"Just heard it? I think you've heard it for a long time, so you almost missed a chance to ask me." He squinted his eyes and read my words directly.
Such Song Weichen made me feel very uncomfortable, I frowned: "Can't you just talk about it? I haven't contacted him again, even if I knew it before, what does that mean?"
"Admitted? Admit that you miss him all the time."
"Can you stop talking nonsense? Sullen"
Before the name was spoken, Song Weichen's face immediately sank.
I hurriedly changed my words: "Yan Yanzhi is my friend after all, and Hengyan is the place where I used to work. Now they have an accident, so it's not too much for me to ask a few questions."
"Heng Yan, you shouldn't take care of all the affairs of the Yan family. This is the last time I remind you."
His sinister eyes made my heart tremble, I didn't want to pay attention to his words, I turned my head angrily and looked out the window.
"Whatever you want, I'm going to be late, let's go."
The atmosphere in the car didn't ease until I got out of the car. I didn't even say goodbye, so I closed the door heavily.
When the people in the inn saw me getting out of Song Weichen's car, they had changed from surprise to commonplace. At the beginning of this inn, Song Weichen was a frequent visitor, and after going around for a while, he came back again. It can be seen that they are more familiar with Song.
"Manager, Mr. Song sent you here."
"Um."
I suppressed the unhappiness on my face and smiled slightly towards the front desk.
"That's great By the way, the manager has sent the inn's ledger for last week to your email, please check it."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Looking around the inn, it has taken a lot of people's efforts from its initial ups and downs to its current steady development. Now I just hope that it can go on smoothly like this.
The cold war with Song Weichen was not considered a cold war for two days. The reason why I said this is because I was the only one who was angry during the whole process, and he only wanted his orders to have effects.
A feeling of resentment surged in my heart. When I got off work one evening, I directly avoided the driver he sent and decided to go home by myself.
But just when I got to the side of the road and was about to stop the car, a black car was driving towards me. I glanced at it, held my nose and stepped back a few steps, but I didn¡¯t expect that car to stop directly at my feet. side.
I watched the dark car window open little by little in doubt, Mother Song's well-maintained face was revealed at a glance, and I knew that she must have been a beauty when she was young.
My pupils shrank slightly, and I stammered and shouted: "UncleAuntie."
"boarding."
She gave me a haughty look, her eyes full of indifference. Such mother of Song reminds me of those days.
My face turned pale, I took two steps back in panic, and shook my head slightly a few times.
"Miss Chen is unwilling? This is the tutor of the Chen family. As an elder, he invites the younger generation to sit in the car, and he is rejected like this?"
She gave me a disdainful look, and directly put a big hat on me.
"That was not what I meant¡¡"
"Then get in the car."
After saying this, the car window was slowly closed, and my body trembled, knowing that I could not avoid this meeting.
Supporting my stomach, I slowly got into the car. Mother Song looked at me silently, her eyes sizing up my stomach.
As soon as I sat down firmly, the car started, and I nervously held the phone in the phone. I didn't know if I should send a message to tell Song Weichen.
"Weichen is very busy today, I'm afraid I don't have time to take care of you, Ms. Chen should talk to me with peace of mind."
She saw my thoughts at a glance, and directly blocked the action I wanted to do next.
I stared blankly, and stuffed my phone back into my bag.
Song's mother was very straightforward this time, directly taking me back to Song's house.
"Sit down, where is Wang Ma, and pour a glass of warm water for Miss Chen."
Mother Song's sudden gentleness was beyond my expectation. I remembered that the last time I saw her was in Ye Pingting's ward.
Lowering my head, I hid the emotion in my eyes.
"How old is the child?"
I made a promise: "It's almost six months."
"So big? How does it feel?" She lowered her head and took a sip of tea, as if she was chatting with me.
"Except for the morning sickness at the beginning, it was fine afterwards."
"This can be regarded asYuchen's first child. "
As soon as she said this, I felt a thump in my heart. What made me uneasy was not that she knew about it, but that her real purpose would finally be revealed.
I remained silent and did not speak. If my first child is not counted, if Ye Pingting's false pregnancy is not counted, if the child in my womb can be born safely, this is indeed Song Weichen's first child.
"The Song family has been ups and downs in City A for so many years. It may be an exaggeration to say that it is the peak, but at least it is an outstanding one. This is the result of the hard work of many generations. You may not know"
I glanced at Song's mother in surprise, why did she suddenly talk to me about Song's.
Her foreshadowing was a lot, until I heard the last sentence.
"So the wife of the head of the Song family must be a well-known lady in every aspect, and she must be able to help the Song family."
What is the difference between this sentence and the past?
She glanced at me: "Children are indeed very important to the Song family, but the person who conceived the child is even more important! Miss Chen, do you understand what I mean?"
I looked at her indifferently, but in fact my heart was overwhelmed, and it was really too difficult to want to be happy.
"I understand what Mrs. Song said, but I don't understand it."
I raised my head and looked back at her, and my tone changed from aunt to Mrs. Song. I'm not a pug, so what if she is Song's wife?
"Oh? Don't understand?"
"Yeah, according to my understanding, an excellent person's character is always above her ability, and a person who can't do well alone, how can there be a question of whether she is worthy or not, such as Miss Ye Ye Pingting , the Ye family is big enough, why does that young lady keep plotting and framing her?"
As soon as I finished speaking, Song's mother's complexion immediately darkened, and she looked at me coldly: "I didn't expect Miss Chen to speak eloquently after we haven't seen each other for a few months."
"I'm just giving an example to Mrs. Song. Birth does not mean everything. I, Chen Yan, come from a family whose appearance is not as good as others, but I have never intended to harm others. I should not generalize anything. As far as I know, Mrs. Song also came from Starting from scratch, and getting to where we are today is definitely not the result of so-called power trading."
With a "snap", Mother Song, who was sitting across from me, put the cup in her hand heavily on the table.
I was startled, subconsciously covered the baby, and said silently in my heart: don't be afraid, don't be afraid
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