After smoothly picking up the child and Aunt Xu from the Mo family's old house, Song Qiyue had to consider how to settle down next. She did not go back to the apartment these days, but lived in the hotel. There were too many problems, which prevented her from considering the issue of accommodation. Now I picked them up and arranged to stay in the hotel together.
The suites of the hotel are very spacious, so it is safe to live here and save trouble.
Of course, this is only a temporary arrangement.
Aunt Xu accompanied the child. Song Qiyue walked over to see. Aunt Xu asked, "Madam, shall we not go back to the mansion."
Song Qiyue was silent, and then said, "Come out and live for a few days. I will live here for the time being. I will make arrangements tomorrow."
Aunt Xu nodded and said, "Where is the sir?"
"He's a bit busy these days." Song Qiyue didn't want to talk more, so there was only one sentence.
Aunt Xu said, "Mr. went back to the old house that day."
In Song Qiyue’s eyes, Aunt Xu slowly said, "On the day when the wife picked up the child and went back with me, the husband came later. The husband wanted to take the child away, but the wife refused to let him take it away. They still argued. Get up. Later, the husband did not take the child away, saying that he would come back in three days."
"Today, you came first, madam." Aunt Xu said the matter briefly, and Song Qiyue roughly understood it.
Now that the child was picked up smoothly, Mo Zhengyan wouldn't be ignorant here, but why he didn't move. Song Qiyue didn't know what he thought, but from the moment it seemed to hand over the child to Mrs. Mo, this step should have been correct, at least he could not ask her for the child again.
The two were talking, and the child moved his little mouth, making a noise, Song Qiyue smiled.
"I'm hungry again, it seems I want to eat." Aunt Xu also smiled, and hurried to prepare a feeding bottle.
As he was really hungry, the baby sucked as soon as the bottle reached his mouth.
Song Qiyue thought of another thing, "Aunt Xu, how many more baby bottles are with me, how long will it last?"
"Madam young, enough today is enough, and enough tomorrow," Aunt Xu replied.
There is one thing about the two-day food quota. Song Qiyue must admit that the problem that Mo Zhengyan said really needs to be solved.
But these problems are not difficult. There is an old saying that money is easy to do. Although money is not everything, in this world, money can still solve many problems, and she has already thought of a solution.
The solution was already in place, and my mood naturally relaxed a lot. This night, Song Qiyue slept a little more steadily. As for tomorrow's affairs, I will leave it to tomorrow for consideration.
When Song Qiyue woke up the next day, she was going to work at the company. She exhorted, "Aunt Xu, you will bring Yangyang here first. I will pack up here, and I will pick you up in the evening. I have hired a hotel. The waiter, will be in the room with you to take care of Yang Yang."
There is only Aunt Xu, so I am afraid I can't take care of it, so Song Qiyue has already contacted.
"Ding Dong--" Song Qiyue smiled when the doorbell rang, "Probably someone is coming, I'll open the door."
Song Qiyue got up and went to open the door.
Only when she opened the door, the people standing outside made her startled!
"Madam Shao." It was He Sangsang, and she rang the doorbell outside the door!
Song Qiyue saw He Sangsang, she was really stunned, just because she came so suddenly, her eyes passed behind her, but she didn't see anyone else!
"Mr Mo is in the coffee shop downstairs, please go down." He Sangsang said again.
He actually found the hotel directly, right downstairs!
He does have the ability to know her movements. She can't hide at any time. Song Qiyue must be certain that she won't resist anymore, and even knowing that rejection is useless. They still have to meet after all, so she turned her head. Said, "Aunt Xu, let me go down for a while."
After a notification, Song Qiyue said, "Let's go."
The lobby on the first floor of the hotel, where there is a coffee shop, provides temporary rest and meetings. There are not many people in the lobby early in the morning, far away from the reception desk, you can vaguely see the guests checking in or leaving the shop. In the cafe on this side, it was extremely quiet, like a restricted area.
Song Qiyue looked far away and saw him sitting there, his suit straight, no dust under the light, and he was holding up the coffee gracefully. The curved side and the graceful curves made her feel calm and calm. Mei, he didn't immediately pursue her because she went to the old house to take the child away, just because she was already in his control.
She walked up and took a seat in front of him, the waiter approached and asked, she replied, "No, thank you."
Mo Zhengyan put down the coffee cup and made no sound when placing the order. Instead, his male voice immediately sounded, "We didn't make an appointment for three days. Today should be the agreed time limit. Why don't you keep the agreement."
Who wants to negotiate an agreement with him? Song Qiyue said, "It was three days you said by yourself, I didn't agree, and I don't need to listen to you."
"You just picked up the child, you are fast." Mo Zhengyan said quietly.
"Father and mother are present, they agreed to take the child away, Mo Zhengyan, you come here today, don't think about threatening me with your child, you can't!" Song Qiyue meditated, there must be something right in the Mo family. He pressured, after all, marriage is not a matter of two people, it is more related.
He looked at her with a deep gaze, and while staring at her quietly, he responded, "I can't."
Hearing his words, Song Qiyue’s heart still hangs even as she thinks, and Mo Zhengyan said again, “So now, what do you plan to do with your son and stay in the hotel? Stay for a week. , Is it still a month? There is no home to go home, it's always not an issue."
"I will make arrangements." Song Qiyue said.
"Do you have any arrangements, either stay in a hotel or go back to your apartment. It is too small. You can live alone, but three people will be crowded." He said slowly.
The facts are exactly what he said, but Song Qiyue stared at it, "I can buy a house for one person, and I can buy a house for three people!"
"So, are you planning to buy a new house in Hong Kong City?" Mo Zhengyan asked.
"No?"
"Yes, it's just the current land price. With your salary, you won't be able to buy it in a short time."
"Whether I can afford it is something I have to consider. You don't have to worry about this." Song Qiyue is unwilling to continue discussing housing prices with him. I don't know why, this topic will be brought here.
"When it comes to the child, I have to worry about it. The child is still young and needs to be taken care of. I advise you to live back to the mansion instead of tossing about it." Mo Zhengyan whispered, and he silently looked at her. On the face, the voice was far away, "Leave the mansion to you, I will just leave it."
"No, I will arrange it!" Song Qiyue said hard.
He said again, "If you don't want to live in the mansion, I have another apartment in Hong Kong, where you and your children can live."
What I persuade you and what I leave to you is like charity. They don't talk about divorce. At this moment, there is no word for divorce, but it seems to be negotiating about separation. This feeling is really boring! Finally couldn’t help it, Song Qiyue said coldly, “Mo Zhengyan, I can’t give the child the best, but I will give him the best I have! You don’t have to use a house to crush me! Now I I can't give it, I will definitely be able to give it in the future!"
Her suddenly excited words, accompanied by a look of boredom and disgust, all fell into his eyes. Before his eyes, the aroma of coffee was floating, and there was still a hint of coffee between his lips and teeth.
Suddenly calmed down, and after a while, he said, "You can live wherever you want to live. It's up to you. But there is one thing you must do. I will send someone to take care of the child every day, and I will contact Aunt Xu directly at that time."
"One more thing, although the child agrees with you to take it away, it doesn't mean you can take him out of Hong Kong City." He stared at her, with warning words, but it seemed that he had already decided, "However, I think You can't leave either."
Facing his provocative words, Song Qiyue said coldly, "Mo Zhengyan, I am not you, you can let your child have no mother, but I will not let him have no father!"
Mo Zhengyan was startled suddenly, he saw the desolation in her cold and angry eyes, he did not recover, she had already got up and left.
...
After a busy day at work, Song Qiyue rushed to the hotel directly from get off work, and in the hotel suite, besides Aunt Xu, there were two other people, steward Cao and a servant of the mansion, steward Cao said, " Mrs. Young, we will send someone to take care of Young Master every day from now on. If you are busy with work, we will contact Aunt Xu directly."
As soon as Steward Cao left, Song Qiyue picked up the child and Aunt Xu finally returned to the apartment in the Gold Coast.
I asked someone to clean the house and readjust it. As soon as he entered the apartment, Song Qiyue took a look, and was quite satisfied.
The sofa and TV in the living room are intact. They are lined with fresh and pastoral fabrics according to her requirements, and they have replaced new curtains. They look very bright. In that bedroom, she also bought a crib, moved her dressing table out, and enlarged the space.
Although it was a bit simpler, it was reluctant, and now it can only be so temporarily.
Song Qiyue said, "Aunt Xu, you and Yang Yang will live in the master bedroom."
"Madam, what about you?" Aunt Xu asked.
Song Qiyue pointed to the small room on the side and said, "I sleep here."
The door of the room was open, and Aunt Xu glanced at it, "Ma'am, it's a bit small here, so let's sleep in the master bedroom with you and the young master."
"Usually you bring the children. I have to go to work during the day and you are looking after you at night. How can I let you sleep in a small room? I won't take care of it again." Song Qiyue said, "Just arrange it like this. The room is small. It's a little bit, but it's still enough. After some time, I will find a way."
For the time being, this was the only arrangement. Song Qiyue fell asleep in the small room. It was originally a storage room, but later transformed into a study room. Now the desks have been moved to a corner of the living room, and a single bed is enough. The room in the master bedroom is spacious, and the child is still small now, so it is easy to get it.
Steward Cao was very on time, and when Song Qiyue went out the next morning, the servant was sent over. Song Qiyue had intended to invite another person to take care of him during the day, but now it saves trouble. The maid came every day, and brought the milk bottle prepared by the nursing mother. When Song Qiyue came back in the evening, the servant also left. Don't bother each other, but take good care of each other, and life will be fine.
Bona’s second list of third-party companies here is intensively arranged, waiting for the next approval. In the afternoon, Song Qiyue had just had lunch, so she went to work before she could take a break. "Assistant Deng, has the collation of opinions of Manager Cheng sent here?"
"Not yet." Assistant Deng just replied, "Manager Cheng is not in the office. I just saw her return to the company. Now I don't know where to go."
If you don't know where to go, where will you go? Song Qiyue glanced at the scenery outside the window. The high-rise buildings in the distance were empty. She withdrew her gaze, "When Manager Cheng comes back, I will urge you."
On the top floor of the building, on the stage that day, a figure stood there alone, alone.
In the afternoon, she will definitely come here, but she never met another person here.
He never came up again.
Seeing that the time was almost up, Cheng Qingning turned and went downstairs.
...
Before leaving get off work, Luo Zheng came up to submit the documents after learning that Mo Zhengyan had returned to the company. She put down the documents and asked with a smile, "I have been very busy in July. I didn't see her at the company just now, as if she went out again. Up."
"En." Mo Zhengyan responded.
It's really busy, I really don't see a few sides, even in a company, it's not every day between superiors and subordinates. The project has been handed over to her, and she would not look for him if there is nothing to do. Even if there are documents to be handed over to the general manager's office, the assistant will only need to come up.
It seems that it can only be so.
After Luo Zheng left, Qi Jian came in and reported, "Mr. Mo, butler Cao called just now. The old house has washed out the photos of the Hundred Days Banquet and sent a copy to the mansion. Butler Cao has already picked it up."
Hundred Days Banquet, photos, Mo Zhengyan's cold eyes suddenly had a ray of light, and he commanded, "Tell Secretary Qian that the evening entertainment has been pushed."
"Yes, President Mo."
After taking a bath at night, Song Qiyue was playing with the baby in her arms. The coffee table in the living room was moved aside to make a clearing. Once the carpet was placed, Song Qiyue helped the baby on the carpet, and the child was able to sit firmly. Put a few small balls on hand and scout for that small scout with your little hand, so you can play happily.
Aunt Xu smiled and watched while watching TV. Suddenly someone knocked on the door, Aunt Xu got up to open the door, she was stunned, and hurriedly shouted, "Sir..."
The shout stopped Song Qiyue, who was sitting in the living room, and Aunt Xu turned her head and shouted again, "Mrs., here comes the gentleman!"
The person standing outside the door is indeed Mo Zhengyan.
He hasn't appeared since he moved here, and he is here today.
Song Qiyue didn't say much, just said, "Let him come in."
Aunt Xu quickly took the slippers, and as soon as Mo Zhengyan changed them, he walked in. Just now I saw her playing with the child, he walked over, Aunt Xu asked him to sit down, and he sat down too.
"Sir, sit down and I will wash the clothes." Aunt Xu said with a smile.
Mo Zhengyan nodded, and Aunt Xu also went.
In her ears is the laughter of her playing with her children. This small apartment is only a far cry from the mansion, but in this small world, it is well organized, full and warm. Suddenly, I felt that the mansion was too empty, even colder.
"I'm here to see my son." He said, Song Qiyue listened.
"Also, the photos of the Hundred Days Banquet have been washed out. Bring them here by the way." The envelope bag he brought was filled with photos of that day, and he put it down.
Song Qiyue nodded, and she asked, "Do you want to hug Yangyang?"
Mo Zhengyan said, "No, you can play with him."
Since he said no, then she continued to play with the child. There was a slight sound of music in the living room, it was no longer quiet, just watched so quietly, until Aunt Xu had washed all the clothes, until the child was ready to go to bed, Song Qiyue said, "Yang Yang about to sleep."
Mo Zhengyan suddenly realized that time passed so fast, he replied, "Then let him sleep."
Aunt Xu hurriedly hugged the child, went back to the bedroom door area, and went to coax the child to sleep.
In the living room, Song Qiyue turned to look at him, "It's getting late."
"En." He answered, but didn't mean to move.
Song Qiyue thought that he had understood enough, he was still motionless, she said again, "I want to sleep too, you should go now."
"Don't take a look at the photos?" Mo Zhengyan asked.
The envelope bag with the photo was still placed aside. It hasn't been moved. Song Qiyue has been playing with the child just now, and there is no time to read it, "Let's see it tomorrow."
"Let's take a look now to see what is missing and what needs to be printed and given away so that I can prepare another copy." He said softly.
This is also a matter. Song Qiyue thought of Tang Sanshao and Miss Tao. She picked up the envelope bag and opened it while walking to the living room window. She flipped through one by one and saw the lively scene that day. Everything about the banquet seemed to be shown again, making her reluctant to appreciate it carefully, but only wanted to turn the page, so the action in her hand was fast, and more Is looking to find.
Suddenly, I saw a photo of Tang Sanshao and Ms. Tao. She picked it out, "A copy of these photos is printed."
Mo Zhengyan heard the sound and walked towards her, "Which."
Song Qiyue was still searching, the photos were scattered, and it took a lot of effort to sort out all the photos of the two of them. She lowered her head to distribute, and the hair fell down and fell on her cheeks.
She had just washed her hair, with a familiar scent, it was already dry, no more drops of water, and fell softly, his hand could not help but lift up, touch her, touch her hair, thinking To caress the strand of her hair behind her ears.
But in an instant, the light from the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the hand he was reaching, she leaned back slightly, turned her head to focus on him, and she pressed her lips without making a sound, just looking at him.
His eyes were filled with a trace of stunnedness and astonishment, just like when she dodged that day, but the light in the living room was shining clearly, and she saw his eyes, deep silence, mixed in. , As if because of her backing, he was so frustrated.
"What are you hiding? I'm not going to touch you." He murmured, "I won't touch you."
I don't touch, so, so don't be afraid, don't hide.