How could Manyun listen to him and go back obediently, and go straight to his own residence, and before his ass was hot, Aunt Wang's phone came.

"Manyun, are you back? Today, Aunt Wang is cooking mushroom soup hot pot, and the side dishes are all what you like to eat, it's almost ready, just waiting for you to come back! Her tone is relaxed and cheerful, and there is a lot of hope in it, like a parent who is looking forward to the return of her child.

She studied how to answer so as not to break the old man's heart, and before she could speak, Aunt Wang warned her first.

"Don't tell me that if you don't come, you won't go back home, what do you want to do, you live there alone and have nothing, order takeout every day, and come over after work."

Manyun touched his earlobe, "Forehead...... Aunt Wang, I want to go back to me today, and then ......"

"If you don't come, I'll pick you up, you can do it. This white girl is becoming more and more disobedient. Aunt Wang muttered and hung up the phone.

Manyun lifted the bag and pouted, what else could she do, she was so old, it would be more troublesome if she really ran over.

She checked the appliances in the house and went downstairs.

Coincidentally, Song Ziming was waiting for her downstairs, and he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to see it, so he deliberately honked the horn twice. In the driver's seat, he seems to be smiling, and he looks very untidy.

Manyun shivered coldly, he had to go over anyway, why bother to take a taxi by himself, it's not good to have a free driver?

She got in the car, "Master, where is the villa area in the city center, thank you." ”

Song Ziming was also very cooperative, "Okay, sit down." With that, he leaned over and helped her fasten her seatbelt.

The masculine aura that belonged to him rushed strongly towards Manyun, and she tilted her face slightly, and she could almost hear her heartbeat.

His seat belt may be poisonous, and he can't get it right for a long time, Manyun's neck is a little sore, and he turned to him and said, "You go, I'll come by myself." ”

The distance between the two was only a few centimeters, Ziming pecked her lightly on the lips, and the sound of the seat belt "clicking" came, Ziming started the car with a smile, "Just wait for you to turn around." ”

"......" shameless!

On the way, Aunt Wang's phone came again, and Manyun said helplessly: "I'm almost there, Aunt Wang." ”

"Okay, okay, I'll ask you if you've arrived, then I'll make the soup hot again now."

"You guys"! Manyun looked at the breezy man next to him, "Song Ziming, you and Aunt Wang have colluded!" ”

He was noncommittal, "No, anyway, Aunt Wang asked me to come and pick you up." ”

"You keep talking, she doesn't even know I'm home! You asked Aunt Wang to call me. She said indignantly.

"Hehe" was debunked, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, but smiled and said: "It's so smart, if you weren't driving, I would have liked to kiss you and reward you." ”

The skin is really not ordinarily thick.

It's been more than a week since I went out to take wedding photos last time, and Manjun hasn't been here. When Qibao saw Manyun, he kept rubbing against her, and he hadn't seen her for a long time, and he felt that Qibao seemed to have gained a degree.

"Shippo, it's time for you to lose weight. And how long have you not taken a bath, don't make a fuss, mom to see if it's dirty inside. "It's like a child without a mother, dirty, but it's fun.

Aunt Wang shouted inside, "Come and eat!" ”

Ziming also urged her: "Let's go, take it to take a bath after eating." ”

The house is full of the smell of hot pot, not to mention, even if Manyun lives there, she still misses Aunt Wang's craftsmanship very much, and the food at home is really different from the outside.

The family sat happily again, and when Ziming said that he was going to take Qibao to take a bath, Aunt Wang's face wrinkled together, "You like to spend money indiscriminately, where can you use it to wash outside, I rinsed it at home a few days ago, and it's not very happy, and ah......"

The two of them looked at each other and smiled, and Manyun bit his chopsticks, "Okay, Aunt Wang, listen to your washing at home." ”

"That's right, I know you're not short of money, but we still can't waste it! You children, you don't know how hard our lives were in the past...... "It's really the inertia of the older generation, and when you mention these things, you keep talking about the past."

Fortunately, there are Qibao's toiletries at home, originally Manyun said that she was enough alone, but Ziming had to come over. Before the water was put away, there was a call to find Ziming, and he said: "You wash it first, I have something to do." ”

"Well, you're busy."

Qibao misses Manyun so much that she wants to rub it against her even if she is covered in water, Manyun takes off her coat, wears a white shirt and jeans inside, and turns on the warm light, which is not cold at all.

"Don't move, you see mom is covered in water!" Manyun glared at it, and it immediately drooped its ears obediently.

Last time, Tang Cheng said that it was Manyun's mother who hurt his mother, but he didn't believe it, so he began to investigate the matter. He still asked Yan Ting to find someone, saying that he had found his eyebrows.

He directly gave the address and asked Yan Ting to bring that person to him, the same person who was in the company last time.

Ziming asked Aunt Wang to make tea, they talked about things on the second floor, Manyun heard a voice outside, and knew that someone was coming, which was about the "thing" that Ziming said, she didn't think much about it, and concentrated on washing Qibao.

The man was as polite as ever, Ziming asked his name this time, it was He Lei, and he felt quite reliable. Yan Ting sat next to him, very quiet, and he also knew how important this matter was to Ziming.

"He Lei, you can say whatever you have, don't have any scruples." Ziming seemed to be talking to him, but it was actually more like comforting himself.

He Lei nodded and gave him the photo in his hand: "Okay, Mr. Song, this is the photo they took on the day your mother's accident." ”

The photo shows two women with good faces, even if the photo is not too clear, but you can still see Mo Rong's demeanor; The eyebrows and eyes of the person next to her are somewhat similar to Manyun, it should be her mother Shan Xue.

Ziming held the photo, "In other words, they were indeed together that day, and Wei Kang caught the wrong person." ”

He Lei is not Song Ziming, he has nothing to worry about, and his attitude is very objective: "That's the case." I had someone on Wellcome's side, and according to his inquiry, this woman ran away directly that day and did not chase after her. ”

"I remember someone called the police that day, right?" Ziming seized on the last glimmer of hope.

He Lei nodded, "Well, it seems to be a passerby." ”

Yes, he didn't say anything when he ran away, he didn't call the police, thinking of Mo Rong's situation in Qingshan Sanatorium, the light in Ziming's eyes gradually dimmed.

Yan Ting spoke at this time, "He Lei, you go back first, and I'll call you if I have something." ”

When he was about to leave, Ziming called him: "He Lei, are you willing to come to me?" Just work for me. ”

He seemed to be thinking about it, Yan Ting fanned the flames, "He Lei, it's not because he is my brother that I help him speak, you won't be bad in the Song family, maybe Mr. Song will arrange an idle position for you in the Song family, you should think about it." ”

Unexpectedly, he shook his head, Ziming thought that he would not agree, but he said, "Don't think about it, I am willing." Mr. Song is famous and a business wizard, which I have admired for a long time. After these several contacts, I can see Mr. Song's character, and it is my honor to treat people like me with courtesy and work for Mr. Song. ”

People who have been neglected for a long time, a little respect and warmth can plant a seed of kindness in their hearts.

Song Ziming held his hand, "Since you said so, then we will be brothers from now on, and there is no need to mention these words again." You go back first, and I'll ask Duke to contact you for details. ”

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Song."

Only him and Yan Ting were left, and Yan Ting patted him on the shoulder, "What are you going to do?" ”

"It's none of Manyun's business." He knew what Yan Ting meant.

Yan Ting smiled, "You are weak-hearted, I am asking you about Bai Fengxing." ”

Ziming glanced at him, "I made an appointment to see him tomorrow and wanted to have a direct showdown." ”

"Did he listen back?"

"He Huan doesn't care about anyone, but Bai Fengxing does." When he said this, he was very affectionate.

"Bai Luting?" Yan Ting thought of her at once.

Ziming nodded. He added, "But you really don't mind what Manyun's mother does? ”

Song Ziming glanced at him and turned around again, "I said that it has nothing to do with her." It's too late, you can go back. ”

They went downstairs together, and when they heard Manyun's voice scolding Qibao, Ziming said again: "Don't talk to Manyun about this." ”

Manyun was tortured by Qibao, it kept getting water on Manyun's body, her white shirt was already a little transparent, and it was easy to wash it, she walked out angrily, "Dead child, I'm cold." ”

The wet areas of her clothes are very sensitive, and you can faintly see the pale pink underwear, as well as the proud career line.

Who knows, Ziming and the others also came down from upstairs, and the three of them met like this. Manyun didn't know his condition, and greeted Yan Ting: "It's here." ”

Yan Ting looked at her, a little embarrassed, "Hmm." ”

Song Ziming glanced at him, "Look at me and gouge out your eyes again." It was just loud enough for both of them to hear.

He took off his coat and wrapped it around Manyun, "I don't know what to do if I catch a cold." ”

Yan Ting coughed, "I'll go first." ”

"It's long overdue." Song Ziming said politely.

"......" Yan Ting was speechless, and it was not what he wanted to see.

When the person left, Manyun blamed him: "Although you have a good relationship with him, you can't be so polite!" Let others think what to say, and give an eviction order at night. ”

Ziming pointed to her chest: "You still dare to speak for others, you run out of the bathroom like this next time, see if I don't beat you." ”

No wonder his expression was so ugly, Manyun was embarrassed, "It's embarrassing!" ”

"Shut up." Song Ziming was even more angry, and went upstairs with her in his arms.

Manyun whispered, "Qibao hasn't dried yet. ”

"Mention it again, I think the dog broth is not bad, and it hurts my woman to be looked at by others." He spoke grimly.

Manyun really didn't dare to speak now.

Ziming looked at her obedient appearance and snickered, "Aunt Wang, if you haven't slept yet, help Qibao blow it." ”

"Didn't sleep, I was about to blow it." Aunt Wang really raised Qibao as a grandson, and she was very concerned.

He went directly to the bathroom of their room with Manyun in his arms, and Manyun said vigilantly: "What are you going to do, I want to sleep"

"Don't worry, you must be tired from helping it bathe just now, now I'll help you." You can also close the door and lock it easily.

They hadn't been intimate for a long time, Ziming was very anxious, leaned over Manyun's ear and said, "Since we're going to get married, let's have a child." ”

She was unconscious, and she relied on water to support her body.