Song Yuannian Song family is the business and political master of City B, Song Yuannian is the youngest son of the Song family, he was favored since he was a child, because he didn't like the Song family's industry, so he worked in the company of several brothers. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Song Yuannian, the third in line, the eldest brother and the second brother are all adults, and they are the only ones left, and Song Yuannian is also twenty-six years old, and Song's mother chatters at home every day.

The family rarely interfered in their own affairs, including Song Yuannian's choice of life path, that is, when he was older, he did not start a family. Mother Song wanted him to feel at ease, be more down-to-earth, live a good life, and stop doing dangerous things like drag racing.

That night, Song's mother called her youngest son to come home for dinner, and he agreed. However, he wanted to take Yan'er with him.

"Yan'er, my mother asked me to go home for dinner tonight, or you can go back with me, and you should see your parents."

Shen Yan glared at him, and he remembered that the time was not right now. What kind of situation is it now, Shen Yan insisted on giving birth to a child without telling her family, and the less people know about this matter, the better.

"Yan'er, I'm not at ease when you're at home." Song Yuannian looked at Shen Yan with a serious face full of concern. After getting along for the past few days, Song Yuannian has understood what the woman he loves is like.

He is smarter than anyone else at work, but he is an idiot in life. I often forget to turn off the water heater when taking a bath, and cooking noodles will also paste the pot.

"What's there to worry about, I'm not a child." Shen Yan rolled her eyes at Song Yuannian, but felt warm in her heart.

"Then you are obedient at home, pay attention to safety, don't go into the kitchen casually, remember to turn off the water heater when taking a shower, close the doors and windows, don't open the door to strangers casually..."

"Holy! You really think that the old lady is a child. Shen Yan kicked over.

"Okay, good, my Yan'er is the best." Song Yuannian ran into the kitchen with his calves covered and prepared dinner for Shen Yan.

Song Yuannian first cooked food for Shen Yan at home, then cleaned up and bought some supplements for his parents before returning to the Song family's mansion.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the villa, Song Yuannian looked at the nurse who had loved him since he was a child waiting at the door, "Young master, you are back, you haven't been home for a long time, you see that you haven't eaten at home recently, you are hungry and thin." ”

Song Yuannian scratched his head embarrassedly, "Mom Zhang, I'm not busy these days, I'll go home every day in a few days, hehe." ”

"Okay, come in quickly, the old lady and Miss Gong are waiting for you."

"Miss Gong? Who is Miss Gong, nurse? "Song Yuannian was confused.

"Young master, let's go first, you'll know if you go." Zhang's mother also sold a pass to Young Master Song.

Song Yuannian handed the things to the helper on the side, "Mom, Dad, I'm back." ”

"Xiao Nian, hurry, come here, say hello to Xiao Gong, get to know each other." Song's mother, Liu Ying, heard her son coming back, and immediately beckoned her son to come over to see the object of his blind date, Gong Rongrong.

What is this, blind date? He already has his own Yan'er, how can he look down on other women. Song Yuannian went up to say hello, he didn't want to make his mother unhappy as soon as he came back. Silently pray that people don't look down on themselves, "Hello, Miss Gong, I'm Song Yuannian." ”

"Hello Yuannian, can I call you that?" Gong Rongrong asked Song Yuannian with a smile, "My name is Gong Rongrong, do you remember me?" When you were a child, you even came to my house for my birthday dinner. ”

Gong Rongrong's palm-sized face, crooked eyes when he laughs, and a blue and white fishtail skirt, at first glance, is a girl who likes the old man.

Birthday? Dine? Song Yuannian was even more confused, they seemed to be meeting for the first time.

"Xiao Nian, don't you remember Rongrong? Your uncle Gong Hongan's daughter, I took you to her house when you were a child, and you were naughty at that time, and you broke a small vase made by Rong Rong himself. ”

Mother Song patted Gong Rongrong's hand nicknamely, "Rongrong has been to the United States with her uncle in the past few years, she just came back, she doesn't have a boyfriend, she is beautiful, smart and clever, I like it very much, so I let her come to our house to play."

Gong Hongan, the old professor of Nanjing University in City B, did not expect that the old professor was willing to build a family with his own family, and as a businessman, he would inevitably smell of copper.

"That's it," Song Yuannian casually agreed, thinking that he would go back to Yan'er as soon as he coped.

Mother Song held Gong Rongrong's hand, and the parents chatted briefly, obviously very satisfied with this girl. Gong Rongrong also talked about his affairs abroad, making the Song family's parents laugh. Song's mother also inadvertently brought the topic to her son, praising Song Yuannian for his filial piety and obedience.

"Master, madam, young master, miss, it's time to eat." After a while, Zhang's mother came over and Zhang Luo went to dinner.

Song Yuannian came down with a meal, and he didn't talk much, even if Song's mother asked, he just mixed it up with haha. Gong Rongrong looked very happy. Song Yuannian also talked to Song's father about business matters and briefly talked about the changes in stocks.

After eating this meal, it was also a pleasure, but no one understood the bitterness in Song Yuannian's heart. After the meal, Song's mother kept pressing Song Yuannian and didn't let him go, when Song Xiao's classmate just wanted to leave, Liu Ying grabbed her son's thigh and pinched it hard, Song Yuannian was in pain, and sat down obediently without speaking, and his heart was full of his Yan'er.

After Shen Yan finished eating the food cooked by Song Yuannian, she was satisfied and touched her bulging belly, touched her slightly bulging lower abdomen, and felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

Finally had a quiet night, without Song Yuannian chattering on the side, I don't know why Shen Yan was a little unaccustomed to it. She shook her head, thinking to herself what had happened lately, she had always hated the constraints of marriage.

It's like between a father and a mother, two people are united and separated. Shen's father, who values his career, also values his artistic work. Shen Yan has never felt the warmth of her family since she was a child, so she would rather her child be raised by herself than let her feel the sadness of being overwhelmed by her parents' separation.

Shen Yan sat on the swing recliner arranged for her by Song Yuannian on the balcony, watched the traffic coming and going outside the window, picked up the paintbrush and set up the drawing board, played a light music, and a bunch of mint stretched out in the small space of the balcony, filled with a fresh fragrance.

The lines of the charcoal pen stretched on the white paper, and Shen Yan scribbled, and suddenly she was not used to such quietness. I miss that little kid a little, what is he doing at the moment?

The phone rang, and it was her mother, who hadn't been in contact for a long time. As soon as my mother walked into her studio, she would forget about her surroundings and be reminded by the maid when she ate and slept.

"Hey, Mom." may be because after being pregnant with a baby, Shen Yan understood the hard work of being a mother, and her voice was much softer.

"Swallow, what have you been doing lately? Are you busy at work, you haven't called your mother for a long time. ”

"Hasn't it always been the peak season recently, and after settling in, the list has not been broken, so I don't have much time."

"Don't be too busy, you must pay attention to your body, Yanzi, I'll tell my mother when I'm busy, my mother hasn't talked to you for a long time." Tan Xin's tone was deeply worried. Under normal circumstances, she also cares about her daughter.

"Got it, Mom, you have to pay attention to your body, too." Shen Yan rarely said anything of concern to her mother.

"Then mom hangs up, you go to bed early." Tan Xin couldn't help but reddened his eyes when he heard his daughter's long-lost concern.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yan couldn't help but shed two lines of tears, she wanted to go back to see her mother, but she didn't dare. After becoming pregnant, her feelings were much richer, Shen Yan wiped away her tears and continued to paint on the drawing board.

This novel is from the King of Books