"I know where she is. Song Weixi immediately said: "If my mother is not at home, not at my grandmother's house, or at Aunt Tian's, she will be in the studio." ”

Su Ran's life circle has always been very simple, and he rarely goes to other places.

"Then we'll go to her in a moment. ”

When Song Tingyu took Song Weixi and was about to go out, he met Shen Jing, who had just returned from outside.

She looked at the father and son suspiciously: "Where are you going?"

Song Tingyu picked up Song Weixi's small body from the ground: "Take him out for a while." ”

Shen Jing guessed almost instantly: "Go find Su Ran?"

"Questions?"

Song Tingyu's voice revealed his impatience at the moment, Shen Jing always likes to take care of his affairs three or four times, he has always hated this kind of thing, even if she is his biological mother.

"Court encounter!" Shen Jing's voice intensified.

Song Weixi looked at the faces of the two adults back and forth, hugged Song Tingyu's neck with both hands, and whispered: "Grandma, today is my mother's birthday, and my father just wants to take me and my mother out to dinner." ”

After Shen Jing listened, her face became even more gloomy.

Song Tingyu didn't care about her anymore, and left with Song Weixi in his arms.

In the car, Song Weixi, who was sitting in the back seat, held the gift box with his little hand and said loudly: "Dad, why doesn't grandma like mom?"

Song Tingyu's long finger on the steering wheel paused slightly, and Shen Jing's disgust for Su Ran was undisguised, so even Song Weixi could detect it.

He didn't know how to explain these things to a child who was only three years old, he was silent for a moment, and then glanced back: "Vichy, grandma, she doesn't dislike your mother. ”

Song Weixi lowered his head and looked at his hands: "I know, she just doesn't like it." ”

Because of the thought of this, his mood became depressed.

In order to divert his attention, Song Tingyu changed the subject: "Vichy, Dad hasn't bought a gift yet, can you accompany me to buy a gift for Mom?"

Song Weixi's attention was really diverted, and he immediately nodded: "Dad, what gift do you want to give?"

Song Tingyu was stunned for a moment, he almost never gave a gift to a woman, even when Bai Zhirui wanted something, he just gave her money and let her buy it herself.

So he really didn't have any experience in this area, and he didn't know what Su Ran liked.

Song Weixi was lying on the car window and looking out at the moment, and suddenly pointed to a place and said, "Dad, go buy a flower for your mother, ask for red roses." ”

I really don't know how Song Weixi knew that women like red roses at such a young age.

But as soon as Song Weixi arrived at the flower shop and saw those bright red roses, he wrinkled his little nose: "Cheesy." ”

He was already beautiful and handsome, and when he said this, everyone in the store was amused.

In the following time, almost everyone's eyes fell on this high-value father and son.

Song Weixi walked around the flower shop, studying each flower carefully, but he didn't seem to be very satisfied, and finally he stopped in front of a flower and pinched the petals with his small hand: "That's it." ”

The clerks looked over, but they all smiled, it was a yellow chrysanthemum!

Song Tingyu walked over: "Vichy, this is a chrysanthemum." ”

"Aren't chrysanthemums bad?"

"It's not bad, but it's not a good time to send this kind of flower on your birthday. In fact, Song Tingyu had already taken a fancy to it, he took the white rose on the side and handed it to the clerk: "If you want this, wrap it up." ”