Song Huaijin: "......"

This morning, he was so sore that his back molars were about to be crushed by himself.

Look, listen, is this human language, there is such a double standard father? Is it cold to his son, and warm as spring to his daughter-in-law?

Although, there is still some estrangement between their father and son.

At the same time, his eyes also glanced at Ruan Yu in the bedroom, and the look in his eyes was even more unkind and a little puzzled, which made Ruan Yu inside sneeze directly when he saw it.

After taking a deep breath, Song Huaijin controlled his emotions and continued to speak to Song Huaijin on the other end of the phone: "Not yet, I'll eat it right away." The tone is still Ruan Yu's usual soft and well-behaved, with a bit of gentleness.

After speaking, he didn't forget to learn Ruan Yu's character and asked, "Dad, have you eaten?" ”

After asking, he suddenly remembered that it was exactly three or four o'clock in the afternoon in country F, and Song Huaijin raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows with some annoyance. He is really angry with his IQ today, three or four o'clock, what to eat? Lunch is still dinner, lunch is too late, dinner is too early.

However, maybe it was because he was in a good mood, or maybe he had a special preference for "Ruan Yu", so Song Ren didn't care about this, but replied to him very seriously: "Not yet, there is still a period of time before dinner, don't rush." ”

Such a gentle attitude made Song Huaijin sour again.

It is estimated that if he asked this question as "Song Huaijin" instead, Song Ren would be a head and face again. After all, this question is too stupid. Moreover, even if it is a normal problem, a normal one, he can pick out a bunch of eggs in his bones.

And Lu Qing, who had been listening to the side, couldn't help it, compared his lips to Song Ren, pointed to the Tang costume on his body, and motioned for him to hurry up and ask who the designer of the Tang costume was.

He knew that Song Ren also regarded him as a friend and confidant, so of course he could understand his feelings very well and would not blame himself for his short-term impoliteness.

He really, too much wanted to know who his soulmate was.

Song Ren immediately understood, didn't make much detours, and asked directly: "By the way, Xiao Yu, did you give me this Tang costume, or did that stinky boy give it to me?" ”

In fact, he also wanted to know who made this Tang costume.

"I sent it." Song Huaijin answered truthfully for Ruan Yu.

When Ruan Yu had just made that Tang costume, he had also seen it, so he naturally knew the subtlety of that Tang costume. Now, Song Ren would like that Tang costume and be interested in it, which was completely expected by Song Huaijin.

"Then who made that Tang costume, did the production and embroidery all be done by the same person? Who is it? Song Ren then asked the next important question, with a bit of urgency in his tone.

"It's Ruan...... It's me. I almost blurted out Ruan Yu's name.

"Really?" On the other end of the phone, Song Ren's voice was obviously raised a few points, with excitement and surprise.

After speaking, he realized that his tone similar to a question was inappropriate, "I mean, Xiao Yu, this is me."

Over the years, I've received the most desirable birthday gift. ”

Lu Qing's eyes were even brighter.

His eyes were glued to the phone in Song Ren's hand. If it weren't for his good upbringing, he really wanted to have a good chat with "Xiao Yu" on the other end of the phone.

Song Huaijin frowned.

What is Ruan Yu's gift, the most desirable gift he has received over the years? Doesn't he give gifts every year and hasn't fallen for a year, from elementary school to now, co-authoring is not to his liking?

Closing his eyes, Song Huaijin took a deep breath again, and then said to the other end of the phone: "That's really good, Dad, if you like it." After pretending to laugh, he continued to ask, "By the way, Dad, ...... Are you still satisfied with Huaijin's gift? ”

I don't know if it's because I'm in a good mood, or because the person who is talking is Ruan Yu, this time, when I heard Song Huaijin's voice again, Song Ren didn't get as angry as before. It's just that the words that came out of his mouth made Song Huaijin's heart completely cold again, and he was about to crumble into slag:

"Oh, oh his, I haven't had time to take it apart yet." Some casual tones are not even as good as being angry and making Song Huaijin happy.

Song Huaijin: "......"

I haven't had time to dismantle it yet.

It's not time yet.

Not yet.

This sentence, as if it had magical power, echoed infinitely in Song Huaijin's mind.

On the other end of the phone, as if Song Huaijin was not heartfelt enough, Song Ren happily added: "It's still Xiaoyu, you are intimate and reminded me, otherwise I will forget." ”

Song Huaijin: "......"

It's still Xiaoyu, you are intimate and reminded me, otherwise I would have forgotten.

Remind me, otherwise I would have forgotten.

Otherwise, I would have forgotten.

The expression on Song Huaijin's face froze completely. Even what Song Ren said, what he responded to, and finally forgot how he hung up.

I only know that after I arrived at the company, those two sentences still echoed in my mind.

Daddy, this is really a daddy. The knife poked straight into his heart.

For the first time, Song Huaijin looked at the document in front of him, and for the first time, he didn't read a word about the content of the document, but fell into deep thought. From time to time, he moved his eyes to doubt life, and looked at Ruan Yu, who was embroidering on the sofa seriously, with doubts and hidden murderous in his eyes.

Compared with Ruan Yu, he is like a door-to-door son-in-law, and Ruan Yu, this treatment, seems to be Song Ren's little princess in the palm of her hand.

It's a pity that Ruan Yu, who was immersed in embroidery, didn't notice Song Huaijin's gaze at all.

It wasn't until Secretary Zhao's knock on the door that Ruan Yu hurriedly recovered from his spiritual world, and quickly switched places with Song Huaijin, who was sitting in the president's office, and sat in front of a pile of documents, while Song Huaijin sat in front of a pile of embroidery works.

So, Secretary Zhao pushed open the door of the president's office, and the first thing he saw was still such a warm and quiet picture - the president was working, processing and correcting documents. And the president's wife, right in one

In the way of embroidery, the president who accompanied the work did not speak and disturbed, so he accompanied him quietly.

Secretary Zhao only felt like he was being stuffed with a handful of dog food.

It's too fast, the president and the president's wife have been developing recently. Not long ago, the president also explained that she would find a lawyer to help deal with the distribution of property after his divorce from Ruan Yu, and she really thought that the president and the president's wife were as reported outside, and their feelings were cold, even to the point of divorce.

Unexpectedly, in just one or two months, the president not only stopped mentioning this matter, but also took the president's wife every day and asked her to accompany her to the office. Even, some time ago, everyone knew that the president would personally buy sanitary napkins for the president's wife.

Really, the world is changing so fast. Secretary Zhao only felt that he couldn't keep up with their rhythm.

(End of chapter)