Leng Haochen got out of bed and quietly walked through the dark master bedroom to the door of the guest room, only to find that the door of the guest room was locked.

It took him a lot of tricks before he finally entered the guest room.

Leng Haochen climbed into the crib softly and hugged Song Xingchen, and Song Xingchen's body automatically fell into his arms as if he was conscious.

Seeing Song Xingchen's actions, he couldn't help but kiss him.

Song Xingchen, when will you be able to remember everything we have experienced, and when will you remember that An An is the crystallization of our love?

……

The next day, Song Xingchen, who woke up in a daze, subconsciously glanced at the position next to him, thought about it carefully, and touched his somewhat red and swollen lips.

Last night, she dreamed that Leng Haochen came over and kissed her.

As a result, her lips were swollen.

Isn't it a dream, but real?

But when she went to bed last night, she had obviously locked the room, and Leng Haochen shouldn't be able to enter.

What the hell is going on?

Song Xingchen thought about it for a long time, his head hurt when he thought about it, and he still didn't figure out if he was dreaming.

Forget it, if you can't figure it out, you don't want to.

Song Xingchen got up to wash up as usual, but when he went downstairs for breakfast, he only saw Leng Yi'an, who was sitting at the table obediently.

"Mom, did you sleep well yesterday?" The immature voice came, and Leng Yi'an was holding his face and smiling at her.

"Mom slept well." Song Xingchen nodded with a light smile, pulled out the chair next to the dining table and sat down.

"No wonder mom looks prettier today." Leng Yi'an said sweetly.

"Sweet-talking little guy, An An is also more handsome than yesterday." Song Xingchen touched Leng Yi'an's head amusedly.

"Because I slept well, too." Leng Yi'an tilted his head, and casually mentioned it after answering: "It's just that Dad may not have slept well, and he came back too late from work last night, as if he left early in the morning, and he didn't know what was so urgent." ”

Song Xingchen's relaxed expression slowly condensed, and everything that happened yesterday reappeared in her mind.

She had tried so hard to force herself to forget for a while last night, and she didn't think about it after she finally fell asleep, but in the morning she was deprived of her pleasure because of a simple word.

"Really? Did he say anything before leaving? Song Xingchen tried his best to calm his tone.

"No, I left without saying a word." Leng Yi'an buried his head in eating breakfast and spoke a little slurred.

Not to mention whether Dad took the initiative to speak, he still wanted to talk to Dad for a few words, but there was no chance at all, and the plan he had just discussed with the housekeeper and grandfather yesterday was useless.

However, the words were just Leng Yi'an's casual answer, but the listener Song Xingchen remembered it in his heart.

Yesterday in the company, Leng Haochen hugged Su Qiaoqiao and left to ignore her, which made her remember it vividly and made her feel extremely depressed.

It turned out that Leng Haochen could leave her and care for others with all her heart, she really thought that only she could get that special treatment, but she was hit so quickly.

Yesterday, Leng Haochen went to the hospital with Su Qiaoqiao with a worried face, and this morning he got up early and rushed to the hospital to take care of Su Qiaoqiao, but the object of ignoring it became her.

Song Xingchen felt extremely ridiculous about what he had been thinking about all night.

"I'm done eating, I'll go to the crew first." Song Xingchen's calm tone was just like her expression.

Leng Yi'an looked up when she heard this, and found that she had only moved a few bites of breakfast, and she just wanted to ask, but after glancing at her listless mother, she closed her mouth in amusement.

The world of adults is so complicated......

Song Xingchen walked to the door and put on her shoes, and Uncle Wang thoughtfully handed her a bag and watched her leave.

Before leaving, Song Xingchen suddenly remembered something, stopped and turned around and asked, "Uncle Wang, my flowers from yesterday seem to have been placed in the living room, did you help me deal with them?" ”

Uncle Wang looked slightly apologetic, but helpless: "Madam, the young master threw away the flowers yesterday, so ......"

Song Xingchen opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he was speechless again.

It was a long time before she said, "Well, I see." ”

When did Leng Haochen become so ruthless to her, and threw away her flowers without asking?

Why?

Originally, after the company was ignored, she wanted to throw away the bouquet of roses on the side of the road, but after thinking about it and not coming to a conclusion, she finally brought it home.

Even if Leng Haochen didn't like it, it was carefully selected in the flower shop for a long time, and the shopkeeper was carefully packaged and wanted to give it to Leng Haochen.

As a result, now it was thrown away by Leng Haochen himself.

She had a feeling that her mind was not only not respected, but also trampled on.

Leng Yi'an could see that her mother was very sad.

He followed behind him and wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to speak, for fear of making his mother even sadder.

It wasn't until Song Xingchen was taken away by the driver that he made a straight face like a little adult: "Dad is really too much, I don't know how to comfort my mother, how can I chase people back?" ”

Uncle Wang sighed: "The young master's temper, who can persuade him?" ”

When she arrived at the crew, Song Xingchen's role didn't start until a little later, so she leaned back on a chair in the rest area and forced herself to study the script with a calm face.

The crew whispered: "Sister Xingchen looks like she is in a bad mood today." ”

"Is there a contradiction with Mr. Leng? Yesterday, Song Xingchen and Han Yuxuan filmed a kiss scene, Mr. Leng's aura, super scary, okay? ”

"How so? Didn't Song Xingchen go to the company to coax people yesterday? I came back with a big bouquet of red roses and looked very emotional. ”

"How can a rich person have a relationship with a female star? It's probably the expiration date, right? ”

The words 'shelf life' drifted into my ears in a trance.

Suddenly, Song Xingchen took out his mobile phone and opened the contacts, stared at Leng Haochen's three words and did not respond for a long time, and after a long time, he re-locked the screen and stuffed the phone with the black screen back into the bag.

The mobile phone that had just turned off the screen suddenly rang, Song Xingchen's eyes suddenly lit up, and when he opened it, he found that it was not Leng Haochen calling, and the light in his eyes suddenly dissipated.

Still, she answered the phone.

"Hello, is it Song Xingchen?" The woman on the other end of the phone.

Song Xingchen had already heard whose voice it was, her eyes were cold, but she still asked symbolically, "Which one?" Is there something wrong? ”

The delicate laughter came: "I'm Su Qiaoqiao, can't I call you if I'm fine?" I thought we were already friends? ”

Song Xingchen thought of the picture of Leng Haochen hugging Su Qiaoqiao yesterday, and her tone, which has always been able to restrain her temper, was slightly unkind: "Miss Su, our friendship is not so good, you have something to say." ”