Gu Junting had already prepared a lot of rhetoric, but the moment he saw Song Zhiyi come in, he couldn't help but be nervous.

Song Zhiyi saw his panic, so she spoke indifferently.

"Why are you here?"

Her voice was very calm, as if yesterday's events had never happened.

Gu Junting had a smile on his face and hurriedly replied.

"I'll come to see Steward Chen, and then stop by here to see you."

When Gu Junting came, he heard others say that Song Zhiyi was undergoing surgery, and saw that Song Zhiyi's face was so tired, so he hurriedly pulled the office chair away and let Song Zhiyi sit down.

"Doctor Song, you can sit down and rest for a while."

Song Zhiyi couldn't help but purse her lips and smile when she saw Gu Junting being so considerate, and the regret in her heart gradually increased.

If his son was still alive, he would definitely be as well-behaved as Gu Junting.

She walked over, sat on the seat, looked at Gu Junting, and said softly.

"Thank you."

Gu Junting looked arrogant, walked to the position opposite Song Zhiyi and sat down, and waved his hand, "You're welcome." ”

After he answered, the expression on his face became hesitant again, as if he had something to say to Song Zhiyi.

Song Zhiyi looked at him, was silent for a while, and took the lead in speaking.

"I'm sorry I said those things to you yesterday."

"It's because I didn't control my emotions well, so I got angry with you."

When Gu Junting heard this, he was stunned for a moment, raised his head and looked at Song Zhiyi, with a little caution in his expression.

"Then you still hate me?"

An Ming was standing at the door, and when he heard Gu Junting's words, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

In addition to being obedient and gentle in front of Gu Jinyan, it was the first time that Gu Junting had heard him ask such a question so humbly.

Song Zhiyi pursed her red lips and said with a smile.

"I've never hated you."

"Yesterday was just my angry words, I'm sorry."

With Song Zhiyi's words, Gu Junting's mood was much better, and he smiled brightly at Song Zhiyi, with a happy face.

"I knew you wouldn't hate me."

"After all, I'm innocent, I can do anything, if you hate me, then I'll be too wronged."

Song Zhiyi heard the sound, smiled lightly, and was about to speak, when Song Xuewei walked in from outside.

She looked at Song Zhiyi with a displeased face, then walked over and reached out to hug Gu Junting into her arms.

Song Xuewei's movements were too fast, and she did it in one go, and Gu Junting didn't have time to react at all.

After reacting that Song Xuewei hugged her, Gu Junting began to resist and struggle.

"Junting!"

Song Xuewei couldn't help but scold, but soon her tone softened again.

"Why didn't you come to the hospital and go to your mother?"

"Dr. Song has had a day's surgery today, and she's already very tired, so don't bother her, okay?"

Gu Junting was very repulsive to Song Xuewei's arms and was still struggling.

"Put me down."

"Hurry up and let me go."

Song Xuewei didn't seem to hear Gu Junting's words, she still smiled and was gentle.

"Junting, what do you want to eat? Mom takes you to buy it. ”

As she spoke, she left Song Zhiyi's office with Gu Junting in her arms.

But Gu Junting just didn't want to go, and when he was carried out, he still clung to the door frame.

He looked at Song Zhiyi with blank eyes, and looked at her with a look of help.

"Dr. Song.......

Song Zhiyi pursed her lips, got up from the seat, and was about to walk over when Gu Junting's hand let go of the door bar and was hugged out by Song Xuewei.

She took two steps and stopped, a flash of loss flashing in her eyes.

Anyway, Gu Junting has always been Song Xuewei's child.

She has no right to meddle in how Song Xuewei treats Gu Junting.

A huge sense of loss struck, and Song Zhiyi couldn't help but sit back on the office chair in frustration.

If only Gu Junting were her son!