Yiqing was stunned for a while, and after hearing the sound of the door closing, she scolded angrily: "Neurotic." ”

……

Song Yiheng walked out of the back kitchen and saw Ling Moqing standing outside the back kitchen, leaning against the wall and smoking a cigarette with a heavy face.

"Son, is it yours?" Song Yiheng glanced at Ling Moqing and asked tentatively.

Ling Moqing opened his mouth, wanting to answer "yes", but he couldn't make a sound. He didn't have the courage and didn't dare to lie.

"It's not. Ling Moqing said these two words, a little struggling, and his heart sank.

"Oh! good!" Song Yiheng nodded and patted Ling Moqing's shoulder. Passing by Ling Moqing, he walked a few steps, then turned back and asked, "Over the years, have you been in contact with Su Yiqing?"

Ling Moqing was stunned, and looked at Song Yiheng deeply with a pair of dark bottomless eyes. He felt his head thump and his mouth dry.

"Yes!" Ling Moqing replied with difficulty as he slipped his throat. Over the years, Ling Moqing more or less knew that Song Yiheng was looking for Su Yiqing, but he kept hiding it and didn't tell the big boss.

"Well, very good!" Song Yiheng snorted faintly: "Very good! I should have thought of you!" A self-deprecating smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and then walked out of the restaurant.

Su Yiqing watched Song Yiheng leave, and the whole person sat on the ground weakly. She knew that when she came back this time, she would definitely meet Song Yiheng, but she didn't expect such a result. She thought that Song Yiheng would retreat from the difficulties when she saw her with the children, and no longer harass herself, but she didn't expect to be considered that the child was his. It's ridiculous......

Su Yiqing coaxed Su Letong, humming nursery rhymes, and finally calmed Su Letong down.

At this time, Ling Moqing walked in, leaning against the door, looking at Su Letong's face seriously, wanting to find a shadow similar to Song Yiheng from Su Letong.

"Don't look at it, he's not Song Yiheng's child.

Su Yiqing guessed through Ling Moqing's mind and said lightly.

"Oh!" Ling Moqing didn't ask much, since Su Yiqing had never told him, then she also had her own troubles. But...... Ling Moqing didn't mind, Su Yiqing's child was also her own child. He will take care of Su Yiqing and the child for the rest of his life.

Ling Moqing secretly made up her mind. After feeling relieved, he walked to Su Yiqing's side and helped make milk for the child.

Su Yiqing pretended to be smiling for the sake of the child. For the sake of this child...... All your sacrifices are worth it.

……

As soon as Mu Ningci returned home, he locked himself in his room. A box was found in a hidden compartment, and when opened, it contained a photo album. When I opened the album, I was instantly filled with memories, all of which were old photos from more than 20 years ago. From the birth of Yan Hezhi to the age of eight, there are photos of every age, just because there is a man in these photos, so ...... These photos must be sealed forever.

Mu Ningci took out a photo of Yan Hezhi who was about two years old. In the photo, a middle-aged man with a beard on his face raised Yan Hezhi with both hands in the air, smiling all over his face. He...... It is the man who is called "father" by Yan Hezhi. He died a month before Mu Ningci married Song Zhenshi.

"Ahh It's just a mold. ”

Mu Ningci was happy in his heart, and took the photo and looked at it over and over again.

Looking at it, Mu Ningci suddenly frowned: It's not right!

Suddenly getting up, Mu Ningci got up, picked up his Gucci bag, and ran towards the door.

……

"Hello, I'm looking for Su Yiqing!" Mu Ningci sat in the restaurant and said politely to the chef.

The head chef frowned: "I'm sorry! Mrs. Song! Our boss is not here today!"

"Boss?" Mu Ningci looked at the head chef incredulously: "You say she's the boss?" It's really impressive, I still remember that three years ago, she was a small staff member of the Song branch, climbed to the Song headquarters step by step, and later almost married Yan Hezhi, and then climbed into the bed of Song Yiheng in class, and now she is the boss again?

"And when is she coming?" asked Mu Ningci reluctantly.

The head chef's eyes flickered for a moment, and he said hesitantly, "Maybe...... Maybe...... Wait until ...... Which guest ordered "Canada's top luxury steak", she just came. ”

Mu Ningci listened, his eyes widened round and earthy: what a big pomp.

"Okay!" Mu Ningci got up and was about to leave, after walking a few steps, she suddenly turned back, sat down and asked the head chef: "Excuse me!" Who is the father of the little boy named Tong Tong?"

"Forehead......" The head chef's eyes were still erratic: "That...... He called Ling Moqing Dad, it should be Ling Moqing's child!" The head chef regretted it after speaking, Ling Moqing was a well-known figure, would it cause an uproar if he confessed it?

"Ahh......h Mrs. Song, don't take it to heart when I talk nonsense!" the head chef was sweating profusely with fear, and he was afraid that Mrs. Song would ask something again.

Mu Ningci had a cold face, and his heart was mixed, that child looked exactly the same as Yan Hezhi when he was a child, how could he become someone else's child.

"Ma'am, do you still want to order?" asked the head chef, standing still.

"I'm going to ...... This one...... This ......" Mu Ningci casually ordered a few dishes on the menu, and then raised his voice and said, "Come, by the way, help me make an appointment for that Canadian or something...... Steak. ”

"Canada's top luxury steak!" corrected the head chef.

Mu Ningci gave him a blank look: "That's it!" She didn't believe that she couldn't come to Su Yiqing.

"Okay!" the head chef sweated and bowed respectfully.

……

In the kitchen lounge, Su Yiqing looked at the sleeping child, and her heart was at ease, as long as everything was okay with Letong, she would be at ease.

At this time, the head chef hurriedly came and told Su Yiqing: "Yiqing......!