She crossed the city to come here, there were no her former friends here, no family, she tried to cater to Chi Beiyan, but in exchange for only misunderstanding and deception.

Homesick, homesick, mother.

When his eyes were red, the phone rang happily.

Song Yunwen hurriedly rubbed her eyes, adjusted her depressed mood, tried to raise a smile, and connected to the video.

[Mommy, good afternoon! 】

She beckoned, and a bright smiling face appeared on the screen.

[Baby, how are you doing? 】

The young woman stands in the garden with the poodle Honey she raised since she was a child in her arms.

Honey's round black eyes looked at her, and she often screamed twice, and Song Yun's small mouth deflated.

It's not good, it's very bad, but I can't say it.

Song Yunwen wrinkled her nose mischievously to hide her loneliness and grievances.

[Mommy, this place is great, do you want to visit my room?] 】

As he spoke, he quickly turned the camera away, and his smiling little face drooped down, biting his mouth and enduring it again and again, so that the tears did not fall out.

[Baby, let me tell you good news, Yanzhi has officially taken over the company's affairs in the Kyoto area, and I can rest assured that he will take care of your mommy in the future. 】

The woman's voice was as gentle as the morning sun, but Song Yunwen listened to it, but she was not happy.

[Mommy, I said that it's good here, why bother big brother, I don't want it. 】

At the beginning, she insisted on coming to Kyoto, but Song Yanzhi was always opposed, and now, do you want him to witness how miserable and embarrassed she is?

[It's not a trouble, it's Yanzhi who wants to take over the Kyoto branch and take care of you by the way. 】

The woman patiently emphasized, although this was obviously an intentional arrangement between her and Song's father.

【Mommy...... You're so annoying. 】

Song Yunwen lay on the soft big bed, a little disappointed. It's messy enough, don't let the care-loving Song Yanzhi get involved again.

The woman looked at her daughter's casual dress from the video and frowned dissatisfiedly.

[Mommy, don't talk about it, don't talk about it, I'm going to study.] 】

Without waiting for the other side to hang up the phone, Song Yunwen had already turned off her mobile phone.

It's really annoying.

……

After Gong Qiao received Miaoyu's voice, he couldn't help but chuckle.

Compared to Lan Xi, he prefers Miaoyu's personality more.

Miaoyu has a lively personality, and has no heart and lungs, doesn't care about anything, and can live a carefree life every day.

Without thinking about it, he dialed the number he knew by heart, patiently waiting to be answered, waiting for the little girl to call him "Brother Gong Qiao" on the other end of the phone.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Just as he was about to hang up, a cold male voice came from the phone that day: "Hey? ”

"It's you."

Gong Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then reacted that the little girl had her mobile phone confiscated.

"What's the matter?" No emotion could be heard on the other end of the line.

"It's nothing, I just don't worry about the little girl."

"She has me to take care of, nothing else to hang on."

Chi Beiyan stood in front of the window, his tall and straight back was a little lonely and helpless at this moment.

"Wait," Gong Qiao stopped him, "I'm not done yet." ”

"Huh?"

Gong Qiao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he lowered his eyes, "If you still like it, just order it, either don't touch it, or tell her the truth." ”

Chi Beiyan's dark eyes deepened, his thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his aura around him became colder.