Mu Bai is worried that his daughter will fall in love like an old father, even if Song Yi has repeatedly denied it, but Mu Bai, the old father, still doesn't believe it.

"Song Xiaoyi, you have finally been whitewashed by the country, do it and cherish it, don't give me a mess of moths?"

"Now is the time for you to be young and energetic, you think about your Nobel."

"Not to mention, your diploma gave me unparalleled confidence, and now I think you can definitely give me a Nobel back!"

Song Yi yawned, and his attitude towards Mu Bai was more perfunctory and perfunctory.

"I may join my mentor's experimental group in a month, and it will be very busy at that time."

"I understand, I'll try to minimize your workload when the time comes, but you signed a deal with the company to release a drama in three months."

Thinking about himself when he was young and ignorant, Song Yi wanted to hammer himself into the soil.

"Then you can take it now, and try to get it done before I join the experimental group."

Mu Bai thought for a moment and nodded, "It's okay, then you get ready for the next few days, and I'll pick and choose." ”

When he and Mu Bai were discussing the next itinerary, Song Yi suddenly received a message.

- Kowloon Mansion, No. 888, waiting for you to go home.

Song Yi took a deep breath and remembered that he was driven to the shelves today.

By the way, she has now inexplicably become Zhao Huaiming's fiancée, and she promised to live with him.

"Song Xiaoyi, have you found the place where you lived after breaking up with the big guy?"

“…… We didn't break up. ”

"Oh, I didn't break up, that's also-" Mu Bai stepped on the brakes, and Song Yi almost hit the seat in front of him, "What?!" You didn't break up?! ”

"......" Song Yi patted his chest with palpitations, "yes?" ”

Mu Bai didn't mention it in one breath, and was almost angry to death by Song Yi.

"Didn't break up?! He stopped your resources without breaking up? Does he have a new love? ”

It seems unlikely.

After all, the extremely cold state of existence around Zhao Huaiming is not something that anyone can bear.

"No, I told him I wanted to chase my Nobel dream, so he told me to work hard."

forwarded the location that Zhao Huaiming sent to her to Mu Bai, Mu Bai glanced at the address, scolded the evil capitalist in his heart, and reluctantly believed what Song Yi said.

Kowloon Mansion is the closest top community to the Z University Physics Institute, and the most expensive villa area at the beginning of the word 8, No. 888 is naturally needless to say, it must be the king of the building in the Kowloon Mansion.

Mu Bai sent Song Yi to the door.

"Have a good rest tonight, I'll send you the script when I find it."

"Okay, bye-bye."

After saying goodbye to each other, Song Yi entered the villa.

Today, Zhao Huaiming got off work surprisingly early, and was sitting on the sofa reading a book, when he heard the sound of the door closing, he raised his head.

"I'm back."

Song Yi, who was changing shoes, responded casually.

"It's not too late, do you want to go for a late-night snack?"

Whoever says this is a normal sentence, except for Zhao Huaiming.

He is a man who is extremely self-disciplined, and his sleeping time is accurate to the second every day, except for the first night when he comes back from a business trip, he will be crazy with Song Yi for a few hours, and he never violates the rules.

Song Yi has been with him for two years, and it is the first time that he knows that he will also eat supper.

"Forget it, I'm too tired."

After a day of tossing in the secret room today, what Song Yi wants to do most now is to take a good bath and then sleep beautifully.

But Zhao Huaiming seems to be a little wrong today.

"Then let's go ride the Ferris wheel together?"

Song Yi raised his face and looked at him with a confused expression.

Seriously think about whether he was caught in the door today.