Song Qianqian looked puzzled, she didn't understand why Lai Ting knocked on her door early in the morning, just to ask if they were good friends?

"Lai Ting, what's wrong with you?

Lai Ting glanced at her and replied angrily: "You just have a terminal illness!"

That's right, this is Lai Ting's style.

"Say, what are you knocking on my door so early in the morning? You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, or else our friend wouldn't have done it. ”

Song Qianqian pushed away Lai Ting's hand beside her, and stared at her with his waist in his arms.

Lai Ting's eyes narrowed, and she pushed the daughter behind her into Song Qianqian's arms with a smile, "Qianqian, Wang Hao and I are going to other places, please help me take care of Yiyi." ”

Song Qianqian was stunned for a moment, and the hands inserted in his waist also took them down, pointed to Lai Ting's nose and said, "Yiyi is here, why didn't you say it earlier." She bent down, took Wang Yiyi's hand and said with a smile: "Yiyi is here, come in, go and play with your brother Sihao." ”

Lai Ting looked at Song Qianqian, who changed his face faster than turning a book, and couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration, "Shallow, when it comes to changing face, I don't accept anyone in the world, I only obey you." ”

"you, seriously, where are you and Wang Hao going?

Song Qianqian took the bag in Lai Ting's hand and asked curiously.

Lai Ting's cheeks flushed, and she was a little embarrassed, "Shallow, today is the fifth anniversary of my marriage to Wang Hao, so we want to go to other places to spend a romantic world for two, so you can watch the children for two days, and we will come back the day after tomorrow." ”

Song Qianqian's face was shocked, and he reached out and patted Lai Ting's shoulder, "Okay, you, in order to be romantic with Wang Hao, you don't even want children." ”

Lai Ting covered Song Qianqian's mouth, put her index finger to her mouth and made a shushing appearance, "Qianqian, you keep quiet, don't let Yiyi hear it." I told her that I was on a business trip, so don't tell me about it. ”

Song Qianqian pulled down her hand, with a look of disgust, "Hmph...... It's so ruthless, for the sake of romance, you are even willing to throw away the child. However, I really envy you, after so many years, your relationship is still so good. ”

Lai Ting nodded shyly.

"Go, Lai Ting, you and Wang Hao have a good time, I will take care of Yiyi. ”

Song Qianqian raised a smiling face, hugged Lai Ting and patted her on the back.

"Thank you, shallow. ”

"Be so polite to me, you wait for me, I'll drive you. ”

After speaking, Song Qianqian ran back to the room, changed his clothes casually, washed up, and led the two children out of the door.

When he arrived at the airport, Wang Hao stood next to Lai Ting with his luggage, with a faint smile on his face.

"Shallow, Yiyi will trouble you in the past two days. ”

"It's not troublesome, it's not troublesome, Sihao is worried that he doesn't have a partner to play, and now it's just right, these two children can still be companions. ”

Song Qianqian shook his hand, and his light and crisp voice was very good.

"Then let's go first, we're going to check in our luggage. ”

Lai Ting held Wang Hao's arm, looking happy, like a newly married wife going on a newlywed trip with her husband.

"Well, let's go, stay safe on the road, and I wish you a happy wedding anniversary and have fun. ”

Song Qianqian waved her hand and watched the two of them disappear at the boarding gate before she led a child out of the airport with one hand.

At this moment, a large number of people who had just gotten off the plane poured out of the exit, pushing their luggage, and all of them were in a hurry.

Song Qianqian pulled Wang Yiyi, and before he came, he grabbed Lu Sihao in a hurry, and was scattered by the crowd of people coming and going.

Song Qianqian picked up Wang Yiyi and squeezed to his son's side with all his might. But there were too many people, she was squeezed by the crowd, and even the clothes on her body were cut out by the passing luggage.

Wang Yiyi was only three years old, and she was so frightened that she cried directly.

Song Qianqian comforted Wang Yiyi while squeezing vigorously to his son's side.

At this moment, a tall and straight man figure at the exit attracted Song Qianqian's attention.

She froze in place, the passers-by seemed to be still, and all she could see was the man pushing her luggage.

Ou Yixuan, who was dressed in an Italian handmade Armani suit, walked over with a long and straight figure, standing tall like a god, and the powerful aura exuded from his body forced the surrounding air pressure to drop sharply, almost breathless.

But Song Qianqian didn't notice all this, and now she couldn't feel anything else in her eyes except this man.

"Zi Hao, Zi Hao, it's Zi Hao, he's back, he's really back......"

Song Qianqian muttered in his mouth and walked straight towards Ou Yixuan.

Ou Yixuan pushed the luggage, followed by Cui Yaming, looking at so many people in front of him, his brows furrowed, and his face was a little impatient.

He hates crowds, and even more so crowds.

"Yixuan, what's wrong?"

Cui Yaming looked at Ou Yixuan and suddenly stopped, thinking that something had happened.

Ou Yixuan shook his head, looked at the crowded crowd in front of him, and said unhappily: "There are too many people in front." ”

Cui Yaming stood on her tiptoes and looked forward, there were indeed a lot of people. Her eyes swept over, swept back, and stopped at Song Qianqian's face not far in front.

Why is she here?

Could it be that she came to find Lu Zihao?

A hint of surprise appeared on Cui Yaming's face, and then disappeared again. She almost forgot that Lu Zihao had lost his memory, and the current Lu Zihao was called Ou Yixuan, and the previous Lu Zihao had died a long time ago.

She stretched out her hand to hold Ou Yixuan's arm, her confident face was full of pride, "Yixuan, let's go here, there are few people here." ”

As she spoke, she took the initiative to pull the luggage cart and walked in the direction of Song Qianqian.

Song Qianqian looked sluggish, watched Ou Yixuan walk straight towards her, and walked past her.

In just a few seconds, he didn't even look at her.

Why did he ignore her? Didn't he know her?

Song Qianqian stood there in a daze, and it wasn't until Ou Yixuan walked past her that she reacted, and hurriedly turned around and grabbed the corner of Ou Yixuan's clothes.

Ou Yixuan was stunned, turned his head to look at Song Qianqian, he didn't understand, why did this woman hold him?

"Miss, do we know each other?"

"Zihao, what's wrong with you? Don't you know me? I'm shallow?"

Song Qianqian pulled the corner of Ou Yixuan's clothes, crystal tears rolled in her eyes, she looked at him timidly, her eyes were full of anticipation and despair.

Ou Yixuan frowned, this woman is so strange.

He looked down at the woman who was a head shorter than him, and saw that she was holding a girl in her arms, and her clothes were torn in some places. There were tears on her fair face, although she didn't have very dazzling facial features, but her translucent eyes made him have a different kind of emotion in his heart.

The woman was familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her.

"Zihao, I'm not called Zihao, miss, you recognize the wrong person. ”

Song Qianqian shook her head and reached out to grab Ou Yixuan's arm, she was eager to prove to him that they knew each other, she was not the crazy person next to her, "Zihao, I'm shallow, what's wrong with you?"

A trace of displeasure flashed on Ou Yixuan's face, he wanted to break free from the hand of the strange-looking woman, but she held on to it firmly and didn't let go.

"Miss, I don't want to say the same thing a second time, my name is Ou Yixuan, the first time I came to City A, if you say you know me, then may I ask, have you ever been to the United States?"

Song Qianqian shook his head, and the tears in his eyes flowed down inadvertently.

"That's strange, I've always grown up in the United States, and since you haven't been to the United States, how can you know me. ”

Ou Yixuan pulled away Song Qianqian's hand, not wanting to entangle with this strange woman, he glanced at her coldly, turned around and wanted to leave.

Lu Sihao on the side didn't know where to come out, he hugged Ou Yixuan's thigh tightly, his eyes were full of surprise, he took his hand and shouted happily: "Dad, I finally saw you, my mother told me that you would come back to us, but I didn't expect you to really come back." ”

Ou Yixuan's forehead crossed three black lines, I'll go, what's the situation? Why did he come to City A for the first time, and he just got off the plane and had an extra son?

"Kid, you recognize the wrong person, I'm not your father. ”

Ou Yixuan's heart was about to explode, but he couldn't be angry at a child, he suppressed the raging flames in his heart, squatted down and helped the little boy and said.

Lu Sihao raised his head to meet Ou Yixuan's eyes, and the two looked at each other, and a familiar feeling flowed in his body.

"What's your name, kid, and where is your family?"

Ou Yixuan helped him stand up, and gently patted the dust on the knee of his pants by the way.

"My name is Sihao, Lu Sihao, and my mother said that my father's name was Zihao, because he was not by my side, so he named me Sihao. Dad, you're not going to leave again when you come back this time, right?"

Lu Sihao took Ou Yixuan's hand, his childish face full of expectation.

For some reason, Ou Yixuan always felt extremely kind when he looked at Lu Sihao in front of him. Stretched out his hand and touched his immature face, the corners of his mouth rose and whispered: "Sihao, I'm not your father, I'm not called Zihao, my name is Ou Yixuan, it may be that I look a little similar to your father, but I'm sorry, I'm really not your father." ”

Lu Sihao looked at him with wide eyes, and rubbed his eyes again for a long time, that serious look made people feel a little distressed, "However, you do look exactly like my father." ”

"Have you seen your dad?"

Ou Yixuan gently hugged Lu Sihao, looking at the child's appearance just now, his heart also felt sour.

Lu Sihao pouted and shook his head, with a look of loss, "I haven't seen my father, but I have a photo of him, and I sleep with my father's photo every night when I go to bed." ”

"Kid, I'm really not your father, I'm really sorry to disappoint you. ”

Ou Yixuan looked at the disappointed look on Lu Sihao's face, and he couldn't bear it, but he couldn't deceive the child.

"Yixuan, let's go quickly, otherwise, the driver should be in a hurry. ”