"Mom, you go back first, I want to talk to Gu Wanwan."

Song Que, who originally wanted to go out with his son to relax, was even more congested, and accidentally passed by Yici's kindergarten, not to mention that he happened to meet them after school.

Song Zihao watched here for a while, and when he was about to go back, Gu Wanwan came, which was really surprising.

Now that she is left alone, it is still so natural, Song Queqi's chest hurts, but she knows that she can't resist Song Zihao, so she had to glare at them and then roar and say a few words to Song Zihao before leaving.

"Then, Wanwan, I'm also leaving, you go home early."

Su Lan could hear that the man in front of him wanted to talk to Gu Wanwan, naturally he didn't want outsiders to be present, and Su Lan was not an impenetrable person, so he turned around and left.

Gu Wanwan, whose eyes were lowered, hugged the child and got into Song Zihao's car.

"Uncle Song, where are we going to play?"

As soon as Yi Ci saw Song Zihao, she knew that there must be something fun, and she just hoped to drive there now.

Song Zihao, who just wanted to fasten his seat belt, turned his face sank, and said in a hoarse voice: "What do you call me?" ”

Yici seemed to be frightened, but the time between the two was not short, so she was just stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "Godfather!" ”

These words provoked Song Zihao's gloomy face just now to turn into joy, and only Gu Wanwan felt that the atmosphere in the car was very strange.

"Where are you going?"

Gu Wanwan saw that he didn't look like he had walked this section of the road, and couldn't help asking, but the man next to him didn't speak until he was in the place.

"Get out of the car, it's quiet here, and Yici has something to play."

Next to the car is a huge glass house, the first floor has a lot of ocean balls, slides and many entertainment facilities.

The second floor is the painting area, there are many easels on it, and the girls are the majority, and it is quiet.

Gu Wanwan took Yici and Song Zihao to the second floor, where in addition to children's paintings, there are also many famous paintings on display, which can be viewed by children.

"Mr. Song, you're here."

The teacher who was teaching the children to draw on the side walked towards them when he saw Song Zihao coming.

"Well, that's the kid I told you about last time."

Song Zihao motioned for Yici to go over, and Yici, who was still a little recognizant at the beginning, ran over.

"This child is so good-looking, he must have inherited his mother."

The teacher is a talker, and after a brief chat with Yici, the two became acquainted, and after a while, they abandoned Gu Wanwan and Song Zihao, and followed the teacher to paint.

The teacher first took Yici to visit those famous paintings, and then gave Yici a drawing board and a lot of paints, so that she could play freely by herself.

"Children at this stage like Yici are imaginative, and she doesn't need us to deliberately teach them to draw, but more to draw their own ideas."

The teacher let Yici paint alone because she was younger than other children, and even if she talked to her a lot now, it might not be good. Maybe it will stifle the child's imagination.

Song Zihao nodded in agreement, Gu Wanwan also acquiesced, and the two went to the cubicle on the side under the guidance of the teacher.

"What do you want to drink?"

Gu Wanwan shook his head: "Boiled water is good." ”

"Let's have a glass of orange juice."

Song Zihao raised his head and said after taking a deep look.

"Okay, you two, wait a minute."

When the teacher found out, he went out and asked the bar staff to serve a drink. Worry-free Chinese network

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"How did you find such a good place, I originally planned to let Yici play at home, but I didn't expect you to come."

Gu Wanwan still likes this environment very much, and the parents' cubicle is also very quiet, and the children can play happily outside.

Besides, Yici also likes to paint, and Gu Wanwan has always felt that she can cultivate and cultivate.

"Don't say these good things, you've seen all the news today."

Song Zihao's heart fell, he didn't know that someone was taking pictures at that time, and he thought that no one would recognize it when he just returned to China.

"Well, I see."

As soon as Gu Wanwan finished speaking, there was a knock on the door twice, and then a waiter walked in and put orange juice and boiled water in front of them.

"Please use it slowly."

He bowed slightly before leaving, and in just a few seconds, the cubicle became unusually quiet.

"So what is he doing? If he really cares about you, he should hurry up and clarify the matter now. ”

Song Zihao tried his best to keep his voice down, not wanting to continue the previous quarrel, lest the two break up unhappily.

Gu Wanwan reached out and picked up the boiled water he had just ordered, put it to his mouth, and didn't swallow it for a long time.

"It's my business, I'll take care of it myself."

There was also some coldness in the words, as if he had been alone for a long time.

"What do you call your business? Except for him, where can anyone help you clarify this matter, I want to come forward, but I'm afraid it will get darker and darker. ”

Song Zihao said that in the end, his body pressed back, it was very uncomfortable, the space here was not small, but he always felt extremely aggrieved.

"Zihao, I know I'm sorry for you, but, I think that's the end of it between us, can we be friends in the future?"

Gu Wanwan took a deep breath and said everything she wanted to say, she had been grateful to Song Zihao for taking care of her all these years, but she didn't want him to become extreme now.

Even if the two are separated, they can have a good ending, and they shouldn't be so entangled as they are now.

Song Zihao didn't speak, and the embarrassment in his heart seemed to be pierced by her one by one, so that he couldn't think of anything else, and originally thought of a lot of words that could comfort her.

Now I can't say a word, there is only endless silence.

The two sat for a long time, and no one spoke after about an hour, until Yici outside came over.

"Godfather! Mom, come and see what I painted! ”

A warm smile burst in, softening their hearts.

"Painted so quickly? Let Mom come and see. ”

Gu Wanwan glanced at the man and walked towards the door.

Came to Yici's small seat, there were many people on her small easel, Gu Wanwan couldn't help but count, there were six, each tall, short, fat and thin was different.

As soon as Gu Wanwan wanted to ask, Yici's crisp voice came from his ears.

"It's our family, there is a mother and a godfather, a father, a brother and a grandmother!"

Yici has a good memory and is very smart, and draws the characteristics of each person.

When Song Zihao first came out of the cubicle and saw the painting, the softest place in his heart was touched, Yici was not his biological daughter, but it was better than his biological daughter.

It is precisely because of this that Song Zihao does not want to give up Gu Wanwan even more, nor is he willing to give up the relationship between them.