Song Yi was silent in the room for a moment.

After dozens of minutes of careful consideration, in the end, I picked up the car keys on the table and walked out of the door.

The lock clicked shut.

Over there, in the hotel.

Song Chaolu raised her eyes from the bathtub.

The glass door of the bathroom was pushed open, and the young man's eyebrows and eyes were filled with intoxicating tenderness.

"Ma'am."

A deliberately flattering voice, with an overly soft tone.

all made Song Chaolu feel like she was being held high.

She has been widowed for a long time, and no matter how powerful a woman is, she sometimes feels lonely.

And the man in front of her is her new boyfriend after she arrived in Beicheng.

Or rather...... New love, fun.

The man's surname is Ma.

His name is Ma Dejian.

It looks like a teenager, but in fact, it's twenty-five years old.

Song Chaolu likes him very much.

When he came in with a glass of wine, he smiled slightly and held out his hand to her.

Ma Dejian walked over, put the red wine glass on the ground next to the bathtub, took the rose essential oil next to the bathtub, gently poured some on Song Chaolu's arm, and massaged her.

Song Chaolu closed her eyes comfortably.

However, the displeasure between her eyebrows is still engraved on her face.

Ma Dejian had already heard Song Chaolu's excited appearance when he was talking to his son on the phone just now, and he was silent for a while, but he still opened his mouth and spoke to Song Chaolu gently: "Madam, is this comfortable?" ”

"Hmm~."

Song Chaolu closed his eyes and responded comfortably.

Ma Dejian smiled, and he didn't dare to relax the movements of his hands.

But he began to go deeper little by little, and continued to talk to Song Chaolu about topics.

"Madame seems to be tired."

"Yes," she was tired, but she was still tired.

"I'll help Madame press more, and Madame may be comfortable."

Ma Dejian's massage technique is not bad.

Gently press Song Chaolu's arm, all the way up, shoulder, collarbone.

It's almost to my chest.

His hand subconsciously paused.

Song Chaolu also noticed the moment of stopping.

Open your eyes and look up at him: "What's wrong?" ”

was looked at like this by Song Chaolu.

Ma Dejian was also a little worried in his heart.

"Madame......"

"Aren't you going to help me press more?" Song Chaolu stretched out his hand, took his hand, and slid it under his collarbone.

Almost his hand was about to be in that place.

At this time, the doorbell suddenly rang outside.

Ma Dejian's hand stiffened.

The scorching atmosphere in the bathroom also cooled down all at once.

Being disturbed at this time, Song Chaolu obviously felt very impatient.

Let go of Ma Dejian's hand and instruct him: "You go out and see what's going on." ”

Ma Dejian withdrew his hand, and according to what Song Chaolu said, he got up and went outside to open the door.

And Song Chaolu pressed the heat in her heart, closed her eyes again, and enjoyed the feeling of warm water encompassing her body in the jacuzzi.

She closed her eyes.

Quietly listen to the movement outside.

Soon, a familiar voice was heard.

Her eyes opened suddenly.

"Get out of the way!"

Outside the bathroom, Ma Dejian desperately wanted to stop Song Yi.

Song Yi was already very impatient when he saw such a little white face appear in his mother's hotel suite.

Now he is getting in the way again, and he has the urge to hit someone.

"Mr. Song, Madame is really busy."

"Get out of the way!"

Song Yi pushed him away.

Seeing that he looked like a little white face, when he pushed it out, he didn't think he was a strong man.

Ma Dejian was pushed to the ground.

Raise your hand to knock on the bathroom door.

Just as his fingers were about to fall on the door, Song Chaolu, who was in the room, stretched out his hand and opened the door.

She had already put on her bathrobe.

Seeing that his son was about to raise his hand and knock on the door, he frowned.

After sweeping the afterglow, he saw that Ma Dejian was pushed to the ground by Song Yizao, and his eyebrows tightened.

"It's coming, it's coming, what are you doing to make this big commotion?"

Obviously, Song Chaolu was a little dissatisfied with his son's beating of Ma Dejian.

However, it is not very obvious.

"What is he?"

Song Yi pointed to Ma Dejian's nose and asked his mother.

Song Chaolu didn't think anything was there, wrapped in a bathrobe, glanced at Ma Dejian who was getting up on the ground, and spoke softly to his son: "Who do you say he is?" ”

Song Yi is not a child anymore.

Of course, I can see that this is my mother's new love.

My heart suddenly became even more angry.

Even if his father is dead, but my mother has a new love so soon, it's a little too affectionate, right?

"Pony, you go out first."

"Yes, ma'am."

Ma Dejian replied in a low voice, glanced at Song Yi with some taboo, and then turned around and went out according to what Song Chaolu said.

As soon as Ma Dejian left, Song Yi said to his mother dissatisfied: "My mother originally lived in the hotel, and if this style spreads, it will be a little bad." ”

"What's wrong, your dad is dead."

Song Chaolu didn't think there was anything wrong, and he didn't feel taboo at all.

However, Song Yi listened to his mother's words and felt that his mother was unkind.

"Dad has only been dead for a few years, and that's what you're all about?"

"Dead is dead, is it possible that I have to be sad for him for the rest of my life?"

Song Chaolu thought it was funny;

Song Yi didn't agree with her mother's statement at all.

"Well, you're husband and wife."

"We are still mother and son, don't you listen to your mother the same?"

Song Chaolu walked to the living room, sat on the sofa, and lit a cigarette.

Song Yi choked on his mother's words.

Song Chaolu saw that his son was choked and stopped talking, so he shook the cigarette ash into the ashtray, looked at him and said: "I am your mother, no matter what I do, it is for your good, but now, do you think that the decisions I made are deliberately harmful to you?" ”

"Of course not."

Song Yi denied it.

"Then why don't you listen to me and turn down the cooperation with the Lu family?"

Song Chaolu was obsessed with this matter.

Song Yi's fingers were placed at his side, clenched and stretched, and his heart was entangled for a moment before he finally asked: "Am I just a cash cow for my mother?" ”

Song Chaolu's eyebrows twisted, and he immediately scolded: "What are you talking nonsense? ”

"If my mother doesn't just treat me as a cash cow, why does she control my career and hide so many things from me?"

Song Chaolu obviously didn't expect his son to say this.

frowned and said: "What controls your career and conceals your affairs, when have I ever concealed your affairs and controlled your career, it is also for the sake of your career development to be smoother, I do this, is it difficult or to harm you?" ”

"If it wasn't for the sake of harming me, then my mother told me, why did I break up with Xiao Rong after cooperating with Xiao Rong, and why can't I have a cooperative relationship with Song Shuang's friends?"

Song Yi's question really stumped Song Chaolu.

"You don't understand ......"

Song Chaolu didn't want to tell him too much.

Song Yi had to ask the truth: "What don't I understand?" ”

"Xiao Rong and Song Shuang."

"Does Xiao Rong have anything to do with Song Shuang?"

Song Chaolu twisted her eyebrows: "Since we are in the same boat as Xiao Rong, we must draw a strict boundary with Song Shuang." ”

"Because of this, you don't let me have contact with Song Shuang's friends?"

Song Chaolu does not deny it.

"Who the hell is Xiao Rong?"

Song Yi finally asked the questions that he had been struggling with all the way.

Xiao Rong's identity doesn't seem to be as simple as he knows.

If it's that simple.

There is no need for his mother to let him and Song Shuang draw the line so clearly.

However, Xiao Rong's identity is not as simple as that?

"Xiao Rong He ......"

Song Chaolu hesitated for a moment, seeing that his son had been staring at him like this.

In desperation, he said: "He ...... with Song Shuang"

Song Yi couldn't help but be even more suspicious when he saw that every word his mother said was so difficult.

"How about Song Shuang?"

Song Chaolu sighed, feeling that he really couldn't speak, stood up, and went to the study to get a document.

Turning around, he handed it to his son: "See for yourself." ”

……

Xiao Rong got up early in the morning to catch the plane.

It's just dawn.

He dragged his suitcase out the door.

Xiao You, who was on the first floor, was pouring water in the kitchen to drink, and when he heard movement outside, he walked out with a water glass.

saw that it was Xiao Rong who dragged his suitcase out.

couldn't help but tug at the corners of his lips: "So early? ”

Xiao Rong looked sideways, saw that it was Xiao You, and nodded.

Xiao You didn't mind that he didn't stop to greet her in sign language, but walked towards the door with a glass of water.

Moreover, he was very kind enough to help Xiao Rong open the door when he was about to go out.

Xiao Rong raised his eyes and looked at Xiao You.

Xiao You's eyes were slightly raised.

It is a very beautiful red phoenix eye.

It's good-looking, but because of her personality, she looks a little fierce.

Xiao You hugged his arms and waited for him to go out.

As if to close the door as soon as he went out.

Xiao Rong didn't do what she wanted.

Gesture and sign language: 'After I went to Sioux City, Daddy ......'

"Don't worry, I'll help you take care of your father," After finishing speaking, Xiao You smiled evilly again, looked in the direction of the second floor, and said quietly, "Of course, I will also help you take care of your mother." ”

Xiao Rong's eyebrows furrowed.

After he leaves, Xiao You is in this house, I am afraid that Han Lu will not be less embarrassed.

However, it is naturally not easy for Han Lu to get to this point.

Xiao You couldn't uproot Han Lu.

Then I'll go. ’

Xiao Rong gestured, put the suitcase outside the door, and the person walked out.

Just out of the house.

The door behind him was immediately closed by Xiao You.

It was as if Xiao Rong had finally been expelled from his own world.

Xiao You clapped his hands with a smile, with a smile on the corner of his lips, and walked up to the second floor.

Xiao Rong turned around, his eyes quietly looking at the door of the Xiao family's old mansion that was closed.

There was silence for a while, before turning around and dragging the luggage away.

The pulley of the suitcase was on the cement road in the early morning, and the sound was clear.

Xiao Rong didn't feel at all that leaving Beicheng this time was an exile after being expelled.

On the contrary, he had been looking forward to this departure.

Because compared to Beicheng, the current Sioux City makes him yearn for it more.

Remember the permanent address of Dr. Song's hidden new wife