"Tut, Manager Gao is really a new official!"

"But Manager Gao didn't do anything wrong, and we were originally employees under Mr. Song, so other people's money should be done for others."

"Yes, yes, you're right!"

A group of people chattered and discussed, but none of them complained about Gao Ya Grain.

It can be seen that Gao Ya grain has won the hearts of the people, so it will be easier to manage the company.

……

The day passed like this, the end of the work, the end of school.

Chen Yuanle's tail bone is still painful, and he can't sit or stand.

Angry, she didn't wait for Mu Senchuan and drove home directly.

Driving the car, she couldn't help but thank Song Fengmo, "His vision of choosing a car is the same as mine, if it weren't for this soft leather cushion, I really don't know how to drive home." ”

Thinking of this, the scene of Mu Senchuan's anger in the morning came to her mind.

"How has he become so moody lately? Didn't I just say that he was on a business trip with a friend, and he was so angry......"

She turned a corner and drove into the villa area, "That look really has to fight with Song Fengmo!" ”

After getting out of the car, Chen Yuanle felt more pain in his body.

The shoulder was already pinched by Mu Senchuan, and after a day of work, it was even more sore now.

"Mu Senchuan doesn't think I'm going to hook up with someone else outside, so I'm so excited, right?"

She thought as she slowly walked into the house.

If he really thinks so, then he doesn't trust her.

Chen Yuanle sat on the sofa and closed his eyes to recuperate, and the nanny came over, "Are you uncomfortable?" Do you want me to help you upstairs? ”

She waved her hand, "No, you just go and get your hands dirty." ”

Now she is in a mess in her heart.

While thinking about Song Fengmo's invitation, he recalled what Mu Senchuan did to her.

There really wasn't anything that made her happy!

"Tick-"

She heard the sound of a whistle outside the door and knew that it was Mu Senchuan who had returned.

But she didn't open her eyes, and the pain in her body made her fidgety.

"Yuanle, I'm back." Mu Senchuan walked in the door and saw Chen Yuanle sitting on the sofa, and felt remorseful in his heart.

He sat down next to her, a strong smell of ointment irritating her nose, "What are you holding?" ”

She opened her eyes and saw Mu Senchuan holding a few plasters in his hand, as well as a bottle of spray.

"Yuanle, I'm sorry for today's incident, I bought you medicine, do you think you need me to help you put it on?"

He helped her? Forget it, she doesn't want him to touch any of her again!

"No need." She took the things, "I'll just get someone for me later." ”

Mu Senchuan looked at her unwavering face, knowing that she was still angry, "Yuanle, don't be angry, I really didn't mean to do that today." ”

"You didn't mean to?"

This person is embarrassed to say that he didn't mean it?

She gritted her teeth with a tight grip on the plaster in her hand and gritted her teeth, "Then if you really want to deal with me, won't I be strangled to death by you?" ”

Mu Senchuan's eyes widened, "Huh? Yuanle, why do you say I'm going to deal with you? ”

When she heard Mu Senchuan ask her like this, a trace of regret flashed in her heart.

If he really wanted to deal with himself, why did he save her five years ago, and why did he still keep her around?

"Ugh." She stood up, "Even so, I don't need your help. ”

She turned around and called the babysitter she had just asked her, "You can accompany me upstairs, thank you." ”

Mu Senchuan watched the nanny come out of the kitchen and looked at her again, "Yuanle, don't be angry, I'll come!" ”

She ignored him and just handed the medicine to the nanny, who helped her up the stairs.

"Hey, one misstep becomes a thousand hatreds!"

If he held back the anger in his heart today, he wouldn't be so fierce to Chen Yuanle.

In the final analysis, he was too suspicious and had too strong control over Chen Yuanle.

Song family.

After Song Yuchen got out of school, he was sent back to his home, and Song Fengmo was already waiting for him at the table at this time.

"Daddy!"

He put down his schoolbag and ran to Song Fengmo, after all, he hadn't seen his father one day and one night.

"Xiao Chen." Song Fengmo hugged him to his side and sat down, and the attendant next to him directly brought a basin of water, "Wash your hands first before eating." ”

He put his hand in the basin, and the man stretched out his hand to scrub him.

After wiping his hands dry, the man stepped back, and he began to speak.

"Dad, I'll have to eat while I tell you about the matter between me and my mother!"

Song Fengmo touched his shiny hair lovingly, "Okay, then you can slow down and don't choke." ”

He sandwiched a piece of fish meat and put it in Song Fengmo's bowl, and sent a lump of rice to his mouth, "Dad, you don't know how stingy Uncle Mu is!" ”

After listening to what he said about what he saw and experienced in Mu Senchuan in the past two days, Song Fengmo felt a little funny.

Can a place without even a pot of flowers be called a garden? It's just a teacup, is it necessary to make such a big fuss?

It seems that he Song Fengmo is too rich, and he can't experience that sad feeling at all!

"I didn't expect Mu Senchuan to be like this." He took a sip of red wine, "Xiao Chen, look at what you shattered, did Dad say a word?" ”

Song Yuchen nodded, "Yes, so when I saw Uncle Mu like that, I was really scared and cried!" ”

"Good boy." He put down the red wine glass in his hand, "Don't think about it anymore, now that you're in your own home, you can do whatever you want." ”

After listening to what Song Yuchen said, he couldn't help but start worrying about Chen Yuanle's life on Mu Senchuan's side.

Will she be living in silence? Have you been bullied by Mu Senchuan?

Thinking of this, he remembered what his grandfather had said in his mind.

"Xiao Chen, Dad needs your help with one thing now......

Song Yuchen happened to be full, and wiped the corners of his mouth, "Dad, just say it." ”

"Your grandfather is going to celebrate his seventieth birthday in a few days, and Dad decided to celebrate him."

He said "um", he remembered that he had not seen this grandfather much, as if he lived in isolation in the suburbs, and would not celebrate with them even during the New Year's holidays.

Since it's a big birthday, it's normal to hold a banquet.

"Then Dad, what do you mean by busy?"

Song Fengmo turned his gaze to the table, and didn't dare to look at him with some shame, "I called your mother today and asked her to come too, but she ......"

Hearing this, he understood what his father meant.

It turns out that Dad is deflated at Mom's place again!

"Looks like I still need to play, right?" He sat on the stool and shook his legs, and asked Song Fengmo proudly.

Song Fengmo scratched his head, becoming more and more embarrassed, "Your mother has a stubborn temper, but it's not because I can't shout, it's her, it's her reason......"

Oops, is this being shy?

And this is obviously his own problem, and he blames his mother, he is really speechless.

"Then Dad, if you want me to come forward, should you give me a little ......" He winked at Song Fengmo, "Shouldn't you give me a little benefit?" ”

Song Fengmo was helpless, "You little clever ghost is really good at talking about conditions!" Say, what do you want? ”

He jumped off the stool, ran to the living room, and pointed to the game console, and Song Fengmo understood what he meant.

"If you succeed in getting your mom to say yes." Song Fengmo put one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other hand made a "one" gesture to him, "I'll let you play for an hour." ”

"Good!" He clenched his right hand into a fist and touched Song Fengmo's hand, indicating a deal.

Song Fengmo took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to him, and sat down beside him.

"Wait a minute, stinky boy."

He made an "OK" gesture, and he didn't understand Dad's thoughts, so he still needed to be reminded?

The phone rang, but Chen Yuanle didn't answer.

"Dad, you ......" he glanced at Song Fengmo suspiciously, "Did you quarrel with your mother again, otherwise your mother wouldn't have answered the phone." ”

Song Fengmo didn't look at him, clasped his hands on his chest, and leaned on the sofa, "I don't, it must be your mother who is busy, you can try again." ”

"Huh-" He was dismissive, obviously he had provoked his mother, so he asked me to help, right?

I didn't expect him to admit it......

He dialed Chen Yuanle's phone again, and although it rang for a long time this time, she finally picked it up.

"Song Fengmo, why did you call me again?" She was now taking off her clothes and putting on the ointment, and her heart was already irritable, so the tone of her speech was not good.

He pressed the speakerphone and said into the phone, "Mom, it's me, Xiao Chen!" ”

Chen Yuanle didn't expect her son to call her, and her tone immediately softened, "Ah, it turned out to be Xiao Chen!" ”

When the father and son heard this very different tone, they looked at each other in unison.

Song Fengmo thought to himself, it seems that his son is indeed more important, Chen Yuanle has become like a cheerful bird.

What Song Yuchen thought in his heart was: It seems that Dad has indeed provoked Mom again, and Mom's voice has changed too much!

The two shook their heads at each other again and pursed their lips slightly.

"Yes, Mom, are you off work?"

Chen Yuanle exposed the other shoulder, and the nanny tore off the ointment and pasted it on her.

"Mom has gotten off work, has Xiao Chen taken classes and eaten well?"

"Mom, I've got a good meal!"

Song Fengmo shook his arm and motioned for him to hurry up and get down to business.

He turned around and left his back directly to Song Fengmo.

"Hey, you kid......" Song Fengmo didn't expect him to pull like this, and stretched out his hand to pull him over.

He pouted and pointed to the phone, meaning to ask Song Fengmo not to disturb him, otherwise he would hang up the phone!

Song Fengmo had no choice, and muttered helplessly, "If you weren't able to help me, I wouldn't be looking for you, a ghost elf!" ”

And Song Yuchen didn't feel embarrassed, and grinned, "Mom, I miss you!" ”

After speaking, he stuck out his tongue at Song Fengmo, and that look was telling him: You see I can say that I miss my mother openly, you can't, right?