To say that Song Chinese New Year's Eve took the initiative to find him, Song Enming did not expect it.

Who doesn't know Song Eun's resistance to Song Enming on Chinese New Year's Eve?

The last face-to-face collapse Song Eun Ming remembers her every expression.

She is really like Ah Zhao, Ah Zhao has also cried like that, her eyes are full of broken stars, pretending to be irresistible light, and full of sadness.

Song Enming slowly put away the letter in his hand.

"Sir, Mrs. said that it was cold these days, and the soup was boiled by hand." The aunt of the family came in with a bowl of soup.

Smile sweetly.

I don't know why in the past few days, Mr. and Mrs. have had a cold war again, and they are all a little trembling when they do things, but every time Mrs. makes soup, it is a sign of ending the Cold War, because Mr. will never refuse.

So when they saw that Mrs. had boiled the soup, they were also very happy.

Song Enming nodded, sandwiched the letter in a book, and then brought it over and took a sip.

Somewhat salty.

"Where's Madame?"

"Madame and my friend have made an appointment to go out."

"What about Shang Ze and Qiao Yan?"

"The young master is not at home, the young lady is in the room."

Song Enming nodded, took another sip of soup and put the bowl down.

"Take it."

"Eh..."Why didn't you finish it this time?"

Song Eunming took off his black hat, "I'm going out." ”

"Yes, I'll call the butler to prepare the car for you."

"Go ahead."

I went out with a bowl.

Song Enming lowered his head, turned the book back on, and casually flipped through it, and saw the pictures sandwiched inside.

It was Ah Zhao sitting at the head of the bed and fiddling with a little bear, it was Ah Zhao's childhood toy, he had it when he was one year old, and then he picked her up when he was ten years old, and she didn't remember it.

It's quiet, it's gentle, the side face is a beauty that the whole world can't resist, the only drawback is that the angle of the photo is a little strange, shot from top to bottom... It's like a screenshot of a camera.

Song Enming collected his thoughts and put the book in the drawer.

……

"Would you like to have something?"

Song Chinese New Year's Eve took a deep breath and sat with a dull expression.

Song Enming ordered a cup of Blue Mountain, and Song asked for the same cup on Chinese New Year's Eve.

She looked much calmer than the last time she saw herself, she didn't mean to collapse at all, and the cold and irrepressible gentleness made Song Enming think of Ah Zhao again and again.

The whole heart is.

She didn't wear makeup today, she was wearing a black coat, and she was silent for a long time, and only slowly spoke when the waiter left.

"Do you regret it?"

Song Enming smiled, the traces of time wrinkled a little at the corners of her eyes, but they couldn't weaken her bearing at all.

"Regret is the last thing people should do."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve sneered, but was not excited.

She already knew that this man didn't have a mother in his eyes at all, he was so ruthless, and even his sister could be forced down from a tall building, what did he regret?

"Sir, your coffee, please use it slowly."

"Miss, your coffee, please use it slowly."

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve stirred and closed his eyes, "Since you don't regret it, then return your mother to me, otherwise, you will regret it." ”

Song Enming shook his head, without a head or tail, but suddenly stared at the ring on Song Chinese New Year's Eve's finger and said, "That's Ah Zhao's." ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's fingers couldn't help but shrink, and he felt that it was unnecessary.

"Hmm."

"Ah Zhao has another one."

Song Chinese New Year's Eve couldn't understand.

I don't want to understand either.

"Song Enming, your daughter is still pregnant, don't force me."

"Can you bear it? Hurt Shanze? ”

Song Chinese New Year's Eve's body stiffened. "Stealing the marriage in September: Teacher Qin, you have to hold it high!" The latest chapters of "Paw Book House" are free to read for the first time.