Song Zhiyi looked at Gu Yaya with heavy eyes for a long time, and did not speak.

She didn't know how to enlighten Gu Yaya at this time.

Just silence.

Seeing that Song Zhiyi was no longer talking, Gu Yaya immediately reached out to push Song Zhiyi, wanting to push Song Zhiyi out of her bedroom.

"You get out."

"I don't want to see you."

Song Zhiyi heard Gu Yaya's words, took a deep breath, reached out to take Gu Yaya's hand, and said heavily.

"Yaya."

"Junting has the right to choose his own playmates, and he also has the right to like anyone."

Gu Yaya immediately shook off Song Zhiyi's hand, didn't want to listen to Song Zhiyi, and directly pushed Song Zhiyi out of the bedroom.

After she pushed Song Zhiyi out of the bedroom, she closed the door, and then covered her ears, no matter what Song Zhiyi said at the door, she didn't want to listen.

An Ran also roughly understood the problem, and saw that the expression on Song Zhiyi's face was very worried, so he said softly.

"Miss Song, Yaya's situation is indeed a bit troublesome."

"Mr. Gu is already helping her find her biological parents."

Song Zhiyi heard this and nodded slightly.

"I'm probably going to bother you tonight."

Seeing that Song Zhiyi was still so polite, An Ran smiled and said.

"It's my job.".

"Besides, Yaya, this child, in addition to sulking, will not do anything else, which is quite worry-free."

Song Zhiyi nodded, and when she was about to go back to the next door, An Ran took out Gu Junting's pajamas.

"These are Junting's pajamas."

"He probably doesn't want to come here."

Where Song Zhiyi is there, Gu Junting will choose to stay by Song Zhiyi's side.

He obviously regarded Song Zhiyi as his mother.

An Ran had never seen Gu Junting so eager for maternal love before.

Song Zhiyi reached out and took Gu Junting's pajamas in her hand from An Ran's hand, and then went back to the next door.

Gu Yuanyuan and Gu Junting had already brushed their teeth, and the two of them were sitting on the sofa, finishing the solitaire game.

She walked over and handed Gu Junting's pajamas to Gu Junting.

Gu Junting took the pajamas and smiled on his face.

"Thank you, Aunt Song."

Song Zhiyi smiled gently, rubbed Gu Junting's little head, and said softly.

"Hmm."

"Rest early."

After Gu Yuanyuan stretched, she got up from the sofa and went back to her bedroom.

"Good night."

As she closed the door, she whispered.

Gu Junting immediately replied.

"Good night."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Song Zhiyi, "Aunt Song, good night."

Song Zhiyi looked at him smiling and saying "good night" to herself, and her heart softened.

"Good night."

"Rest early."

She brought Gu Junting to the door of the guest room and closed the door of the guest room for him.

Song Zhiyi returned to her bedroom and lay on the bed and dialed Jin Wenchen's number.

"Song Xuewei is still in your hands now?"

Jin Wenchen's voice was noisy, and it was clearly in his bar again.

"Not there."

"The Sheng family is staring at her during this time, her life will definitely not be easy, you can rest assured."

Song Zhiyi rubbed her eyebrows and said softly.

"I was pregnant with twins."

"There was a child who died at birth."

"I still want to know where Song Xuewei buried that child."

"Uncle, help me find it."

Song Zhiyi's tone was very light, and there was a little confusion in her eyes.

Anyway, that child is also her child.

Even if he died, she should know his whereabouts.

The clutter on Jin Wenchen's side was much lower, and it was clear that he had walked out of the bar.

"Okay."

"I'll help you find out."