Song Yiheng was expressionless, bent down and leaned over to pick up Su Letong, who was running over.

"Dad, Dad!" Su Letong was held in Song Yiheng's arms and happily rubbed his face on Song Yiheng's face.

Song Yiheng glanced at Yan Hezhi's back lightly, and then turned around and went upstairs with Su Letong in his arms. In the days without Su Yiqing, Su Letong has always been tired of himself, and he has to stay with him for a while every night before going to sleep.

Yan Hezhi's body froze in place, his hands clenched.

"Hezhi!" Mu Ningci knew that Yan Hezhi's heart must be uncomfortable at this time, and hurriedly walked over to comfort Yan Hezhi: "Le Tong is still, when he slowly adapts to it, he will recognize you." ”

Yan Hezhi's face sank, and he was as cold as a glacier, moved his lips, lowered his voice and said, "I said he is not my son. ”

Song Yiheng paused, turned his back to Yan Hezhi and said indifferently: "Do you not want to recognize each other or dare not recognize each other." ”

Yan Hezhi's eyes darkened: "This is my business, it's none of your business." ”

Song Yiheng took a breath slowly: "Yes, if it weren't for the cuteness of Le Tong, I would really be too lazy to pay attention to you." Saying that, he grinned at Su Letong, which made Su Letong's heart bloom, and he hugged Song Ye's neck and smiled happily.

Su Letong was not yet three years old, and he didn't understand what the adults were talking about at all. In this family, he relied more on Song Yiheng. Sometimes Song Yiheng is not there, he refuses to sleep, and he keeps making trouble until he is tired.

Lan Yuxi stood behind Song Yiheng, staring straight at Su Letong who was held in Song Yiheng's arms, with hatred in her eyes. This little bastard bullied Brother Yiheng every day, and he didn't have time to get close to Brother Yiheng.

Damn, damnable. Isn't it just a son who drags oil bottles, why should he rob Brother Yiheng with himself. It must have been instigated by Su Yiqing. Hum...... You wait, little bastard, I'll clean you up sooner or later.

Lan Yuxi looked at Su Letong, and her internal organs were full of hatred. The anger made her lose her mind, and she couldn't even tolerate a child less than three years old.

Song Yiheng carried Su Letong into the room, put him on his bed, and gently scratched Su Letong's nose: "You sleep obediently, I'll come to accompany you after I go to change clothes." "A suit is really not suitable for playing with children.

Su Letong's eyes widened, he looked at Song Yiheng blankly, and giggled: "Dad, you are as gentle as your mother." ”

Song Yiheng stopped taking off his clothes. In an instant, a pair of dark eyes were as cold as an ice cave. In his head, the scene of Lan Yuze and Su Yiqing in bed lingered on his own.

Song Yiheng squeezed the black suit tightly with his hand, and pinched out a wrinkle in the flat fabric.

"Love Mom, Love Dad......" Su Letong jumped on Song Yiheng's bed, happily humming the nursery rhyme taught by Su Yiqing.

The eyebrows on both sides of Song Yiheng's eyebrows were twisted into a strip. Every time Su Letong sings, it is like lighting a fire in Song Yiheng's eyes.

"Love Mom, love Dad, I want to grow up soon!" Su Letong kept repeating this sentence, never tired of it.

Suddenly, Song Yiheng threw the clothes in his hand onto the bed.

"Enough. Song Yiheng finally couldn't suppress his emotions, and slowly turned his head, staring at Su Letong with flaming eyes.

Su Letong blinked innocently, as if he hadn't realized that he had angered the Demon King.

"Dad!" Su Letong tilted his head and looked at Song Yiheng in puzzlement. Dad had always been very gentle with him before.

"I've said enough, I'm not your dad, get out of here. Song Yiheng said and stretched out his hand to carry Su Letong out of the room like a chicken, and coldly put him out of the door.

With a loud bang, Song Yiheng closed the door ruthlessly.

This loud noise frightened the people downstairs. Mu Ningci was still wondering what was going on, when he heard Su Letong's heart-rending cry from downstairs.

"Daddy, open the door, I want to sleep with Daddy!"

Mu Ningci was startled, and hurriedly rushed upstairs: "Le Tong, what's wrong!" said this, and hurriedly picked up Su Le Tong from the ground.

"Yiheng, I know you're not happy about what happened tonight, but ...... Even so, you can't take your anger out on Le Tong, he's just a child. If you want to find someone to settle accounts, you can go to Lan Yuze!

Looking at Su Letong, who was crying into tears, Mu Ningci was distressed. This is her own grandson, but he can't stand the bullying of others.

Lan Yuxi stood downstairs and listened to Mu Ningci say that, and felt even more unhappy, Lan Yuze was his brother, and he couldn't allow others to talk nonsense behind his back.

"Cry what cry. Lan Yuxi muttered, then turned to leave.

Yan Hezhi, who was upstairs, heard Su Letong's cry, he hurriedly grabbed the handrail, and prepared to go out to see what was going on, but ...... As soon as he walked out the door, he changed his mind and returned to his room.

Le Tong couldn't stop crying, Mu Ningci hugged him and kept coaxing. I'm afraid, tonight is another difficult night.

……

……

Su Yiqing returned home, closed the door, and looked at the empty room, feeling uncomfortable. At the bottom of the stairs, there were several suitcases. She plans to move out in the next few days, but she hasn't found a house yet, so she has to move to the dining hall dormitory for a while.

Walking upstairs, Su Yiqing looked at the empty wardrobe and had a sour nose. She knew that she and Song Yiheng were completely finished.

At this time, Ling Moqing sent a message. He told Su Yiqing that he would pull out the program recorded that day tonight.

Su Yiqing turned on the TV with the remote control, sat on the sofa and waited for the show to start. Watching TV alone, lacking interest, even if you have a little expectation in your heart, it is difficult to cope with this sense of loneliness.

After a while, the show began. Su Yiqing watched carefully, and she also hoped that the show could drive the audience's attention to "Paiou". Su Yiqing didn't even dare to blink her eyes, for fear that she would miss any details. But...... From the beginning of the show to the end, Su Yiqing slowly went from full of hope to disappointment to disappointment in the end. In the whole show, there was not even half a shot of himself, and even the places that were slightly in the camera were processed.

"Ahh I endured humiliation and burden, but I fell short. Who the hell is behind all this, playing with himself like this.

Su Yiqing's hand squeezed it tightly, and aggrieved tears swirled in her eyes. Is it Song Yiheng? Does he hate himself like this?

At this time, Ling Moqing called, and in the phone he sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry! Yiqing! I didn't know they would deal with it like this." ”

Su Yiqing wiped away her tears and said in a hoarse voice, "It's none of your business." ”

Ling Moqing on the other end of the phone bit her lip: "Yiqing, or I'll talk to them again." ”

"No, we can't fight them. After Su Yiqing finished speaking, she turned off her mobile phone. Then a person hugged a pillow, with bloodshot eyes, stared straight at the TV, sat all night, with an empty head, but remembered the word "hate" fiercely.

……

The next day, Lan Yuze knocked on Su Yiqing's door.

After waiting for a while, Su Yiqing came to open the door, dragging her tired body, with two dark circles under her eyes, and it looked like she hadn't slept well last night.

"Why are you here!" Su Yiqing glanced at Lan Yuze and said indifferently.

Lan Yuze shrugged: "The incident that happened last night has already spread, and the leader said it...... If you don't handle this matter well, you have a problem with your style. So ......"

Su Yiqing opened the door and let Lan Yuze in: "So, your leader removed your position?"

"Not really. Lan Yuze entered the door, looked around the room, and saw the suitcase placed next to the stairs: "The leader just asked me to deal with this matter, this matter has a big impact, let me work from home first." After speaking, he walked to Su Yiqing's kitchen.

"What are you going to do for breakfast in the morning? As he spoke, he opened the lid of Su Yiqing's pot, and his eyes lit up: "It's so fragrant! You're still in the mood to cook deliciously. ”

Su Yiqing took a bowl and filled it with a full bowl for Lan Yuze, and handed it to Lan Yuze: "Anyway, I'm going to move, so I'll dispose of some of the things in the refrigerator." ””

"You're moving, why?" Lan Yuze couldn't wait to eat. When he ate the fragrant porridge, he sighed with satisfaction: "It's so delicious! ”

Su Yiqing picked up the things in the refrigerator little by little, and then threw them into the trash: "This house was sold by Song Yiheng, and he is the landlord." Urging me to move the other day. ”

"Su Yiqing. Lan Yuze leaned over, his eyes narrowed, and he stopped talking.

"Whatever you do, say what you have to say. Su Yiqing asked busily.

"Actually......" Lan Yuze put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and put on a serious expression: "Actually...... Song Yiheng is not as bad as you think. ”

"Well, he's not bad, it's all my fault. The movement of his hand intensified, and he smashed a can of ketchup into the trash, splashing red all over the ground.

Lan Yuze sighed: "Originally, he was going to marry my sister, I shouldn't have said so much." But ......"

Lan Yuze clenched his fists and made a major decision: "Actually, many times it is Song Yiheng who is telling me to take care of you." The first time I met you was a coincidence, and most of the help I gave you after that was explained to me by Song Yiheng. ”

"You remember the time when I was made difficult to record a program on a TV station, if it wasn't for Song Yiheng asking me, I wouldn't have come forward to go to that kind of public place to attract attention. ”

"Do you remember, when you go to the Song Group, I will help you out of the siege? It's not all Song Yiheng, otherwise I would have gone to other people's companies for no reason during work hours. ”

"Do you think I really have time to help you guard your store and help you deal with those troublemakers? It's all Song Yiheng's ......"

Every time Su Yiqing heard Lan Yuze say a word, her heart couldn't help but tighten.